Safe 1

Black Flag sounded out in the quiet, dark room. Cursing the ungodly hour, Frank reached blindly for his phone, knocking a half-full glass of apple juice over his pillow in the process, causing him to sit, bolt upright, in bed, and curse even louder. Finally, he picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

Silence.

"Oh, for fuck sake!"

He hissed.

"Hello? Who's there? It's the middle of the night asshole! What do you..."

"Frank?"

A small, scared sounding voice interrupted his rant, followed by a sniff.

"Gee? Is that you?"

Frank asked, hesitantly.

"Frank... He... He found me!"

The voice on the line whimpered.

"Shit!"

Frank muttered, under his breath.

"Gee? Where are you? I'll come get you babe!"

Silence.

"Gee?"

"Oh God! He's in the house!... Nonononono!"

The voice sobbed.

"Gee, I'm coming, hold on."

Frank said, yanking on his faded converse, and grabbing his car keys.

"Oh God, oh God, oh God........Frank?..."

"I'm here sugar, I'm coming!"

Driving out of his street.

"I love you Frank!..."

His voice sounded so small, so lost.

"Baby, I love you too! I'm nearly there, hold on sugar."

Driving, breakneck speed through the centre of the dark town.

"Shit, shit!..... FUCK... NO... GET AWAY FROM ME........AAAAHHH!............"

Click, the line went dead!

"Gee?... GEEEE!.... Oh fuck, oh fuck, come on, come ON!"

Frank urged himself on, foot to the floor, skidding round corners through the rain slicked streets...when the hell did it start raining?
5 minutes, that felt like a lifetime, later, Frank slammed the breaks on and was out of the car without even turning it off. Running towards the house he'd spent so many wonderful days...and nights in, fear coursed through his veins as he saw the door hanging open, the house, dark and quiet.

"Gee?"

He breathed into the cold night air. Silence...

"GEEE!"

He screamed, suddenly finding his voice, and legs again, as he started running, manically around the small, 2 story house, searching for the man he loved with all his heart, the man he'd been in love with since they first met, back in grade school, ...the man he was planning to ask to marry him ...Gerard!

The last room! Gees bedroom! The door was open, just a crack! Franks heart pounded in his ears, fear ripping the breaths from his lungs in ragged gasps.

"Gee?..."

He whispered, pushing the door open, terrified of what he would see.

The room was trashed! Comics, CDs and DVDs, usually neatly stacked, were scattered around. The lamp from his bedside, smashed on the floor. The chair he'd spend hours in, drawing at his desk, lay on its side across the room, with, what looked to Frank from his position by the door, to be a broken leg.
But one thing was missing... One very important thing wasn't there... Gerard!

"No!"

Frank sobbed.

"Not again!"

Collapsing to his knees, his head spinning and pounding, Frank gasped for air.

"Gee!...."

Darkness swarmed through his vision as he slumped, unconscious to the floor, unaware of just how close he'd come to getting there on time.

Just 2 streets away, a grubby grey panel van spluttered into the night. The driver, a thin man with long, greasy hair, a bit too much stubble to be considered attractive, and many, many tattoos. The passenger, in the back, hands tied behind his back, with a sock, of questionable origin, stuffed in his mouth, had soft black hair that normally hung to just above his shoulders, but which, right now, lay over his face, as he lay, unconscious on the floor of the van, being jostled about at every turn. Gerard was in a whole heap of shit!...

Notes

Hiya chipmunks.. This is old, but I've edited, so enjoy.

comment and peace out!
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ps..I won't be commenting on every chapter, so just enjoy the fic.
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