'We've got a problem,"I gestured to the bedroom.
"Gerard what did you do?"Frank sidestepped me and started moving towards the door.
"No wait! It's Jim,"I grabbed Frank with my clean hand.
"You killed Jim?"Frank looked at me, shock and fear spreading across his face. Jesis he thought I had killed someone.

"What?! No! I walked in and he was sitting on the ned covered in blood. When he finally told me what happened he said that he got home and his girlfriend was in bed with a guy drinking beer and he snapped and killed them both."
"Jesus christ... Right well um... Should- should I go check the apartment? See if- they're still alive maybe?"Frank suggested with a shrug of his shoulders.

"I dont think we should go in there. I mean, we could already be suspects or something. Just call the cops I'll go and check on Jim,"I moved back to the bedroom door. Frank nodded and went to the kitchen where the phone was. I opened the door and went to sit on the bed but stopped. Jim was on the window sill now, the window wide open and his legs dangling out.
"Jim? Why dont you get down from there. Come on, we can get you cleaned up aye?"I slowly took a few steps closer.

"Gerard... I killed him. I decided that they didnt deserve to live... Oh god... Chloe is going to hate me... He- he was our best friend... He was gonna be my best man... And I killed him. Brad's parents... They didnt deserve to lose their son... I dont deserve to live..."The whole time Jim had been saying this I had slowly been edging closer. I was right next to him and he still didnt know I was this close. Jim turned to me just as I grabbed his arm. I meant to pull him inside but he had gotten a fright and tried to move away from me. But there wasnt anywhere to move to. So now I was calling for Frank to help me haul Jim back in the window.

"Let me go Gerard!"Jim shouted.
"Jim! I'm not letting go! For fucks sake we can help you! Frank where the fuck are you?!"
"Jesus!"Franks arms were suddenly around me, tugging me backwards. We were up on the 8th floor. If he dropped he would most likely die.

"I said let me go!"Jim screamed. Frank and I pulled harder.
"Whats all the noise? Oh my god!"Claire was suddenly popping her head out the next window.
"Claire! Get back inside now! Stay in there and dont come out until we say so!"I yelled as Frank and I managed to get Jim bit by bit closer to the window. Frank let go of me and moved next to me.
"Jim! Take my hand!"Frank shouted. He slowly reached up and grabbed Frank's hand with his free one. After that it only took a few more seconds to haul him inside. We were all collapsed in a pile, trying to catch our breath.

"If I had walked in two seconds later than I did this would have looked totally wrong. Anyone wanna tell me whats going on?"A gruff amused voice said behind us. We all turned in the doorway, looking down at us all. A second later another cop came up behind him and said not too quietly,"Two bodies in there. One mutilated the other an unconscious woman. The fucks going on here?"

We all scrambled to our feet, Frank grumbling about there being blood on his t-shirt.
"I'm gonna go check on Claire,"Frank sighed,"I just helped get the guy inside I dont know anything."
"So uh- Jim here, um... Do you wanna tell these guys what happened?"I turned to where Jim was slowly edging towards the window.

"No Jim get away from the win- no! Holy fuck!"I thumped into the wall in time to see Jim hit the ground 8 stories below. My mind went blank. I couldnt believe he had just done that. One of the cops said something about getting an ambulance here or something and the other one just guided me onto the bed, talking nonsense about getting me someone to talk to and everything is gonna be fine.
"Claires fine shes- wheres Jim?"Frank looked from my face to the window and his face just crumpled up.

"Frank once we sort all this out I think we should take Claire back to your Mums,"I said quietly. Frank came and sat next to me without a word.
"Jim he- why would he do that? Surely he could have- he ahd been drinking Frankie..."I found myself saying,"He cant have taken his meds and- Chloe jesus. I've met Brad once and he seemed really nice... Fucking hell."
"I know Gerard,"Frank pulled me into a hug and we just stayed like that for the rest of the night, the whole thing passing by in a blur. Telling the poilice what we could. At some point one of them told us Jim didnt make it but Chloe did. Then Frank had somehow gotten me and Claire downstairs and into his car.

"Sorry its so late Mum,"Frank whispered as he carried in a sleeping Claire. I stumbled past him and up the stairs. I needed a shower. Frank could tell her what happened. Ten minutes later I was standing under the boiling hot water and Frank was coming into the bathroom.
"Been a big night,"I said and wiped the side of the shower so I could see Frank through the glass.

