Hey Mr. Way

'' A-am I gonna go..? '' I asked Gerard nervously.
'' Look Frank... I don't want you to go...but then on the other hand like they said 'or you'll regret it' at the end I just... '' Gerard looked at the ground and sighed. I didn't want to go..what if they were going to kidnap me, they could do whatever they wanted out there in the dark.
'' Listen, '' Gerard said, suddenly taking his eyes off the ground to look at me, '' we can go, in my car, and I'll let you out and watch you from my car. If there's nobody in sight then we'll just drive straight back home but if there is then I'll watch you from my car and as soon as anything looks suspicious or dangerous then I'll get out and-''
'' Yeah, but what if they're just talking to me then suddenly pull out a knife and stab me?''
'' Hm. That's true. Tell you what, we'll just go and see who it is, if its a complete stranger then we can just drive away again because they wont know who you are or what you look like. Lets just go and see what happens when we get there, I promise I wont let anything bad happen, Frankie.''
I decided to listen to Gerard and go, because I didn't want to 'regret it' if I didn't turn up. I went to get a top on since I never actually put one on because I got distracted earlier, then I put a hoodie over the top because it was probably cold outside. I pulled on my shoes at the same time as Gerard was lacing his up and then we left, Gerard just grabbing a jacket on the way out. I double checked I had my phone in my pocket, and I checked with Gerard to make sure he had his on him too.
We got there exactly 15 minutes since the call, and I scanned the area to see a bunch of teenage boys in tracksuits stood in a group, some of them smoking, some with cans of beer in their hands, in a huddle. I looked over to Gerard who was squinting his eyes, trying to make out who they were. They were too far away to see any of their faces. We sat in silence for about a minute until my phone started buzzing in my pocket.
'' Frank. Where are you, you're late, '' the same voice which I was talking to earlier said to me.
'' I-I..I'm almost th-there...'' I stuttered.
They hung up before saying anything else.
'' They don't look like they could do much harm, '' Gerard said, '' I'll get out and hide behind the wall by the entrance and watch you, you'll literally only be a few meters away from me, nothing can happen in the time it will take me to reach you. ''
I agreed with him, and told him I'd go and see what they wanted from me. We drove down a side road out of eyesight so they wouldn't see me getting out of this car, they'd think I just walked by myself. I said goodbye to Gerard and we shared a quick kiss before Gerard told me I'd be fine, then I got out. I walked quickly down the road and when I got to the park entrance I glanced casually behind me to see Gerard walking along behind me, trying to cover his face and look like he was just a randomer walking along the street. I got just a few steps into the park, which actually wasn't a park it was just a big grass area with paths in it, and then one of the boys in the group turned around and saw me, then in a couple of seconds all the other boys were stood there watching me approach them too.
'' You came, '' one of them said. When I got close enough to see their faces I realised that I'd made a really big mistake. Of course I was too close to get away. The group of boys wasn't just a bunch of random teenagers, but infact I knew them, it was Tyler, and a bunch of other popular kids who were bullies and his friends too.
'' Hello, Frank. I figured that this would be the only way to get the answer to the question I've been asking you for ages now but I've never got an answer out of you. So, Frank, I'll ask you again, do you love Mr. Way? '' Tyler had a smug look on his face.
'' I-I-I..n-no I d-don't... '' I stuttered nervously. Of course, Tyler's response to that wasn't exactly calm. I knew he wanted me to say yes, but I wasn't going to say it. In half a second I felt him punch me in the face, then the stomach over and over, making me feel sick. He kicked my stomach and I fell to the floor, then the rest of his friends kicked and hit me. It all happened in about ten seconds, until I heard someone yelling loudly and in a matter of two seconds everyone had stopped hurting me. I led there still on the floor as I heard one of the boys fearfully stutter, '' M-mr W-Way? ''
'' Yeah, Mr. fuckin' Way. You kids scram, now! Don't you think I wont be in touch with the police about this. Tyler I'm fucking sick of you, I'll be glad when your in a fucking Juvenile Detention Centre, you little shit! Enjoy your last fucking weekend at home you little prat! '' Gerard called as Tyler and his friends all legged it away.
'' Mh fuck, '' I groaned before I started coughing violently.
'' Babe, babe, '' Gerard said, dropping to his knees beside me and wrapping his arms around me, ''I'm so fucking sorry, I didn't mean for any of this to happen babe, I'm so sorry I didn't get to you in time. Frankie I hope you can forgive me babe I'm so sorry I'll take you back home and make you all better you wont be hurting for long I promise you babe. ''
Gerard soothed me as he picked me up in his arms and carried me all the way back to his car. When we got there he held me in one arm as he opened the door, then he placed me carefully in my seat as I started up coughing again. Gerard quickly closed my door and got in at the other side, while I was still coughing so much that I was finding it hard to breathe. Gerard gasped and went wide eyes as I coughed and blood splattered onto my hand.
'' Fuck, '' I cursed as I stopped coughing and looked at my hand, trying to regain breath.
'' That's probably not a good sign...maybe I should take you to hospital- ''
'' No! You can't take me because my mum will find out and then she'll wonder why I'm not at 'my friends' house since that's where I told her I was going this weekend. ''
Gerard sighed and knew I was right, so instead he helped me put my seat belt on then he drove us quickly back to his house, apologizing and telling me he's going to make me better the whole way.

Notes

Guys, sorry shit always has to fuck up Frank and Gerard's nice happy fluffy time, sorry I guess I'm just like that with my personality and how my feelings in real life sometimes affect my story writing... once shit goes down in real life my stories usually get my feelings taken out on them and then I get my characters into shit that once I'm back in a good mood I regret doing and have to get them out of it quickly somehow. It's like some fucked up circle of shit haha how funny sorry I just told you my entire life story there, have a nice day/evening/night whatever time it is by you xo