"Gerard. Its day time. We're both here. Mum's at the house. There isnt a bomb planted inside your apartment. Now come on,"Frank sighed and pulled me through the door out of the stairwell. I was freaking out. It was just as quiet as in my dream and I couldnt stop the panic from coursing through me.

"But what if the girl is there?"I whispered as he dragged me down the hallway towards my place.
"She wont be. Come on, Mum is waiting,"Frank sighed again, heavier this time, and let go of my hand to walk away from me and unlock my door.

"Frank wait!"I shouted. I raced after him as he was about to take a step inside, reaching him just in time to grab the back of his shirt and stop him from going inside.
"Gerard. It's fine. The place isnt trashed. There is no line to trigger a bomb. This place is just how we left it,"Frank took my hand again, holding it firmly as he pulled me inside.

The place really as how we left it. Glasses of coke still on the bench. The phone sitting on the coffee table looking innocent. But I knew how evil it was. It didnt fool me.
"Come on. You grab our clothes. I dont have much here anyway. I'll grab my toothbrush,"Frank said and walked into the bathroom.

I glanced around once more before shutting the door and rushing into my bedroom.
"Hey Gerard do you think we should get rid of the food in the fridge?!"Frank called.
"Probably. I mean we wont be back for a while so I guess yeah,"I replied as I tugged my suitcase out of the closet. I froze at a knock on the door.

I looked out the door to see Frank going to answer it,"No Frank dont-"
"Whatever,"He waved a hand over his shoulder at me and opened the door,"Chloe! Hey! Good to see you're all better."
"Thanks Frank! How are you?"Chloe said happily as she walked in and sat down.

"I'm good. Gerard's here. We're just grabbing some things before we go back to Mum's,"Frank smiled and shut the door.
"Going for lunch?"She asked as I sat down next to her.
"Something like that yeah,"I smiled.

"So guess what. Someone definitely drugged me that night,"Chloe grabbed my hands and looked at me seriously.
"Shit. How do you know?"I gasped. Frank didnt seem interested at all and went to the kitchen to make drinks.

"I went to the coffee shop and asked to look at the security footage and while they were making the drinks that Brad bought someone came in and started arguing with the person making the drinks while someone else working there slipped the roofies in. I'm telling you, somebody didnt like us,"Chloe sat back like it all made sense. Which it didnt.

"Hmm..."I sat back as a memory occurred to me of when I first saw Chloe after Jim had died.
"Gerard why arent you more interest?"Chloe grabbed my hands,"Someone drugged me."
"No I- it just doesnt make sense though..."
"Ugh I know right? Why would someone want to drug me?"She rolled her eyes.

"No no... Not that... Well yes that but also... When- when I first saw you after you got out the hospital... You said Jim came home drunk and off his meds, hallucinating that you and Brad were in bed..."I said slowly. Putting two and two together...
"Uh- yeah..."Chloe shuffled her butt a bit, moving away from me and letting go of my hands.

"But when you me you thought you had gotten drugged... You said you didnt know anything from just after you and Brad started drinking til the hospital... Now that,"I smiled widely at her,"That doesnt make sense."
"Uh Gerard I can explain uh fuck,"Chloe stuck her hands in her bag and started playing with something.

Where the fuck was Frank? I glanced over her shoulder to see him watching us warily from the kitchen.
"Can you explain?"I asked calmly.
"Uh I- fuck this is embarrassing... I have a lying disorder..."She looked down, blushing to the extreme. What?

"You- you have a what?"Frank blurted out.
"A compulsive lying disorder... I'm seeing a therapist for it but it doesnt seem to be doing any good,"She said glumly.
"Oh Chloe,"I said sadly.

"Dont. Dont say you're sorry or anything like that. I hate it. I'm just- I'm just gonna go.. You guys have gotta get back to your Mum's anyway,"Chloe mumbled and stood up, pulling her scarf out of her bag and wrapping it around her neck,"I'm sorry Gerard."

"No its fine. Dont worry about it. We all have our problems,"I smiled and put both hands behind my back to rearrange the cushion behind me.
"You know. Whenever I tell someone... I always feel like a loser. But you? You make me feel like a winner. I feel like I've won,"She grinned at me. I chuckled slightly, my eyes falling down to her scarf. It was a gorgeously bright red one with sparkles all over it.

