You only hear the music when your heart begins to break

Gerard's POV

Oh God... Someone please help me.......?
Frankie.......?
Anyone.......?
..............?

Suddenly there were two loud bangs, so loud my ears started to ring. FUCK my hangover!
The thugs let go of my arms and I dropped with a groan to the dirty alleyway ground, curling into a ball, and wrapping my arms around my head.
I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to ignore the fact that my ass was currently still hanging out of my jeans.
I heard the monsters running away. Well, STUMBLING away, would be more accurate "Ya betta run, ya ugli fockas" Someone yelled nearby. I whimpered and held myself tighter, fear coursing through my whole being "Hey now..." The voice grew soft, and close ".. You ok?.. I ain't gonna hurt ya... Did they..?... I mean.. They didn't... Did they?" A hand touched my shoulder, I cried out and threw myself away "Woah.. It's ok, it's ok... You're safe.." The man crouched down a few feet away from me. My face was still hidden in my arms "Im Nic.. What's ya name kid?"
Shaking badly, I slowly lifted my head, just enough to peek over my left arm at him "G..Gerard" I stuttered. The man was bigger than me, probably taller, and DEFINITELY heavier, and he was older, maybe 50?!
He had messy brown hair, that reached his shoulders, but was receding badly, and bright inquisitive eyes that stared at me with concern.
And a gun, hanging lose from his fingertips... THE BANGS!
My eyes grew wide as I spotted the weapon, and I shrunk back away from him.
Seeing my reaction, he slipped the gun into the back of his pants "Hey.. It's ok.. It's gone, see?.." He showed me his empty hands and smiled "Let's get you up.. Ok?" He moved slowly toward me, his hands out in a non-threatening gesture. I sobbed and flinched wildly as his strong hands slid around me and pulled me up off the floor " I'm not gonna hurt ya.." He repeated as I tried to get out of his grasp.
After a moment or two, I started to calm down a bit, and allowed him to help me. My legs were wobbly and I could barely stand, so I gripped onto his leather jacket and held myself up as he hoisted my skinnies back up to my hips, my face burning with embarrassment, and with shaky fingers, I did up my button and fly "Th..thank you.." I whispered, my voice cracking as more tears started to fall.
"Aww, come on, don't cry.." He said, pulling me gently against him. I tensed up for a moment.. then relaxed in his embrace ".. You live round here?..." I shook my head against his neck, he chuckled
".. What?.. You on vacation?.. Staying at a hotel?..."
Again I shook my head "Bus.." I whimpered.
"Huh?.." He sounded confused "What?.. You came by bus?.."
"No I..err.. I live on a b..bus..." I looked up at him through my tears, he cocked an eyebrow at me, I KNEW I had to explain "I'm in a b..band... We're on t..tour... In a bus.." I started sobbing again.
Nic smiled at me "So where IS this bus?.. I'll get you back safe.."
"I.." I swallowed hard ".. I don't know... I h.had a row w.with my f..friend... I walked o.off... And I g.got lost.." I sniffed pitifully.
Nic sighed "Well, were you parked at a venue? Or by a hotel? Or...?"
"Venue.." I murmured ".. But I don't re..remember the name.."
"There's really only one venue round here that attracts out of town talent, it's called The Murcury.. That sound familiar?.." He raised his eyebrows at me.
I frowned slightly "Maybe.." I pushed out of his arms and rubbed my tired eyes with the back of my hand ".. Yeah, I THINK that's it.."
Nic laughed "You're in luck then kid, it's not far from here. I'll walk ya back"
He was right, after just five minutes walk... during which he explained that what had happened to me tonight, had happened to his son on a night out, but no one had been there to stop it, and THAT was why he was roaming the streets at stupid-o'clock in the morning, with a loaded gun...we turned a corner, and there was the parking lot, and, more importantly, the tour bus.
I thanked Nic, hugging him awkwardly, then headed inside, as quietly as I could, so as not to wake the guys.. cos I was SURE they would all be asleep now, it WAS about 2am.
As I climbed on board, the whole place in darkness, I sighed deeply.. Guess it's not just Frankie that doesn't give a shit about me any more.
Head down, I shuffled through to the bunks. I could hear snoring, and as I looked, I found Mikey curled up in his space, a stuffed unicorn cuddled in his arms.. I chuckled at that, and Ray laying flat out on his back in HIS bed with one leg hanging off the edge, and his mouth wide open... HE was the one snoring.
I turned to look at Frankie.. He wasn't there!
I thought for a second that he could be in the bathroom, such as it was, but I could see from where I was that the door was open a bit, and the light was off, sooo.. NOT in there. So where was he? There's only so many places to hide on a bus like this...
Suddenly, I REALLY needed a drink.
Kicking off my boots, I climbed into my bunk, and dug out my bottle of J.D.
There wasn't much left, I'd have to get some more soon, but I chugged the last of it, feeling the alcohol burn down the back of my throat.. Ahhhhh, SO good.
Capping the empty bottle, I returned it to its spot under my mattress, I'd get rid tomorrow, and tried to get some sleep.
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*DREAM*
"Well boys, wha do we ha here?"
"Listen, I..I don't want any trouble" I croaked.
"What's a little FAG like YOU doin' in our town?"
"Please.. I just wanna go home..." I whimpered.
Suddenly two of the men had grabbed my arms, another slapping his beer scented hand over my mouth and nose so I couldn't scream for help... And I ALSO couldn't breathe!...And then they were dragging me towards an alleyway...
The first punch struck my stomach..Then a punch to my jaw.
"Don't bust 'im up TOO much lads...He's kinda pretty..We could have some.. FUN!"
"Please no.. Please don't... Please..." I sobbed.
"Hold 'im still boys..This is PROBABLY gonna hurt...A LOT!!"
"NOOOOO!!....." I screamed.
*END OF DREAM*
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I woke up gasping and shaking violently, to see Frankie staring wide eyed in at me "What the FUCK Gerard?.. You disappeared off to God ONLY knows where, and when you come back you don't bother to call me to say you're ok.." Shit, he looked so angry ".. I was out looking for you, if you even care.." He sighed ".. Can't believe I wasted my energy.. I'm going to sleep.. Night" Then he climbed in his bunk and turned his back to me. He really DOES hate me..
Rolling over to face the wall, tears sliding from my eyes, I tried to sleep... Two hours later, it finally happened.
Perhaps I should've stayed lost.... Perhaps I should've just let them kill me....

Notes

Geesgirl here, sorry I've been kinda busy, didn't update.. In fact, I haven't updated ANY of my fics for a few days.. Been feeling crappy, doubting my ability to write anything you'd want to read.. STILL doubting it actually, but I needed to get this going again, so here it is...
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