Days Gone By

The sun shone high in the sky, a warm breeze drifting through the campsite as the group slowly awoke to a new day. Gerard lay in his tent, his warm, naked body lying close beside his girlfriend as he stared blankly at the ceiling. He ran a shaking hand through his hair, feelings of regret and shame haunting him as memories of last night haunted his mind. He wished he hadn’t slept with her. After seeing what happened to Dan, he really didn’t feel like doing that. But he trusted her and she told him that it would take his mind off things. He shuddered at the thought, his skin scrawling as he remembered her touch; her cold hands running up his chest, grabbing his wrists as she slowly kissed his neck.

She stirred in her sleep, turning away from him; a thin smile slowly emerging on her face. He quickly moved out of the bed, throwing on a pair of black skinny jeans and a red shirt before stumbling out of the tent.

The rest of the camp stared at him, confusion in their eyes as they saw a frighten Gerard emerge from the tent. “Are you ok?” Jenny asked, kicking out the camp fire as she walked over to him. She placed her hands on his arms; watching him flinch at her touch. She raised an eyebrow, trying to catch his eye but he shook her off, walking to the supply bag only to find it empty. “We’re out of everything” She called out, watching him toss the bag onto the floor. He closed his eyes, rubbing his temples impatiently as he sat down on the log.

“You and Frank are on supply search” Billie said, his eyes closed as he lay on top of his truck; lying in the warm glow of the sun that spotlighted him through a gap in the trees. Gerard glanced up, his tired eyes gazing wearily at Billie as he continued to stare up at the sky; he really couldn’t face him today, not after what he did to Dan. He opened his mouth to protest but was quickly interrupted by Lindsey. “I don’t want him going out there, it’s not safe” Lindsey whined, her hands on her hips as she looked at Jenny with a look of anger. Jenny sighed, rolling her eyes. “You know the rules, he earns his keep or he leaves” Jenny replied sternly, squaring up to her as Lindsey stared her down; she might of been younger and smaller than her, but she could take her on easily.

“She’s right Linds, besides, I’m sure I’ll keep him safe” Frank chirped, grinning as he slowly emerged from the woods. Lindsey scoffed him, flashing him a look of hatred before she stomped off back inside her tent.

“I’ll go with you” Mikey said cheerfully as he looked up from cleaning his gun. Gerard stared at him, shaking his head with disgust as the look of hope which once glimmered in his younger brothers eyes quickly faded. Tears welled in Mikey’s eyes as he quickly walked off; Jenny signalling at Levi to run after him as she began to tidy up the camp- she really hated drama. Frank’s eyes fell upon Gerard; sweeping over his body as he sat with his head in his hands- something didn’t seem right. He sat down beside him, a small look of concern forming on his face.”Everything alright?” He asked quietly, not wishing the others to hear their conversation as he gently placed a hand on his back. Gerard flinched at his touch, shaking him off as he quickly stood up. “I can look after myself” He snapped as he stormed off.

*****

“Lindsey, Lindsey wait” Mikey called up, running after Lindsey as she wandered down the path to the pond, a small bag of clothes in her arms. She stopped, sighing as she turned to face him. “What?” She demanded, frowning at him. Mikey stared at her wordlessly for a moment, wishing the ground would swallow him up as a wave of guilt washed over him. “Why are you doing this? We were friends, I trusted you! Why can’t you just admit you told everyone he was dead?” He cried, tears welling in his eyes; he missed him. All he wanted was his brother back.

She stared at him with an innocent expression for a second, but then she did something that caused the anger to sear through his veins like venom.

She smirked.


“Prove it.”


*****

Gerard and Frank wandered down the empty street, a stray cat running out from an overturned car as they headed through the abandoned town. Gerard shoved his hands deeper into his pockets, a shotgun hanging from his shoulder as his boots crunched over the broken glass that spilled from a nearby video store; his mind wandering rapidly from one thought to the next. He couldn’t stop thinking about last night; how they lay under the stars, laughing and joking like he had known him for years... craving Frank’s lips on his. Ever since they had met, there had always been something; some feeling in the back of his mind. But how could he possibly have feelings for a man who murders one of their own? He broke away from his thoughts and stole a quick sideways glance at Frank as they walked. He had a vacant expression, like he was deep in thought too. Gerard sighed, he was gorgeous. How could he resist him?

“I don’t want things to be awkward” Frank said quietly, breaking the silence. Gerard scoffed at him, his hands curling into fists as he watched him walk on for a bit before he finally turned to face him. “Well it’s a bit late for that isn’t it?” Gerard spat, narrowing his eyes. “Excuse me?” Frank replied. Gerard ran his fingers through his hair, growing more frustrated with the man before him. He couldn’t take this anymore. Part of him hated him for what he did and yet, he couldn’t resist him... maybe he really was falling for him.

“You! You killed Dan, you fucking shot him in the head and you don’t even fucking care!” He screamed, beckoning a Frank with a shaking hand and jabbing him hard in the chest. “Gerard you don’t understand...” Frank started, struggling to keep his voice calm as his hand grew tighter around the gun strapped to his waist. “No you don’t fucking understand, he had a fucking family Frank, Phil was his best friend for Christ sake but you just don’t care do you because you don’t know what it’s like to lose people!” He interrupted his voice hoarse with rage.

Frank snapped. “Oh I have a clue? Dan was about to turn. I was fucking saving you! You know what your problem is, you drive everyone who loves you away! Mikey worships the ground you walk on and you abandon him for that sour faced, lying bitch and you can’t even look at her let alone touch her” He cried, squaring up to Gerard. He gritted his teeth, he didn’t want to lash out at him, he cared too much to hurt him but for fuck sake he was being jackass.

Gerard lashed out, punching Frank square in the in the face. He staggered back, falling to the floor as a metallic taste filled his mouth. Frank touched his bleeding lip gingerly, staring up at Gerard with a look of hatred; noticing his face change into a look of fear.

He began to slowly rise to his feet, readying himself to fight back when he felt the cold barrel of a gun pressed hard against the back of his head. “Don’t you fucking move” a deep voice growled. Frank remained on the ground, watching helplessly as two men grabbed Gerard and forced him to his knees, holding a gun to his head.

Notes

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