Desolation Row

Gerard lent against the hotel balcony, taking another drag of the cigarette in his hand as he looked out over the city of London. The cold night breeze blew gently against his pallid skin, sending a shiver through his body. From here, he could see almost the entire city with its bright lights that flooded his eyes and the buzzing atmosphere of cars and party goers which almost brought it to life. As he looked down, watching the people rush from place to place, he realised that he and Frank were invisible. Hiding up in their hotel room, they were completely invisible to the entire world around them. Nobody cared for the two boys who were running scared from the madman back home. Life simply carried on as normal.

Gerard shrugged off the thought, taking a final drag of his cigarette before flicking it over the edge and to the grey concrete floor below. He hurried himself back inside, closing the door swiftly behind him and looked around the hotel room; Frank was still in the shower. He grinned, suppressing the urge to go in and join him as he began picking up their clothes. The place was a mess. Their clothes trailing from the front door right up to the bed as well as a few broken ornaments which Gerard had managed knocked off the shelves. He dumped the clothes into a growing pile in the corner of the room before pulling off his shirt and throwing it in with them.

As he began to undress, he noticed that the hotel room had grown quiet. “Frank?” He called out, his voice uneasy. Gerard listened out for the sound of Frank in the bathroom only to be met with an eerie silence. He kept his eyes fixed to the floor, eyeing the gun in the bedside table as he began to panic. Ever since they had left Bishops Stortford, he had been overtly paranoid. Every knock at the front door, every creek, every siren, every footstep made his blood run cold with terror. He couldn’t lose Frank again. He meant too much to him to let some psycho hurt him and after everything Mikey and his parents, he was all he had left.

A quiet giggle suddenly came from behind him. Gerard turned his eyes wide with fear. He sighed, rolling his eyes and laughing as he saw Frank leaning against the bathroom doorway; a white towel wrapped around his waist as his eyes studied Gerard’s pale, near naked, body. “What are you looking at?” Gerard asked who was now wearing nothing but marvel print boxer shorts. Frank smirked, his cheeks flushing red as his eyes darted to the floor. He giggled to himself as Gerard slowly walked closer to him, pushing his poison red back off his face. He looked up, biting his lip as he found himself staring into his lover’s eyes. “Just enjoying the view” He purred, wrapping his arm around Gerard and pulling him closer. Gerard smiled, feeling Frank grow hard against his leg. “I can tell” He replied, leaning in and pressing his soft lips against his.

They lent into a passionate embrace, Frank pressed his lips harder against Gerard’s as he pulled down the towel; wrapping his pale fingers around his lover’s dick. Frank gasped, pulling away from Gerard slightly as he tried to control himself. He smiled as he began moving his hand up and down Frank’s shaft; running his other hand through his short dark hair as he kissed his neck. “Oh Gee” he moaned, closing his eyes as grabbed hold of his hair.

Gerard stopped suddenly, kissing him hard on the mouth as he pulled him onto the bed. He ran his fingers through his hair as Frank moved his body onto his. Frank kissed down his neck, working down his body until he reached his boxers. He stopped, flashing Gerard an evil grin. Gerard looked up, his eyes pleading Frank to carry on. “Please Frank” He whimpered, struggling to contain himself. Frank’s face softened, kissing his stomach as he ran his hands up his legs and to the waist of his boxers. He pulled them down, revealing his boyfriends enormous hard on; his eyes widening slightly at the sight of it- even after all this time, the size still shocked him. “On your front” He commanded sweetly. Gerard sat up, kissing him softly. “I love you Frankie” He whispered lovingly. Frank gave him one last kiss, smiling as he cupped his face with his hand. “I love you too” He replied as Gerard turned to face the wall.

Frank ran his hands down Gerard’s sides, feeling his soft, pallid skin as he entered him. He listened as he heard his boyfriend gasp. Gerard bit his lip, moaning as he felt Frank slowly thrust himself in and out of him. “Oh god Frank” He moaned, his hands curling into fists around the red bed sheets. Frank moved faster, thrusting himself deeper into him as he fucked him harder, digging his nails into his back as he felt Gerard squirm and cry out with every movement. “Oh fuck, fuck” He heard himself moan loudly, his breathing getting louder as he got faster. Gerard threw back his head, screaming out Frank’s name; god he loved it when he took control. “Gee I’m gonna...” Frank started, dragging his nails down as he finished in him. Gerard cried out, finishing almost simultaneously.

They both laughed, Gerard feeling Frank trembling as he pulled out and lay down on the bed. He smiled; sitting up for a moment as he wrapped his arms around Gerard’s waist and pulled him down next to him. They laid there for a while, Frank’s chest rapidly rising and falling as Gerard laid his head down next to it. “You ok?” He asked. Frank looked at him, laughing slightly. “Yeah, Yeah I’m fine” He panted, running a hand through his hair as he struggled to get his breath back. Gerard closed his eyes, smiling in his lover’s arms as Frank kiss him on the forehead, wishing him sweet dreams as they drifted off to sleep
*****

The next morning, Gerard awoke to an empty bed. Rubbing his eyes, he hauled himself out of bed and pulled on his pyjama trousers, slowly making his way towards the kitchen. As he entered the room, he was hit by the sound of Kerrang radio blaring out from his iPhone and found Frank wearing a long white bath robe as he poured them each a cup of coffee. “Morning” Frank said, offering him a tired smile. Gerard smiled, yawning as he took a sip of the drink; its bitter sweet taste was almost heavenly. They sat down at the kitchen table, listening to Avenge Sevenfold as they drank their coffee. “Last night was amazing” Frank said, warming his hand against the coffee mug. Gerard nodded. “I suppose it was ok” He replied, grinning from ear to ear. Frank opened his mouth to speak only to be interrupted by a loud knock at the door. Gerard grabbed his phone, checking the time; 11:30. The smiles faded and a puzzled look spread across Frank’s face. “Who could be calling round at this time of the morning?” Frank asked, moving towards the door.

Gerard watched him walk towards the front door, sipping his coffee as his mind filled itself with the memories of last night. Frank reached for the keys in the bowl by the door, turning them in the lock and pulling the door open. As he opened the door, he was faced with a pretty young girl. Her pale skin looked even paler in her black jeans and top and her long blonde hair pulled back in a pony tail with her hands held behind her back. A twisted smile swept across her face, sending a chill down his spine. “Hello Frank” She said coldly. She whipped out a black handgun from behind her back, shooting Frank on the spot. Blood splashed everywhere as Frank fell against the wall of the hotel, sliding down against the wall. “FRANK!” Gerard screamed, jumping up from the table as he watched the blood flood from Frank’s lifeless body. The girl walked inside stepping over his body and quickly made her way towards him. Gerard ran to the bedroom, heading towards the gun in the bedside table when he heard a loud gun shot from behind him. A sharp pain filled his back as he fell to the floor. He cried out in agonising pain as he crawled over to the bed, desperately trying to defend himself. She walked over to him, grabbing him by the hair and turned him onto his back. He looked into her deep blue eyes as she held the gun to his head, the twisted smile still perched upon her face.

“Why are you doing this to us” He spluttered, his body shaking as the pain intensified. The girl giggled, her finger feeling for the trigger as she moved his hair out of his face. “Your all getting what you deserve” She said sweetly....

...as she pulled the trigger.

Notes

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