I'll never let them hurt you, I promise

Frank~~
The time for therapy was here, my heart pounded frantically inside my chest as i stand in front of the two large glass door, the building towering over me laughing down at me. knowing everyone inside is going to thing im some sort of crazy person, knowing dr Parker is going to ask me lots of questions which i don't want to answer.
im suddenly broken away from my lingering thoughts when i feel a slender thin hand grasp at mine, interlocking fingers with me and a soft thumb circling on my skin. i turn my head to the side and up slightly to see Gerard's concerned face giving me a half smile
"you okay Frankie?" i smile to myself at how sweet and innocent his voice is realising id much rather be still under the covers in Gerard's bed not here surrounded by the insane
i nod my head smiling widely before reaching up to his face and kissing his cheek. god damn i love him so much.
once inside we sit a bit but when my name is called out i have to leave Gerard behind which is kind of hand. although i am literally going into the next room i don't want to let go of his hand right in the moment when i have to walk away is like im leaving my life line. im just being silly. i wave my hand before mouthing "bye" disappearing into another room and out of Gerard's eye sight.
the room has changed since the last time i came here the walls are now covered with a red and brown floral wallpaper which is not good looking at all, he carpet is a chocolate brow and the furniture is brown leather. not exactly therapy looking at all. however i like it it feeling homely. i sit on the leather sofa and Dr Parker sits opposite me on a chair, his papers and notes on his lap as he starts
" long time no see frank" i tear my gaze away from the floor and too his eyes before nodding and smiling slightly
"well i don't need therapy" i tell him before leaning back into the leather making myself comfortable.
"that's not what your mother says"
"my mother knows nothing" i say half shouting as the sudden anger runs through my veils. the doctor starts writing in his notes now, probably because i lost my temper i decide to play it cool from now on so i can be discharged as quick as possible.
"frank, your mother tells me your having outburst of anger again, like before" like before why the hell would be remind me, i think i know what happened i hate it here.
"aren't i allowed to be angry?" the sarcasm pours out my mouth
"yes, however you know outburst of anger can be a sigh of depression" my skin begins to prickle up at the word. im not depressed any more. im not
"i get angry once and i suddenly have depression, everyone gets mad" i look over at the clock realising i have a lot a time before this session ends
"with you its different frank"
"why, aren't i normal, aren't i human like you and everyone else am i freak?" i ask hurt laced around my words
"you know i don't mean it like that frank, it's just we have to be careful and keep an eye on you we don't want you to end up like you did two year ago" once again the anger creeps up on me, and i loose it. i know getting angry with Dr Parker will only make him more worried about me however he's always bringing my past up and i cant take it any more, i want to leave. i want Gerard
" I get angry once at my boyfriend and i have to come to this shit hole, you don't help you never do and you never did" Dr Parker's eyes widen a little as i realise im now stood up in front of the sofa
"you have a boyfriend?" he ask hopefully, a sparkle in his eye which is odd
"yes and i want to be with him and not here with you" i march my self over to the door and open it before turning around once
"don't expect me to come back" and with them i march out the door and back into the waiting around to find Gerard.

Jaylin's POV~~~~~~
Once again Gerard has walked with frank leaving me to get the bus with mikey after school. im not complaining because i really like mikey he's funny and sweet however my besfriend doesn't seem to want to spend time with me any-more. im completely happy that he's got frank and their in love and what not however i would be much more happier if i wasn't being left out and forgotten.
once the bus stops at our bus stop me and mikes get off and start to walk towards the house
"yeah mikey, ill just stay here for a minute" i say gesturing to the packet of cigarettes in my hand. he nods and walks off into the distance towards the house. i cant smoke in sight of the house if my mum ever found out i smoked she'd kill me. i take one long white stick out of the packet and place it between my lips before lighting it and quickly inhaling the cancerous fumes.
After smoking about half of it a decide to continue walking realising i will have finished it before anyone will see me as i have to walk down the footpath through the forest.
As i finish and stub out the end of the cigarette i take out my phone and start checking all my social media's and replying to texts from my friends until i suddenly feel a cold palm grab my upper arm, spinning me around to face a tall figure.
he pushes me backwards until he's got me pushes up against a tree in the middle of the deep forest, my eyes quickly take in the persons facial features as my heart pounds in panic and my breathing instantly increases.
"hey Jaylin" the voice is deep and the warm breath hits my face making me almost throw up at the vile smell. wait this person knows my name. i quickly look over the face again and notice the familiar long gressey hair.
"get off me" i say reaching my arms out and pushing the figure backwards so he's not so close. then i see. i see who it is and my stomach does a thousand flips as i try not to throw up right there.
"surprised to see me" the voice lingers in my ear drums as horrid memories start to run through my mind
"what are you doing here?" i ask trying not to look into them mucky green murderous eyes. my voice sounds weak as i suddenly realise im scared of this person.
"he thinks he can leave without saying goodbye, i think not"
"leave him alone" i instantly reply protectively
"he's mine" the voice shouts back in sudden anger, coming back close to me and pinning me against the tree again
"Gerard's not your Bert" i whisper turning my head to look down at the floor trying to stand up for Gerard but failing miserably
"he will be" Bert says with a mysterious giggle afterwards "you tell him im looking for him yeah" and with that the dirty figure disapears into the dark gloomy atmosphere of the forest.

Notes

sorry for the wait in updates
last week at school so trying to finish everything.
my prom tomorrow eeecclkkkk
sorry it's not my best writing however i just wanted to update
bret is here. wtf