Desolation Row

The two boys stood there, unable to take their eyes of each other. The wind howled through the cemetery as the rain poured down from the skies, soaking through their clothes and onto their pallid skin. A smile had formed upon Gerard's face as he stared at Frank, who was standing wide eyed and open mouthed by his lover's grave.

"This isn't possible" Frank whispered, his mind racing through the memories over the past two months. He remembered what happened at the hospital, he remembered the funeral and how he struggled to cope without him; the deep scars on his arm told that tale quite clearly. Gerard stepped towards him, reaching out to touch him on the arm when Frank swung at him; his fist punching him straight the face and knocking him back. He fell back against the sodden floor, a sharp pain soaring through his nose and head as he struck a nearby tree. "That's fine, I totally deserved that" He said as his fingers gingerly felt his nose, drawing them back to examine the small spots of blood which had quickly dripped from his throbbing face. "You died Gerard! This isn't possible... You can't be here!" Frank cried, running his hands through his saturated hair; grabbing hold of them as the familiar sense of panic rose in his chest. He hadn't forgotten the "dream" he had so recently of him. Perhaps this really was all in his head. Gerard was dead. Dead and buried. Maybe he was driving himself insane, falling into a dark place in his mind where it would be difficult to climb back out. He shuddered at that thought, trying not to think about it.

Gerard looked up Frank, a warm smile spreading across his face. "What? What the fuck is so funny?!" Frank shouted, unable to hide the fear in his eyes. Gerard stood up, wiping the blood that poured from his nose and stepped towards him. "Did you really think I'd leave you like this?" He replied softly, moving a dark strand of hair out of Frank's eyes as he gently cupped his face with his hand. Frank's heart skipped a beat as his eyes locked with Gerard's. He couldn't deny it anymore; he was back. The boy, no, man, he fell in love with all those years ago, the man who had died and left him feeling empty and without meaning had finally come home. Frank pressed his lips against his as he slipped his arms around Gerard's tiny waist. Tears fell from his eyes as they embraced; wishing this would never end. "I love you so much" Gerard whispered, kissing him on the forehead as he hugged him tightly. He pulled away, staring back red eyed at Gerard who was struggling to hold back the tears. "Where the hell have you been? Do you any idea what you put us through... what you put me through" Frank cried, raising his voice as fresh tears streamed from his eyes.

Gerard stared back down at the floor, trying to find the right words to explain to him what had happened. He knew back then that he should have taken Frank with him, but he didn't have a choice. Not back then anyway. He sighed, looking back Frank and took hold of his hands. "The police found the person responsible for killing my family" Gerard said quietly, struggling to look Frank in the eye. Guilt coursed through his veins as he forced himself to tell his lover why he abandoned him the way he did.

"They wouldn't tell me who, only that she was dangerous and wouldn't stop until she had all of us. Back then, we thought that meant me; she wanted my family because of something my father did. So, while you left, they got me out of the ward with strict instructions not to tell anyone that I was now under witness protection. I wanted to come back, I wanted to come back for you Frank I swear, but I had no choice" He continued, his voice choked as he reminisced what happened that night. Frank's gaze broke from his as stood there in silence, unable to comprehend what he just listened to. Gerard grabbed his shoulders, shaking him slightly. "Please Frank; you've got to believe me. If I could go back I would've have taken you with me. I had no choice. If I had known this would happen, I'd never of left you" He said frantically, tears welling in his eyes as he tried to make him listen.

Frank shrugged him off, quickly backing away as looked back warily at him. "Known what would happen?" Frank asked. Gerard remained silent, his eyes moving from Frank's and down to his lover's chest. Thunder clapped overhead as he suddenly realised what he meant. His hands curled into fists as he edged further away from the man before him. "You were there! I thought that... You took me to that place! It was you! You did this to me! YOU FUCKING DID THIS TO ME YOU LOUSY PIECE OF SHIT" Frank screamed, running at Gerard. His fists pounded against Gerard's chest, sending back down to the muddy floor. He kept hitting him, unable to control himself. How could he do this to him? "You said you loved me you fucking cunt!" Frank shouted, sending his fist straight into Gerard's stomach, making him cry out in pain. "Frank please, listen to me" He wheezed, struggling to breathe as he tried to fight back.

