Desolation row

"Aww they are soo cute don't wake them up,"
" eww I think I just barfed a little"
" how long do you guys think?"
" two weeks"
" two days"
" we will have to tell her about the basement then, I do NOT want to see or hear that,"
" seriously I'm getting sick"
The voices seemed far away. I willed my body to wake up. I just couldn't. I couldn't move either. It's just so warm...
After a while of sleep I started to wake up. Well I know why it was so warm. Frank was spooning me with one of his arms wrapped around my body. Honestly I didn't care. It was friendly. But then I remembered the voices this mourning. Fuck this is not good.
I tried to sit up. Frank just tightened his grip around my waist.
" your so warm," he mumbled. I giggled. His eyes fluttered awake. He looked confused at first about why I was in bed with him. His hazel eyes gleamed. He pulled me down once more. He put his head on my shoulder.
" sorry, but it's true," frank sighed.
" sorry but I'm not snuggling with you," I said. He looked at me. Our faces were so close I could feel his breath on my neck.he frowned.
" why not?" He asked innocently.
" because i need to get ready," I made up a half-assed excuse. I don't know really it was innocent. Kinda.
" your no fun," frank groaned and let me get up.
" you've turned him soft!" Gerard said . He had sever bed head. I don't know how to respond. I've really known frank for a day. It must not be that hard.
I got ready in the huge bathroom. I put on my XXL tank top that said
'you're dead' with skull and cross bones and my red lace tights. I curled my hair and put on my aviator sun glasses.
I walked out again. And there was frank asleep in the bed. A small smile danced across my face.
" Frankie, honey" I said in a sweet voice. Gerard walked over with holding a laugh.
" it's time to get up, sweetie" I said using the same voice. Frank rolled over letting out an apparent ' uhhhh'. I lost it and started laughing along with Gerard.
" fuckers!" Frank said finally waking up.
-time lapse-
" what do we do now?" I said once I threw away my breakfast.
" do you have a bathing suit?" Gerard said. Before I could answer frank answered for me.
" she doesn't need a bathing suit she can wear those sexy little red underwear." Frank smiled poking my in the stomach.
" you wish," I winked," but seriously what are we doing,"
We walked into the cabin. Frank and Gerard glanced at each others. Shit they are planning something. Frank nods. Before I could say anything or pull my knife. ( oh trusty knife) Gerard had one if his arms wrapped around my waist and arms and the other hand covering my eyes. Fuck he is strong. Every time I thrash he tightens his grip. I stop thrashing. Think ramona fucking think.
" fuck you," I spit. Gerard chuckles.
" don't hurt her gee" frank says.
" if you didn't want to hurt me then why did you fucking do this?" I said but before they could respond I kicked Gerard hard in the dick.
"F-fuck!" He loosened his grip enough for me to break free. The light shocked my eyes. I reached into my back pocket. My knife was gone.
" looking for this sweetie?" Frank said raising my knife. He wasn't his smiling self he was the asshole I met on the bus.
" fuck you," I tried to run out of the room. Frank stopped me.
" I really wish you would," frank chuckled. By now Gerard had recovered and was standing on the other side of me.
I was cornered.
" take off your clothes" frank growled.
" w-what?"

Notes

Dun dun da!