Chloe started to walk out, saying her goodbyes when it fucking hit me like a brick in the face.
"Wait!"I screeched and stood up.
"What?"She turned around and looked at me.
"Can I see your scarf?"I held my hand out.

"Uh- sure..."She pulled it off slowly, looking at me weirdly, and handed it to me.
"This is nice. Frank? Get your gun,"I said and hooked it around Chloe, spinning her around so she couldnt stop me.
"Gerard what the fuck?!"She screeched, struggling to get away from me.

"Shut the fuck up right now,"I growled in her ear. She stopped struggling as Frank arrived next to me, a loaded pistol in his hands aimed at Chloe.
"Help me. Grab some more rope or something,"I said as I pulled her backwards.

Next thing I knew Frank had a chair for me and I was shoving Chloe into it so we could tie her to it.
"So why did you lie to me about the drugs or whatever?"I puuffed once she was secure.
"I'm gonna call Mum,"Frank pulled his phone out, setting the gun down next to me,"I'll just be outside."
"Be careful."
"Gerard its fine. We've got the traitorous bitch,"Frank smiled.

I nodded and picked up the gun, making sure it was loaded before aiming it at Chloe,"Talk. Now."
"Like hell,"She glared. I nodded and pointed the gun at her foot. Then I shot her. I actually shot her in the foot. It freaked me out that I had done it so easily. I barely had time to register the shock that ran through me because immediately Chloe was screaming.

"Cole- he. Fuck that burns oh my god you disgusting faggot!"She screeched,"Okay. Cole wanted me to split you and Frank up. He said you guys were vulnerable on your own. He wanted me to distract you with thoughts that somebody was watching you by and Frank of course would be so distracted with his 'well earned' promotion that he would say you were being stupid thus distancing you guys. Along with him having to bake all the time. It almost worked if it werent for the fact that your stupid fucking brother was overheard talking about coming here so Cole just had to call you and fucking ruin it. Then I got stuck here waiting for them to get here so I could eavesdrop but of course you had to be pretending to be asleep so I had no idea what happened! Fuck. Cole's mad at me now,"She breathed heavily.

I glanced at her foot to see she was barely bleeding. I had gottent he edge of her foot.
"Right. What the hell is Cole working with Malcolm Griffiths for?"I asked.
"Ha. You think he's working with him? No no no. Try working for him,"She grinned as a loud thump sounded from outside,"That should me him now actually."

"Frankie?!"I shouted. I sped to the door, ripping it open and look down the hallway,"Frankie where are you?!"
"Fuck you,"I heard Frank spit. I dashed down to where it came from and skidded round the corner to find Frank backing away from- Malcolm.

"Franklin. I'm your father. I'm blood. I'm family. You wouldnt turn on that now would you? You're so big since I last saw you in your mothers arms on the street,"He drawled, twisting the bat in his hand.
"You. Are not. My father,"Frank breathed.
Malcolm smashed his fist into the wall, leaving a hole next to the first one,"I fucking am boy. And no son of mine is gonna be a dick sucking faggot now get-"

"Dont you talk to him like that you fucker,"I growled and raised the gun as Malcolm turned around to look at me with disgust.
"Well well well. If it isnt Gerard Way. Man have I wanted to get my hands on you,"Malcolm grinned at me, showing off a gold tooth gleaming even in the dim lighting of the corridor.

"Are you gonna apologise to him?"I took a few steps closer.
"What? To him? That little piece of shit for a son? No. Its you who needs to be saying sorry to me. That bitch took my son away from me. When I finally got the chance to make her pay, you go and attack me! "He snarled, marching over to me.

"I'm beginning to wish I hadnt stopped. Frank get here now,"I said, never taking my eyes off of him.
"Dont you move Franklin. You do as your father says,"Malcolm leant against the wall and looked from me to Frank walking towards me.

"Frank its okay. He wont hurt you. He isnt allowed to,"I smiled at Malcolm,"Arent you?"
"What makes you think that? I can do whatever the fuck I want,"Malcolm laughed a dry hollow laugh full of anger.
"If thats the case why havent you done anything then? Why dont you have a weapon? Or do you still prefer to use your fists?"I smiled even wider as Frank walked past him safely.