Frank took another swing at him, finally losing control and unable to think straight, when Gerard kicked back at him, hard. He went flying backwards, crying out in pain. Gerard, sprung up from the ground, his body throbbed from the pain as he grabbed hold of Frank's wrists as he held him down against the sodden ground. "Listen to me" Gerard shouted in Frank's face, silencing both him and the world around them. "That bitch drugged you! I saw her take you there, I saw her stab you and leave you for dead. I fucking saved you! I took you to a doctor, I got you stitched up and I took you home! I would never do that to you Frank" He hissed, his tight grip on Frank loosened as he stopped struggling. He looked in Gerard's eyes, finally calming down. "You saved me?" He asked uncertainly as he kept his eyes on his lovers face. Gerard was a terrible liar, always had been since the day they met. But as he sat there with the rain pouring around them as he nodded his head in reply, he finally knew the truth of what happened that night.

"Get off me G" He replied, trying to push him off; he had forgotten how strong he could be. "Only if you promise not to hit me again" Gerard said, letting go of his wrist and helping him to his feet. He brushed the mud off his clothes, disgusted at his appearance. Gerard watched with a bold smile upon his face; he had missed him and his little quirks. "You still look gorgeous to me" He said. Frank smiled, holding out his hand as his way of an apology; feeling the pale fingers of his lover entwine with his. They wandered through the graveyard hand in hand, his troubles almost slipping away until he realised something. An obvious question he had failed to ask.

"There's something I don't understand, if you saved me, what was the creepy note on my door about?" Frank asked. Gerard stopped, his face turning white as he turned to face him. "What did you say?" He replied. Frank tilted his head, confused at his response. He hadn't seen him this afraid before. Even when they found Mikey, he was more upset that scared. "What's going on?" He said, suddenly feeling nervous. Gerard ran his fingers through his hair, a panicked feeling hit him like a ton of bricks. He knew in his heart that it wasn't over; he just hoped it wouldn't have had to come to this. "You need to come with me" Gerard said quietly, his hands grabbing hold of Frank's shoulders as he looked into his eyes. Frank saw the fear in his lover's eyes, sending a chill down his spine. He opened his mouth to speak, to try and find out what the hell was going on but was quickly interrupted by Gerard. "She killed Mikey, she tried to kill me and now... I think she's after you. We need to get away from here" He said hurriedly, taking him by the arm and pulling him out of the cemetery, his head darting from one side to the next.

He pulled away from him. What the hell had happened to him? "I need to tell my family G, I can't just leave them- I don't even know where I'm going or why" Frank protested. He closed his eyes and sighed, he didn't have the patience for this. "Frank, there is this psycho who is out to murder us. If we don't leave now, she will kill us. I can't stand by and watch that happen so if you trust me, if you love me, you'll do as I say and come with me. You can't say goodbye, not now, not ever. I'm sorry." Gerard replied, heading towards a black car just outside of the cemetery gates.

The rain had finally stopped and the sun was peering out from behind the clouds. Gerard stepped inside the driver's side of the car and waited a moment, watching as Frank stood behind the gates. He hesitated; he couldn't just leave his family and friends like that. But what if staying with them got them killed too? He couldn't live with himself it came to that. He ran to the car, jumping to the passenger's side of the black ford, looked at Gerard who offered him a sweet, sympathetic smile. He turned the keys in the ignition, heading up the street and onto the main road. Frank sat there in silence, guilt washing over him as he passed his house. He felt a hand rest upon his knee. "It'll be ok Frank, I promise" Gerard said, breaking the silence. He nodded, switching on the radio to XFM; the sound of Parkway Drive's Wild Eyes erupted loudly from the speakers, making the boys jump. They laughed as Gerard drove up the road, heading towards the M11 and out of Bishops Stortford. He offered Gerard a watery grin, taking hold of his hand. "I love you G" He said. Gerard smiled, stopping at the traffic lights. "I love you too" he said, looking over at Frank, bringing his hand to his lips and kissing it gently. The light flashed green and they sped off down the motorway, not daring to look back.

Notes

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