Bury All Your Secrets In My Skin

The next morning, Gerard awoke to Frank sleeping peacefully beside him. He smiled, a feeling of love swept over him; he was so perfect. Rubbing his eyes, he hauled himself out of bed and pulled on his trousers, quietly making his way toward the front door. He turned the key in the lock, holding his breath as it clicked loudly. Gerard quickly glanced behind him, making sure Frank was still asleep before pulling the door open before stepping out into the corridor.

“You took your time” Andrea said, her pale skin looked even paler in her black jeans and top and her long blonde hair pulled back in a pony tail with her hands held behind her back. Gerard squeezed his eyes shut for a moment; he really didn’t want to be doing this. “What do you want Andrea” He growled, turning to meet her gaze.

Andrea smiled flicking her hair as she placed her hands on her hips. Her face was reassuring; a soft smiling expression which spoke kindly to him. It was her eyes he found unsettling. They were cold, unfriendly. “Just making sure you were keeping your side of the bargain, you’re not going soft on me now are you?” She asked, raising an eyebrow as she stared directly at his face, as though she was searching for any trace of doubt. Gerard swallowed hard, breaking away from her gaze as he nervously rubbed the back of his head. He couldn’t possibly do that. He had made some mistakes in his life but this was ridiculous! He couldn’t do this to Frank, he loved him too much to hurt him like this.

No he thought to himself

As soon as he wakes up I’ll tell him

I’ll tell him everything

Every last sordid detail

“You honestly think I’m going to do that because you asked me to?” He asked, a thin smile crept onto his face as he began to laugh; shaking his head. “Your pathetic” He added, wiping the tears from his eyes as he began to walk away from her.

He was done with women like her.

Andrea stood there for a moment, feeling insulted by his reaction to the situation. Did he not realise what he was doing? She lashed out, grabbing him by the hair and pulling back his head as she held the knife to his throat, the manic smile creeping onto her face. Gerard froze, fear coursing through his veins as his eyes grew wide with terror. “You will do this for me Gerard. I’ve fought bigger and uglier than you. Do not underestimate me” She growled, pressing the knife into his skin and watching as drop of blood ran down his skin.

She pushed him away, wiping her knife on her jeans as she walked away. “It’s your choice” She called back sweetly before heading downstairs.

Gerard suddenly collapsed against the wall as he fell into a panic attack. The world around him was spinning; He couldn’t breathe, he couldn’t think. He tried to speak, to call out for help but the air felt too heavy, as though an enormous weight rested on his face and chest, pushing him down; crushing him. He fell to the floor, knocking his head on the corner of the wall as he lied on the green carpet, blood pouring from a large gash in head as he fell unconscious.

Notes

What are they planning, is everything really as it seems? x

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