"You could say that,"Frank muttered,"Can I get in with you? I feel really gross and I need a hug."
"Please,"Was all I could think of to say. Frank quickly undressed and joined me. I wrapped my arms around him and held him close, resting my chin on his head. Frank held me tightly and started crying.

"Shhh... I know... Shhh..."I whispered. I closed my eyes and started swaying with him. After about 5 minutes Frank had finally stopped sniffing.
"Gerard we're using too much water. Mum is gonna kill us probably,"Frank took a step back and grabbed the shampoo.
"Too true,"I sighed. Frank squirted some out and handed it to me. Another 5 minutes and we were hugging each other just wrapped in towel.

"I'm not putting those clothes back on,"I groaned as I spotted dried blood on the shoulder of my t-shirt.
"Here,"Frank opened the linen closet and pulled another towel out,"I think some of your clothes are in my room."
"Mmm..."I plodded along wordlessly behind Frank and into his bedroom.

Frank flicked the light on as I dropped my towel and fell onto his soft bed.
"Gerard do you wnat your boxers?"Frank bent over and held a pair up.
"Nope. I'm fine like this,"I smiled as I wriggled under the blankets completely.
"Fine, I'll let you sleep naked. But if Mum walked in in the morning and the blankets have fallen off she's gonna kill you,"Frank said airily and went to turn the light off.
"Gimme the boxers,"I shoved my hand out and waited.
"Thought so,"Frank said triumphantly and gave me my boxers.

I pulled them on under the blankets and waited as Frank put his own on and turned the light off before sliding into bed next to me. Frank rolled onto his side and I moved to spoon him. I kissed the back of his neck and whispered,"We can talk about stuff another night. I just wanna sleep and forget it all."
"Sure thing... Love you Gerard,"Frank whispered back sleepily.
"Love you too pumpkin,"I murmered. I kissed him once more before falling asleep instantly.

-time lapse-

When I woke up Frank wasnt gone and the clock on his bedside table told me it was half past ten. I rolled onto my back and stared at the ceiling as everything of yesterday came back to me.
"Jesus christ..."I groaned and sat up. It was a thursday. I was here by myself. And Frank had probably taken his car to work. I could either walk to see him or wait here all day til he gets back...

My phone buzzed from somewhere in the room. I spotted it fifty miles away on the window ledge.
"Fuuuuck,"I moaned and somehow dragged myself out of bed. It was from Frank.

'Hope you're feeling okay. Persuaded Mum to go to yours and get some clothes for you. Your other ones are in the wash. Come see me at 2 for my break. Love you xx'

My eyes travelled round the room and found my clothes.
"Frank you beauty,"I grinned. He had brought my favourite t-shirt. I quickly dressed and grabbed Frank's keys from his drawers then raced downstairs. This house was horrible when it was empty. It was sort of large and echoed a lot if there werent enough people. I hated being here without Frank. I grabbed a can of coke from the fridge then went to see Frank at work.

-time lapse-

Frank was so oblivious at work. He didnt even notice me slip past him and sit in the booth right down the end. Melissa appeared suddenly with a grin on her face,"Frank doesnt know you're here does he?"
"Not a clue. Okay uh, give him the most difficult order you can think of and then my usual,"I grinned.
"Got it,"Melissa winked at me then sauntered off.

I heard Frank swear behind the counter and grinned. I picked up my phone at a text and smiled. It was from Mikey.

'Yo, theres a new kid in town. His names Gabriel and Pete's convinced he likes dick but I dont think so. He doesnt seem to want to make friends. He's cute tho'

Two coffees thumped down in front of me and Franks angry voice said,"You fucking douchebag. I should have known it was you."
"Hey pumpkin. Having a good day so far?"I smiled innocently.
"Fuck you,"Frank pushed his hair from his face and sat in the seat across from me.
"Sure you can sit here? Arent you supposed to be working?"I glanced at Frank's boss down the other end of the place.
"I got a minute. I did a fuck load of baking at six in the fucking morning so I deserve a quick sit down."

I took a sip of my coffee and almost spat it out,"Jesus thats disgusting what the fuck was that?"
"The bogus coffee you ordered,"Frank took a sip of the other one and smiled in delight,"This is your actual coffee."
"Gimme,"I snatched at it and knocked the other one over. Hey no loss there.
"Dick. Now I have to clean,"Frank groaned. He gave me my coffee and stood up.

