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True life of frerard

Hearts racing

A week had passed and I was so weak, so helpless, so lifeless. I wondered if Gerard didn't want me anymore...I didn't mean anything to him!
the door creaked open and I cowered in fear that bert might rape me again...
"f-frank..." A voice stuttered, a soft, loving voice. Not like Bert's, but something different. I looked up and saw a dark figure but that's all I saw. The room started closing in and I fell to the floor; hitting hard as I landed.

~Gerard's POV~
i finally found him, but he looked so thin and ill. His whole body was pale and his black hair stuck to his face with sweat and dirt, the only colour left on his boney body was the blood splatters from the cuts and grazes that covered his limbs. I stood for a while examining everything I could of helped stop. None of this would've happened if I it here sooner!
franks eyes rolled to the back of his head as his legs gave way, hitting his head on the chipped table and passing out. I didn't know what to do! But the only thing I could do was carry him out of the dimly lit house and place him in the backseat of my car. I drove slowly making sure that he was ok every couple of minutes, but there's no way he's going the be ok anymore. He looked too broken and scared. What could I do?!
we got home after a drive that felt like it lasted forever.
We got home and I walked into my room cradling him in my arms, I gently placed him down on my unmade bed from a week ago, and slowly slid off his clothes to examine closer at what bert had done to my Frankie. The cuts were all infected with bright red, puffy skin around them. I cleaned them up the best I could and layed soft bandages over them, making sure they were all covered.
"G-Gerard.." A weak voice whispered my name. at first I was scared at what he thought I was doing but still I carried on laying the bandages down.
"heya Frankie..." I said, tears now swelling in my eyes as I realised the extents of what had happened to him.
"y-you came back for m-me?" Franks voice croaked, caught up in tears that had now overwhelmed him.
"Yeah frank...why wouldn't i?" I lay a finger over his chipped lips "try and rest now, if you need anything I'll be right here!" I pointed to the chair at the end of my bed where I'd sit and draw in my sketch book.
"Thank you..." Slowly he fell asleep, snoring silently and peacefully like this was the first time he'd slept in ages...it probably was. I got up and slowly climbed into bed with frank, his head was now resting on my chest and his arms hugging into me, he did always say he felt safe when he had someone he loved sleeping with him. I'm never letting him out of my sight again!

Notes

Hope you like it :3
~JadeWay XØ

Comments

@JadeWay XO
Maybe just take a break.... A longer break and just think

Frerardified Frerardified
11/5/14

@Frerardified
I really want to carry on but I don't know if I should :(

JadeWay XO JadeWay XO
11/5/14

Awwww!!! I love this so much! But whatever you think is best, you should do that ;u;

Frerardified Frerardified
11/5/14

@JadeWay XO
Gee can't die!

Frerardified Frerardified
9/17/14

@Frerardified
whaaatt

JadeWay XO JadeWay XO
9/17/14