We Don't Fight Fair

Frank's p.o.v.

"Gerard!" I choked and scooted up to him. I could see in the small sliver if light the crack in the closet allowed that Gerard put one finger to his lips to signal silence. He showed me both if his hands were freed. He reached over and unfastened my bindings.

"Oh love, are you okay? What did he do to you?" I questioned fearfully. "Sh, sh, if you want me to be honest, it was pretty horrible. But the worst part was seeing you cry in someone else's arms." Awwwwww. He unbinded me and the first thing I did was whirl around and kiss him. Full on make out. He attempted to pull away, but I didn't let him. I held him closer until I had to breathe. Then I just hugged him and cried in relief. Ragged sobs in pure happiness. I didn't even care where I was. All I cared about was that I was in his arms and he was in mine.

"Exp-ex-Eplain." I rasped. He nodded stroked my hair. "You could say it was an elaborate set up. I needed to get away from all the overwhelming sadness. I just did. And I figured you didn't want me because I was so ugly-" I gasped in denial. "Okay, well YOU think I'm slightly attractive." And I snorted. This boy was the most majestic being to ever be in my life.

"Love, you're the best thing that has ever happened to me." I announced and he kissed the top of my head. "But I have a question. " I said. "Anything. " he answered. "Okay. So how did you get the gun to look like it-" I faltered. "Shot you?" He laughed quietly. HE FUCKING LAUGHED. "What's so funny? " I said, confused. He tilted my head up to look at him in the eyes. "Frankie, I'll show you." He smirked mischievously.

"What? " I asked blankly, feeling very stupid

"Frankie. I want you to do what I did."

"I want you to fake your death."

Notes

WAYYY OHHHH! Sup guise. So it's gettin' pretty wild up in here! And oh! I'm currently co-writing a new story woth Damned One called "WELCOME TO THE DANGER DAYS" so if you're interested, go check it out!

Love you guys!

-Erinosaur <3