It Started With An Alright Scene

Frank's Pov
We drove back home in silence. When we got home, Gerard grabbed a bag of chips and stomped off to our room.

I sat down at the kitchen table and felt tears run down my face. I just gave him the worst birthday surprise ever and I thought he would love it. It just shows how little I know him.

I made myself some dinner, ate it, then went up to the bedroom at about 9:30. I saw that Gerard was already sleeping, so just changed into pajama pants and crawled into bed. I fell asleep after a while.


I heard a loud crash like glass breaking and jolted up. I immediately reached over for Gerard, but was greeted with nothing. He wasn't there. I felt my spine stiffen, and I looked at the clock. It was 3:45. I slowly got out of bed and went to my dresser, looking for the pistol I kept just in case. I grabbed it and put a bullet in it.

I slowly walked down the stairs and saw the kitchen light was on. 'Gee?' I whisper-yelled. I walked by the window in the living room and saw that it was broken and there was glass all over the floor. I started to feel helpless. 'Gerard?' I asked, this time louder. I still heard nothing and continued to the kitchen. He wasn't in there. I heard banging from below me and immediately ran toward the basement door.
I opened it and slowly walked down the stairs. When I saw Gerard, he was standing in the corner. He looked terrified. I ran to him. 'Gerard, what's wrong?' I asked him, but he wasn't looking at me. He was looking at something behind me. I slowly turned around and saw Jack. I acted on my impulse, and held the pistol up at him. I tried pulling the trigger, but realized the safety was on. Before I could turn it off, the gun was grabbed from my hands, and suddenly it was being aimed at me by Jack. I felt Gerard grab my hand tightly and I heard his quiet sobs.
'Get away from him, Gerard. Come over here by me.' Jack said and slowly, Gerard obliged. He slowly walked over to him and stood by his side. Jack walked behind me and wrapped his arm around my throat and held the gun tight to my head. 'Gerard, go grab those chairs from over there, and that thing of rope.' He said and Gerard did as he was told, for fear of my life.

Jack had me sit on a chair, and he tied me to it so i wasn't able to get up. He also duct taped my mouth shut. He tied Gerard to another chair,and taped his mouth too, and then began talking. 'You wanna know how easy it was to find you guys?' He asked. 'I literally just googled your music recording studio, Frank. I called them and they said that you moved down here. I saw you guys meet up with some guy today, then just followed you home.' With every word he was saying, I just wanted to punch him more and more. 'I plan on keeping my promise, too. You are going to watch Gerard die, but i'm not going to make him do it himself. No, I want the pleasure of doing that.' He said and I saw tears running down Gerard's cheeks. I just wanted to tell him that it would all be okay, even though I didn't know what was going to happen. He pulled my pistol out and walked over to Gerard. He put the gun up against his head. Gerard's sobs were making his body shake, and his eyes were closed tight. His cheeks were soaked.

Jack looked at me and smirked. I heard a click, then a boom. Suddenly there was blood on the wall next to Gerard's lifeless body. His head hung down and his chest was still. My screams were muffled by the duct tape. I screamed until my throat was raw. My sobs were raking my body and tears were streaming down like small rivers.

He walked over to me and untied the ropes that tied me to the chair. I fell to the ground like a rag doll. I crawled over to Gerard's body. I lifted up his head with my hands and I felt like my heart was being stabbed over and over again. I heard a banging, then heard a voice call 'Frank! Gerard! It's Jack and Alex! We heard a gunshot, are you guys alright?' Suddenly, Jack was running upstairs and then Jack and Alex came running downstairs. 'Fr-OH MY FUCKING GOD!' Alex screamed when he saw Gerard. I looked over and saw that the gun was laying next to me on the floor. I picked it up and looked at Jack, who was standing in front of Alex and they were slowly backing away. I held the gun up to my head and pulled the trigger. I waited for the blackness to take over, but nothing happened. I pulled the trigger again. Nothing. I looked and saw that there was no bullets in it. I had only put one in when I had grabbed it. I looked up at the ceiling and began to sob again. I heard Jack saying something, then a few minutes later, I heard sirens.
Medics came in and took Gerard's body away and I was left there for a while, before a few cops came in to talk to me. I could barely speak, but managed to tell them who did this. They took some notes, then finally left. Jack and Alex stayed with me, in attempt to comfort me.

I got a call a few hours later from the hospital. They talked to me about funeral preparations and how they will be able to cover the bullet hole in his head. His funeral was planned for three days after, and then he would be buried.
I made a plan for after his funeral and burial. I was going to do it. I was going to kill myself.

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