Prison

Frank's P.O.V

I was led in bed and then I remembered that Gerard actually did have pencil crayons, so I had to think up something else to buy him. So far he only has a sketchbook, a pencil and crayons. Should I get him a kit with like a pencil, rubber and a sharpener in? Do they even sell those? I don't even know. Okay, I'd have to think of something else then.
Then my heart dropped as I had an awful realisation. How the fuck had Gerard been sharpening his pencils if he didn't have a sharpener. My heart started beating even faster as I thought back to what he was saying ages ago. He wasn't actually saying this to me, but he was saying it in his sleep. He said something about cutting, and self harm. He's done it in the past, if you look then you can see the scars on his wrists and his hips, oh and his thighs too. So he must have a blade somewhere and he must be using that to sharpen his pencils, and if he has it, then what's stopping him from...well, cutting at any time. I sighed at myself, irritated at how blind I've been and how I haven't even realised it before.

Gerard's P.O.V

I led in bed, and I couldn't sleep. Frank was awake, I could tell by the way he was shifting around in his bed every two seconds.
I was drifting off to sleep, but just as I was about to go I heard Frank's voice.
'' Gee? '' he called out, his voice was hoarse.
'' What Frankie? '' I asked.
'' C-can I come over there with you? '' he asked. I'm sure I heared his voice crack.
'' Sure...'' I said slowly, wondering to myself what was up with him.
I heard his footsteps coming towards me then felt him climb under the bed sheets and snuggle up next to me.
'' Don't do it, '' he whispered. What the fuck is he talking about?
I stayed silent because I was confused over what he was talking about.
'' Please? '' he said.
'' Don't do what? '' I said, my voice sounded very unsure...because I was.
'' I realised that...well you don't have a sharpener, and that somehow your pencils are always sharp..and uh that you must be using something else..and you were talking about cutting yourself in your sleep one night but I didn't tell you and...just please don't do it! '' he said, bursting into tears at the end.
'' Oh Frank, '' I said, pulling him closer to my chest and resting my head on his shouler. After a while of silence I spoke again.
'' I'm not gonna, I do have a blade, you're right there, but I'm not gonna. I've pulled through all this shit so far and I wont do it now. I only use it to sharpen my pencils, since we came here that's all it's ever been used for, okay? '' I said.
'' Okay, '' he whispered, ''....wait...it's been used for...something else before we came here...?''
I sighed, and decided just to admit it to him,
'' Yeah. Only once, it was just when I found out that I'd be going to prison. I guess...well I guess it just hit me hard and I wasn't expecting any of this to happen and- ''
'' Okay that's enough Gee, '' Frank said, '' I'm gonna make all this shit up to you. As soon as we get out of this shit hole, everything's gonna be perfect, yeah baby? ''
'' Yeah, '' I replied before yawning, '' Frankie...''
'' Yeah Gee? '' he whispered.
'' I love you, '' I whispered back into his ear.
'' I love you more, '' Frank replied, '' now go to sleep baby you need it. ''
'' I do, '' I said, before telling him I love him again and as soon as the room fell silent I drifted off to sleep.

Notes

Sorry if this chapter is really bad but I'm tired as fuck and I really need sleep but this needed to be updated so I had to do it XD x