Pills don't help but it sure is funny

Frank P.O.V *


I heard a familiar voice as the doorknob shuffle move, the feelings left after I just met into Gerard were still inside of me, making me feel like I did something wrong. I had no idea
I did kiss him. Well he kissed me, was it my fault?. I have no one to answer that for me
"Frank" I heard a voice whisper quietly, like he was trying not to be heard. and I saw a pair of doc martens step into the apartment. I see a tall man with brown hair and a short beard, or more of a stubble. I had no idea why I described this man, because I knew who this was.

This was my boyfriend, Kit Warner. I look over to Bob taking out my jar of nutella
from the bag. I knew that he was just about to eat it all himself.
As his eyes meet Kit's, they widen. But that's what Bob usually does, he always act like a strong bulldog in front of my friends. I'm not even sure he thinks so himself, but he's also really adorable when he does it. Kit, weren't as cute in fact. He looked like a blown up angry poison fish. "Who is this" Kit asked in a stern voice.

"Don't you remember me?" Bob blurted out quickly. I look over to him without saying anything, just biting down on my own tongue. "Bob, I worked with Frank at the coffee shop, I'm only here for the food" he says giggling a forceful laugh. I knew that he was scared, but I don't really remember them meeting when I think about it.

"Excuse me" Kit said, "I remember you." I felt my heart lighten, like it just went to the bottom of my feet to the top of my neck. It was still uncomfortable. But it was okey now, because Bob knew Kit?.

I just keep quiet not to say anything I regret. "I only came here to pick up some stuff" Kit whispers and walk over to the table in front of our bed. "Have you seen my folders?" He asked in a strong voice and looked over at me. His arms very tight gripped around his black phone. Just as I met his blue eyes, there was something different about them today.

Like the eyes were so different from usual, they had more character than usual. Show more anger, more feelings. "Now" he gritted through his teeth, I quickly stand up and look over to the counter. Where I remember seeing a few folders, I point over to it and look down, trying
not to seem scared, which I was. Dead scared... maybe he would hit me?, In front of Bob?. Well he'd never let me forget that. I can imagine it in my head, 'remember that time Kit hit you?'

"Get them" he whispered as he look over to bed post and rub his finger over the pillow and take something out of it. I see Bob's suspicious eyes meet his hands, they were full of veins and a little muscle mass. Which makes him different from Bob, because Bob were bigger. He was quite taller than Kit in fact, which made him seem like compitition I guess.

I walk over to the counter grab them and hand him them, I saw his arms up close. There were a day or two old marks on his arms, syringe marks.

Kit were on heroin "here you go" I say and quickly sprint to sit down. He just look at me dissapointed as he walk out the door with strong steps. I hear the door close as I breath out loudly. Like I had hold my breath for a long time, Bob had just stood there the whole time. I saw that he was leaning against the fridge and scratching his head. "What was that?" Bob asked
"Heroin" I answer.

Notes

okey sorry if it's shit, I just feel more like updating when it comes comments. I know it might sound cheesy and dumb. But my writing confidence is 5000- :c