Bright Lights That Cast A Shadow

As soon as we pulled up in front of the studio I jumped out of the car and raced inside. I startled the young receptionist at the front desk by accident when I burst through the glass front doors. I didn't have time to apologize though as I ran up to the desk.
"Frank! Frank Iero has he been in yet?" I questioned looking hectic and probably a bit crazy. She gave me a wary look and folded her arms over her chest.
"And who are you?" She asked completely ignoring my question.
"I'm his boyfriend," I quickly explained. Her face changed dramatically and she grinned at me.
"Oh you must be Gerard then. Frank talks an awful lot about you. Someday's you just can't shut him up." She paused and looked thoughtful for a second. "I'm Ellie by the way." She held out her hand, which I shook quickly. I'm sure she was a lovely girl, but all the pleasantries were killing me.
"It's nice to meet you Ellie, really, but it's kind of important that I know if Frank's here or not." I was getting more nervous with each passing minute. She frowned.
"I've been waiting for him all morning actually. I need him to sign this contract urgently, but he hasn't shown up yet. He's usually here by now, or calls to say that he'll be late." She began to get a worried look on her face, probably just now taking in my overly agitated state. "He's not in any trouble is he?"
I looked at her with a torn expression. "I-I'm not sure..." I felt as if I were about to cry. My only hope of Frank being safe had been in this studio, and now even that was crushed. I knew know for certain that Lindsey had him, and if she did, he might already be dead.
I left quickly after that, not bothering to stay and converse with Ellie. I felt deflated and numb. I didn't know what to do know but wait for the hospital to call claiming they had the body that was once my boyfriend.
I slumped back down in the passenger seat, sobs beginning to overcome me. Mikey stared at me, probably wondering what to do while I sobbed.
"He never showed up Mikey," I blubbered. "Lindsey has him and he's probably already dead and it's all my fault!" I sobbed harder. It seemed to amaze me, that even now, realizing I might have lost Frank forever, that I still wasn't able to cry tears. This horrible gut wrenching, heart breaking ordeal wasn't enough for me to feel enough pain to cry. It scared me that much more thinking about what would cause me to.
Mikey was about to speak up when my phone rang. I stopped sobbing long enough to stare at it confused. Only Frank, Mikey and Bob had my number, and it wasn't any of them.
"H-Hello?" I answered it shakily, taking deep breathes and trying to calm myself down. It wasn't working and the voice on the other end did nothing to help it.
"Gerard baby! Aren't we having fun!" Lindsey's sugar sweet voice filled my ears. "I have been planning this ever since little Frankie decided to go back to you."
"What the fuck Lindsey!" I screamed. Mikey's eyes widened as he realized who was on the phone. I payed him no attention though, and instead focused all my being into my rage at her.
"So since you're in such a panic I'm guessing you figured out pattern," She sounded bored which pissed me off to no end, meaning she was probably doing it on purpose. "So in that case you realize that this day one year ago I killed James and turned you." She said it so nonchalantly. Like oh yeah and killed this dude, hey wanna rent a movie?
"I swear to God if you hurt Frank-"
"I haven't done anything to him yet except for knock him out. Killing him immediately wouldn't be any fun." I could just picture her smile as she thought over her plans. "And we want to have fun!" She cheered.
"You know that James didn't cheat on you with me!" I yelled at her in frustration. "I was with him before you!"
"What can I say, I'm a jealous girl. He knew what he was getting himself into. You should be happy he's gone. He cheated on you." How could she think that? Never in my life before her did I wish death upon someone. But it seemed like in her mind death was just a game. Make a wrong play and you get killed, simple as that. Her world was black and white with red splashed in between mixing the two. "Anyway," She continued sounding more and more excited. "I brought Frankie to a special place of ours. You could say we have history here. Meet us there and we'll get on with our little game. But don't take too long or else I'll get bored, and I don't think Frankie will like how I entertain myself."
She hung up with a finalizing click. I sat there feeling a mixture between hopelessness, rage, and numbness. I could only stare ahead, and realize just how much of a mess I got Frank into.
"Gerard snap out of it!" Mikey shouted at me, waving a hand in front of my face and breaking me out of my trance. "I didn't catch all of it since it wasn't on speaker phone, but it sounded like Frank was alive. Now I know how you like to shut down in this situations, but Frank needs you. So I need you to pull yourself together and tell me where I'm going."
I nodded and took a couple of deep breaths. "You're right, you're right," I mumbled. He shot me a half hearted grin.
"I usually am." He put the car into drive and pulled out into traffic. "Now tell me where I'm going." I fidgeted nervously, giving him directions as he drove. He asked where we were going at one point, but I just gave him a tortured look. He didn't ask again.
"This is it?" He asked as we pulled into an old apartment building parking lot. The whole place was pretty shitty looking, and it was usually filled with strippers and people who couldn't afford anything better. "Where are we?" Mikey half asked half mumbled to himself.
I meanwhile was panicking in the passenger seat. I couldn't help it, the place brought back bad memories that I had been trying to repress for a year. I gulped, trying my best to steel my nerves so that I could go help Frank.
"We're at J-James old apartment." I managed to choke out in response to Mikey's question. "I haven't been here since the night he died." That stunned him for a second and he just sat there, hands on the wheel, staring at the falling apart building.
"And you're sure he's in there?" He asked raising an eyebrow.
"Positive." He heaved a sigh before reaching to the seat behind him and pulling out a gun box. He tapped a number into the keypad and opened it up, reaching inside and grabbing the gun I gave him. "Let's go get him then," He sent me a small grin before we both got out of the car and approached the building.
I wasn't sure what was going to happen tonight. The only thing I knew for sure was that tonight would be the night that all of this ended. Either Lindsey gets her big finale or we get Frank and the nightmare ends. I wasn't sure which was going to happen though, and the prospect of it going either way both terrified and relaxed me.
Either way, after tonight nothing was going to be the same.

Notes

I'm sorry I haven't posted. I'm actually having technical difficulties. If there are any mistakes in this chapter such as errors in spelling or grammar I'm sorry but my computer isn't giving me time to edit. It literally took me like fifteen minutes to get this posted on here though. Normally I write it on wattpad and then copy and paste it into here but tonight it was being difficult and it was taking a while. So I'm sorry for that. Thank you for being patient.