I Didn't Do It

Gerards POV

I got another call from the prison today regarding an awful violent attack, causing someone to pass out, I wonder who it was.
I got ready and took my emergency pack with me, which contains the usual medical items, stuff like bandages, an eye wash, thermometer, a spare asthma puffer and everything else I was told to bring to the prison. When I got there I was instructed exactly where to go and surprisingly I ended up back in Franks cell. He had a black eye and bleeding nose, he was also crying a lot.
"Hi again Frank" I said to him. He looked up and I could tell he was very happy, probably just to have someone help him not actually me...
"Gerard!" he exclaimed whilst smiling
"What happened to you? Did you get in a fight?" I asked him, feeling really concerned.
"Well I didn't want to! This asshole named Emerson got angry because I fell and spilt some water on his stupid t-shirt" his voice was filled with anger.
"So he just came and punched you up?"
"Pretty much" Frank started to blush. I grabbed my ice pack and placed it over Franks left eye that was all swollen, then grabbed some tissues and tilted his head slightly forward and placed the tissues over his nostrils with pressure, and Frank went an even deeper red. I smirked at him wondering why he kept blushing, and then he giggled, and it was so cute! I started laughing myself. After 10 minutes I checked his nose and removed the ice pack, his nose was alright now and he had to have the ice pack off for a while to make sure the ice wouldn't cause any harm to the skin.
"Okay so in another 10 minutes re-apply the ice pack to your eye, then take it off ten minutes after that and just throw it in the bin. With your nose, don't tilt backwards as the blood could go down your throat which isn't nice, plus get plenty of rest" I instructed him. I headed to open the cell door when Frank stopped me.
"Wait" he said
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing...I just get really bored and you are the only decent, nice human here it seems" he confessed to me.
"Aw thank you, but I'm not sure I can stay"
"Come on, please" Frank looked at me with needy looking eyes, I couldn't resist.
"Alright, just for a little while. So..."
"Well I know you probably won't believe me, but i swear I didn't kill my best friend. She was being stalked, someone had obviously planned it, she called me about it. Then one day i went over to her house and I couldn't find her inside anywhere even though her car was there and when I stepped in the bathroom...well" Frank immediately just poured out tears, he was obviously really devastated that all of this had happened. "She was dead where I found her! I didn't do anything I swear!" Frank sounded like a confused little boy wanting to get out of all of this. I patted him on the back trying to cheer him up.
"Its okay, I know this would be hard for you" I told him. I had to go now, but I really didn't want to. After he stopped crying I stood up and explained why I had to go.
"Im very sorry Frank, stay out of any fights okay?"
"Bye Gerard" And I left, feeling bad for him, but I felt there was nothing I could do.

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