Pills don't help but it sure is funny

Gerard's P.O.V *

I hurry outside the opening of the mall about to grab a smoke, 5 hours without smoking just
to be thanked with a bitch of a coworker. Atleast I met Frank... Wow Frank.
Outside was starting to get dark, the clouds were orange and red, which made even this filthy garbagecan of a mall look good. It was rain drops on the ground and a whole macdonalds meals spilled everywhere. Yuck, I look over to the bikes seeing about 5 teenagers laughing, wasted as hell. First day at work and already so flattering. It reeked smoke, alcohol and pot around here, and I pretty much knew that was the teenagers fault. And a bit of my smoke, but mostly them.
Alcoholics remind me of how much I miss coffee, I have learnt myself to hate the taste of whiskey and booze. Aren't I so much better than everyone? sometimes I get annoyed by myself. I look over to see that the teenagers are destroying the flowers that I am pretty sure that my brother Mikey had fixed today. He worked pretty hard on it I must say. I have to say something, but I'm not the best improviser. I pull my hair up and tried to stare at them to scare
them away. They just look past me, yuck,
I walk to them to give them a piece of my mind. Feeling confident I stopped walking "what's up old man?" A slightly stoned teenager said. He remind me of myself years ago. Black dirty greasy hair to his shoulders, a chubby face and matching body. I just sigh and try to smile at him. "I'm sorry, Nice to meet you guys but could you please, and I repeat - I'm sorry but could you please not harm the flowers?"
I asked trying to sound less offended than I was.

"Hey faggot, how about you sucking my cock?" One of the guys said. He had brown hair to his shoulders and double lip rings on one side of his lip. He was quite handsome but had to be around 18, and I had no plan to suck his dick obviously. "Spare that to Danny" a girl yelled obviously drunk. I just sigh as response and stand on my tiptoes to make me seem taller and scarier.
"I work here, I could get you guys thrown out" I said sounding mildly angry.
"Angry pants be talkin shit" The girl same girl that talked earlier yelled and laughed an annoying laugh. God that was the drop. I just wanted to lose my shit.
But I remembered Frank, I am suppoused to meet him in a few hours, damn.
"I'm sorry but alcohol is also banned in this area" I said and looked down at my phone about to call the police. The brown haired guy came closer and took me after my neck, for looking as young as he did he sure had a strong grip. He took my phone into his hand and put it in his pocket. "Get to buisness or I will be keeping this" he mumbled.

*timelapse 20:25*

Franks P.O.V *

He weren't here, I walk up to behind the mall, the garbage had attracted a few rats eating on some old chocolate papers. Either I fucked up or he's late. "Fuck" I sat down on the bench nearby and crawled my legs up holding my head up. It was already dark outside. I had 3 cups of coffee, but it felt like I was wide awake, the beating must have made me exchausted. I tried not to make my eyes close, 2 minutes pass. Still no sign of Gerard, I knew that Kit already was home now.
But I would like him to sleep before I come home.. I really am a bad boyfriend. I piss Kit off more than I talk to him, I'm a bad bad man. I'm meeting up with a complete stranger I think is handsome, which kind of boyfriend do that? A bad one. It was 20:31, still no sign of Gerard. I stand up and wipe my eyes as I look and saw that most of the stores are closing down, I sit down again and look at the phone:
7 missed calls from Kit.
"I'm fucked" I say out loud

"Hello fucked, my name is Kit" I heard a voice say.

Notes

whoooooa, (st o p Frnk)