Get Me The Hell Out Of Here (Frerard)

Frank awoke to the sound of yelling. Shit, his parents must have been fighting again. Ugh. Frank laid his head back on the pillow and closed his eyes. “It doesn’t matter Bob! You could have warned me!” Bob? Who the fuck was Bob? And that wasn’t his father’s voice. Frank opened his eyes.
This wasn’t his room.He wasn’t in his bed and those weren’t his band posters on the room. “You still knew! Do you not understand how bad this is? My brother is dead! The police are going to be coming after me!” Now Frank remembered why he was here. And he needed to get out.
Frank jumped off the bed and ran to the window on the wall across from the bed. He pulled on the bottom of it trying to force it open but it wouldn’t budge. That meant the only way out was the door. Maybe he could sneak past the murderer and escape. Frank made his way to the door and twisted the handle, pulling. The door opened just a tad bit then stopped. Frank tugged but it just would not open. He let go and peeked through the crack between the door and the frame to see what the problem was.
A rope was tied to the door knob of his door while the other end was tied to a door knob on a door on a wall across from him. “Dammit!” Frank yelled kicking the door shut hard. Then he gasped and backed away from the door. There was no way the murderer couldn’t have heard him.
He heard the footsteps first. Frank’s breath caught in his throat. Maybe he could find something to defend himself with. The footsteps stopped right outside the door. Frank could hear the murderer breathing. The doorknob rattled a little bit then twisted. Frank took another step back as the door opened to reveal his kidnapper.
Gerard carefully closed his car door. In the twelve minutes it had taken to get from Newark to Belleville the boy had not woken up. But he knew he didn’t have much time. Gerard opened the back door of his car and looked at the boy. He looked so peaceful and beautiful and…
“Stop staring and get him inside already” Lindsay growled from behind him. Ever since they had left Newark Lindsay had been in a really bad mood. Lindsay was scary when she was angry. Whatever, she would just have to deal with it.
Gerard leaned into the car and unbuckled the seatbelt around the boy’s waist. It was there so he didn’t fall out of the seat and wake up in the car. That would have been disastrous. Gerard carefully grabbed him and eased him off the seat into his arms. Gerard pulled the boy close to his chest and closed the door with his backside.Gerard carried the boy to his front door, reached out on opened the door. It was left unlocked.
“Hey Gerard” Bob called from the couch. “Hey” Gerard mumbled. Bob looked up over the couch. “What’s- Holy shit why do you have a kid?” he yelled seeing the small teenager in Gerard’s arms. “Shut up” Gerard whisper yelled seeing the boy stir. “I’ll explain later” Gerard whispered, walking away.
He took the boy into his bedroom and set him down on the bed. The boy didn’t move. Gerard looked at him for a moment and smiled. He really was beautiful. So innocent.
Gerard sighed and left the room, shutting the door behind him. He ran into the garage and found a rope that he thought would be long enough. Gerard brought it back to his door and tied one end to his doorknob, the other to Ray’s.
Thank god Ray was off on some business trip. That would have been bad. Gerard’s stomach grumbled. He hadn’t eaten all day, except for a few bites from the trap of a picnic he had set for Mikey. Gerard walked into the kitchen and made himself an extravagant meal consisting of a turkey and cheese sandwich. He walked out into the living room where Bob and Lindsay stood looking pissed at each other.
“You can’t keep this a secret forever Lindsay, you have to tell Gerard” Bob said not noticing Gerard’s presence. “Tell me what?” Gerard asked with bites of food still in him mouth. Bob pinched the bridge of his nose with his thumb and pointer finger looking very frustrated. Gerard swallowed his food. “What” he asked again. “Lindsay lied” Bob said. Gerard was confused. Lindsay never lied to him. “About what?” Gerard asked cautiously.Lindsay looked mortified and Gerard knew this couldn’t be good. “Mikey wasn’t really their spy” Bob explained.
The plate fell from Gerard’s hand and would have broken into several small pieces when it hit the ground but Gerard and Ray were poor and only had paper plates. “WHAT?” Gerard screamed. Mikey wasn’t their spy? “Why would you do that?” Gerard cried, Lindsay flinched under his intense glare. “I… I” Lindsay stammered. “I told her not to” Bob mumbled throwing himself back on the couch. Bob knew the whole time.
“It doesn’t matter Bob! You could have warned me!” Gerard yelled tears pooling in his eyes. Mikey was dead. Not even for a good reason. Just dead. Lindsay had lied to him, no both of them had. “She threatened me” Bob whispered cowering back a little bit. Good, he deserved to be scared. “You still knew! Do you not understand how bad this is? My brother is dead! The police are going to be coming after me!” Gerard screamed hysteria evident in his voice. Bob and Lindsay just stared at him.
“Just get out of here, both of you” Gerard mumbled. Bob and Lindsay looked at each other then left the room slowly. Gerard sat on the couch and put his head in his head. How could they have done this to him. They were supposed to be friends. Friends don’t convince you that your brother is a spy for a secret organization that was out to kill you just because you knew of their existence, especially when he wasn’t.His brother wasn’t their spy. How the hell could Gerard believe that anyway? Mikey wouldn’t hurt a fly, much less him. They were so close. Of course Mikey wasn’t their spy. That was just stupid.
“Dammit!” Gerard hears a slam and a yell come from the direction of his bedroom. It sounded like the boy had woken up. And it sounded like he was trying to escape. That could not happen. No evidence especially now. Gerard stood from the couch and stared walking to his bedroom. There was complete silence on the other side of the door. Gerard hoped the boy hadn’t gotten out through the window or something. He quickly untied the rope around his doorknob, letting it fall to the ground. He twisted the doorknob and swung the door wide open, as he came face to face with the terrified boy he had abducted.

Notes

ah fuck its late. So this is probably going to be my last update on any of my fics for a while because school ends in a week and the day after I'm going back up to Kansas and my dad doesn't have a computer so yeah. Don't worry I'll be back.

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