*Drills*
Fuck... I thought as my eyes were blinded by a bright light, shinning in my face. Where am I? It was the same light that blinded me in my dream, I just don't remember the drilling sound. I sat up from the chair I was in. I was in the same, small, plain room just like my dream. Was it a dream? I looked to see if Gerard was really there, but my view of the room, there was no one. I tried to get up and walk around, but I was strapped in.

"I'm your angel, your guardian angel..." His whispered words, played in my head as I thought about it. What did he mean? Was it just part of my dream? It was so real... Everything, was so real. And what did he mean by visiting my dreams again? It was all too confusing to me. I shook my head, to clear the thoughts that were going through my mind..

"You're crazy, Frank. He doesn't care about you. No one ever has and no one ever will.. You're a crazy, worthless, boy who can't be loved..." A voice portrayed my head. A voice that wasn't my own. It was a woman's voice.

I made sure I was wake this time and looked around. No one was there. I jumped when I turned to see a body hanging over me, grinning an evil, yet innocent, grin. Her long, jet black hair, swung in my face. The red shadows underneath her gray eyes, made her skin look like she was rotting, like she was dead.


She caressed my face with her cold ass hands, making me shiver with discomfort. Her eyes were huge and seductive, but also in a discomforting way.
"Good morning, sunshine." She whispered, still caressing me. Her hand moved down on my neck. It felt sore. "What happened to you? Did someone do this?" She asked with an innocent voice, trying to sound concerned.
"W-what are you talking about?" I asked nervously.
"This mark on your neck." she pulled a mirror over to show me. It was on the same side Gerard was last night... In my dream. "What happened?" Her innocent voice grew into a more devious tone, like she knew something, making me more nervous.
"Where am I?" I asked. Her lips curled and her eyes narrowed
She chuckled, "Well honey," she stepped back and moved the light of my face, blurring my vision again, "how rude of me not, introduce myself." She had her hand on her chest and she had moved to the other side of the room. "I am, Helena. I brought you here to my lab, Better Living Industries, so you could be happy again..."

So I could be happy again? I thought I was just starting to feel better when I was with Gerard. That's all I felt actually, was happiness. Every time I was with him, I smiled. He took away my pain, not like sleeping did when it was only gone for a few hours, he made it go away, permanently.

"I was happy," I started and another devious smile, grew on her face, "when I was with..." I trailed off.
She waited for me to finish, and when I didn't she did. "With whom, hon? Because when I found you, you were beaten up pretty bad, in a gutter, with no one to save you."
"What do you mean? I was at my old house when I blacked out and-"
"Doesn't mean you could have gotten up, until you couldn't walk anymore." She stated."I picked you up when you were down, Frank, when no one was there." She was inches away from my face and I could feel her icy cold breath on my skin.
"Uh..." I started, trying to get an excuse to leave.
"Yes?"
"I need a shower.. like right now.."
"If you wish Frank, but just know, I've got eyes everywhere, so don't bother trying to escape." She smirked.

She unstrapped me and lead me down a faded lit hallway with nothing except a bunch of doors on each side. Lights flickered and hung by weak seams as we walked. She opened a door and kept walking. I followed her through two more hallways, that finally led to a bathroom.

"I'll be back in an hour. That should give you enough time to," She gently pulled on the collar of my shirt and her body brushed against mine. She smiled in my ear, "clean yourself.."
I nodded and gulped hard, not out of temptation, but out of anxiety. She let go of my shirt and walked away, thankfully.

I got undressed and turned on the hot water. Steam quickly rose from the shower and I stepped in. The heat from the water made me tired and I sat down, feeling like I was going to fall over. I shut my eyes as the hot water hit my shoulders and neck. I fell asleep.

"Frank, wake up babe..." A warm hand touched my shoulder as I began to wake up. "Frankie?" The hand cupped my cheek. I smiled and blushed. The voice brought their lips onto mine and I knew by the warmth of them, it was Gerard.

His hand brushed my cheek bone and he smiled. "God, I wish I was with you." He said as he laid his head on my chest.
I cocked an eyebrow and shifted a little so I could see his face. "But you are, right now?" I chuckled. He lifted his head in what seemed like disappointment.
He sighed, "You're dreaming, Frank..." He threw his red hair back, out of his face, revealing nothing but his beautiful, innocent, honey hazel eyes and his angelic, snow pale, face.
"What? What do you mean?"
"I still have a lot of explaining to do, Frank.." He paused and looked me straight in the eye, locking gazes and grabbing my hand out of nervousness. His eye looked guilty and his lips twitched as he opened his mouth and nothing came out.
"Gerard?" I asked after about two minuets of him not explaining. He picked his head up and looked nervous as hell..
"I don't know how to start.." He admitted. His hands were shaky and so was his voice.
I grabbed both his hands, squeezing them as hard as I could. "You can start with how I got here, because I'm pretty sure you know. You don't have to tell me thing you're not allowed to say, but you can tell me anything." I winked at him and he gave a slight smile. I thought about the whole angel thing and there could be stuff he's not supposed to say, so I wouldn't ask.
"Well, first off hon," He smirked as I cringed, "Helena, the one who 'saved' you, knocked you out at your old house. She led you there. She's a demon Frank. Every time you heard those horrible voices in your head, telling you I didn't care about you, it was her. She can get into your head, just like I can. I don't know why she brought you here, but I'm coming to get you."

I stayed frozen, trying to process what was going on.A knock on the door made me jump. I looked him in the eyes, trying to comprehend his words.
"Frank hon.." A voice called behind the door. "Your hour is up." It was Helena.
"Frank, I have to go. You have to promise not to leave until I get here, okay?" He said quietly. I nodded my head. "Okay. Frank?"
"Yes?" I jumped again when the doorknob started jiggling. We both felt panicked.
"Just, Sleep.." He kissed me hard and then the door opened and he left.

Notes

This one took me all day...
I actually wasn't here for a good portion of the day.
Sorry it's so late.
I wish I could stop pain..
I wish there was no pain...
It's gonna be one of those nights...
I love you,
Stay Ugly..