"You little shit!"Malcolm growled and lunged at me.
"Malcolm! Dont!"Chloe shouted from the apartment. He froze, his hands dropping back into his pockets.
"Thought so,"I stepped in front of Frank,"Why dont we all go and have a chat? Hmm?"I started moving back towards the apartment door.

"Malcolm you're a fucking idiot. You've fucked up more than I have,"Chloe shuddered as we walked in.
"Dont talk to me that way girly. You're the one Cole is pissed off with. Not me,"Malcolm growled and sat down in the arm chair.
"When he finds out that you couldnt stop yourself from seeing Frank he will be. You fucked up more than I have,"Chloe laughed at him as Frank and I stared.

"What do you think we should do?"I sighed as they started quarreling over who had fucked up more.
"I told Linda what was happening when He showed up so she heard him. She probably sent one of the guys over here,"Frank mumbled,"Why hasnt he tried to untie her if they're on the same side?"Malcolm was staring moodily at the floor as Chloe rambled on about how hard its been for her pretending to be friends with a bunch of fags.

"Dunno... Maybe he doesnt give a shit about her?"I suggested quietly as they stopped yelling and stared moodily at the ground.
"Who cares. He isnt untying her so thats all that matters. What does matter is what we're gonna do now?"Frank took a step closer.

"I aint untying her because Cole said for me not to interfere with anything he is doing over here. All I was allowed to do was watch. And wait,"Malcolm said moodily.
"Wait? Wait for what?"
For my prize. I get a prize once this is over if I help him,"Malcolm stood up and smiled at us.

"Well I dont think you'll be getting that now that you've interferred,"Chloe breathed,"Hey, maybe now that you've already interefered you could do it again and untie me? I'm sort of bleeding right now."
"Nope. Dont want to jeapordaise my chances,"Malcolm said airily as he strolled out past us.

"No- wait- dammit,"Frank sighed as Malcolm started running down the corridor and out of sight.
"Well what are we gonna do with her?"I sat down and looked at Chloe's pale face.
"I dunno..."Frank sat down next to me and stared at her as well. She didnt look good.

"I know. Chloe wheres your phone?"I stood up and looked around for her bag. It was sitting against the couch so I grabbed it and started rooting around.
"What are you doing?"Frank asked.
"We're gonna get her to call Cole. Tell him that she heard us having a massive argument and that you're going to Washington with your family for your birthday and the guys are going back to Jersey while I stay here being depressed and lost,"I smiled cheerfully as I pulled her phone out.

"I aint saying shit,"She snickered and shook her hair out of her face.
"Really? I beg to differ,"I sighed. I walked over to her and aimed the gun at her other foot, pulling the trigger without a second thought.
"Mother fucker!"Chloe screeched, throwing her head back violently. I looked down to see I had actually gotten the side of her ankle.

"Call him,"Frank sighed and went into the bathroom. I scrolled through her contacts and found Cole's name so I called him.
"Here. You know what you're saying?"I held the phone to her ear as it started ringing. She nodded and took a deep breath.

"Cole hey. Listen. Frank and Gerard just had a massive argument. It was so loud I heard the whole thing. Gerard was complaining that Frank was hogging the guys, Mikey in particular, and then it turned into a huge argument about them not having time for each other and how he thiunks Frank is cheating on him!... I know. Can you believe that? So anyway, Frank's going to Washington with his family, the guys are going back to Jersey and Gerard is gonna be here all by himself,"Chloe gushed. She was good at acting.

"You want me to what? But- but thats gross! Oh- ohhh. Okay,"Chloe glared up at me as Cole talked,"Okay then. Alright. I'll call you tomorrow morning then if all goes to plan. Which it should... Bye."
"Whats happening?"I snapped her phone shut and threw it over my shoulder.
"Hey! That cost money dick,"She growled.

"I'll smash it if you dont tell me,"I grumbled and fell down into my seat as Frank came over with two coffees,"Thanks Pumpkin."
"He said that thats fantastic and now he wants me to get you really drunk and to sleep with you,"She sighed.
"Great. You're calling him in the morning telling him that then,"I smiled,"Boy it really does pay to have you around.

She glared at me before taking a deep breath,"So what do we do now? Are you gonna keep me tied up here or something?"
"Well, Frank, the guys and I are actually going back Jersey tonight. Guess you'll have to come with us. Frank do you wanna call Linda and tell her we need another plane ticket?"I smiled at him, satisfied with how this was ending.