"What time do you finish? I'll pick you up."I said and took a sip of my coffee,"Sweet mother fucking jesus thats good."
"Thanks,"Frank smiled,"I finish at 5. And Mum did want me home tonight but that might be different after last night."
"I dont know if I wanna stay at mine tonight... I need to clean my bedroom and shit but... Yeah..."
"Well. If you're free at 2 come down for my break,"Frank leaned down and kissed me,"Gotta clean up now thanks to you. Be back in two tics."

I stared at the back of Frank as he rushed off behind the counter. A minute later he returned with a cloth and floor cleaner.
"I'll clean my place after this coffee. Call Mikey then come down for your break. Sound good?"I stared at Frank again. He had his ass in the air as he cleaned.
"You're staring at my ass arent you,"Frank stopped moving and looked at me over his shoulder.
"Damn right I am. So does that sound good?"I grinned at him.
"Sounds perfect. I'll ask Mum if she wants me home tonight,"Frank stood up and looked at me.

"Okay. I'm gonna go home to clean then I'll get ready for our lunch date and call Mikey,"I smiled. Frank nodded and kissed me again before sauntering off back behind the counter and out the back. I grabbed my coffee and yelled a goodbye to Frank even though he probably couldnt hear me before going outside. The bright sun blinded me for a second as I struggled to unlock his car.

"For fucks sake,"I muttered. I set my coffee on the roof of the car and jiggled the key around. It didnt work,"Fuck!"I yanked the keys out and stomped back inside. Frank was steaming milk with a grumpy look on his face. He looked up and his face lit up when he saw me.
"Frank I cant unlock the car,"I grumbled. I took a sip of the coffee and immediately felt slightly better.

"Okay hold up. I'll just finish steaming this,"Frank said and turned back to the milk. A second later he thumped the jug down and cleaned the steam wand before turning to someone I didnt know,"Can you finish making these coffees? A large mocha and a large flat white with 2 sugars?"
"No problem boss,"The guy nodded took Franks place. Frak came round to my side of the counter and took the keys from me. We went outside and he shoved the key into the lock and started wriggling it.

"You just- have to- give it a good- jiggle- fuck,"Frank stopped moved and stared at the broken key.
"Well done. Now what?"I smiled.
"Oops. Thats gonna delay things,"Frank sighed and started walking back inside.
"Delay things? We cant drive your car anymore dick,"I followed him inside. A strong smell of muffins suddenly filled my nostrils and made my stomach rumble. I needed to grab something to eat soon.

"Gerard we've been over this. I like dick,"Frank said loftily then disappeared out back.
"Disgusting,"An old woman nearby gave me a dirty look before walking out with her coffee. I scowled at her before following her out.
"Hey!"I shouted and ran after her. I put my hand on her shoulder and made her stop walking and turn to face me.

She had the head of a cat. I blinked and rubbed my eyes and saw her normal pissed off face. Weird.
"Call me disgusting all you want but you dont talk about my boyfriend that way,"I glared at her.
"Get your hand off of me. Fag,"She shook my hand off and took a step back.
"No. Come on, you can apologise to my boyfriend,"I grabbed her hand and started tugging her along.

"Get off of me!"She started pulling away but I kept a strong enough grip to keep her but not to hurt her,"Help! Help me!"
Frank was standing outside Starbucks staring at us. Across the road, a cop was making his way towards us. Shit.
"What the hell is going on here? Sir, I'm gonna have to ask you to let her go,"The police officer said. He set his hand on his baton, in a slightly threatening way.

"I want her to apologise to my boyfriend,"I stopped walking and pointed to Frank who was now making his way towards us.
"What? What did she say?"The cops face changed. I couldnt tell what it meant though.
"She said we were disgusting. I told her she can insult me all she wants but she does not call my boyfriend names."
"Just let go of me! This is insane!"The woman tugged but I kept a hold of her.

"So, lemme get this straight. This woman saw that you two were gay, called you both disgusting and now you want her to apologise?"The cop sighed.
"Yes. Just because we like the same sex does not mean we are disgusting. We have feelings too you know. How would you like it if we called you disgusting because you like the opposite sex?"I turned my glare to the woman. She had stopped struggling now and was just looking impatient.
"M'am. I'd like you to apologise,"The cop said quietly.

"Seriously? Wow,"Frank's shocked face turned smug. He hadnt said anything until now.
"I- for goodness sake just- let- me- go!"The woman started tugging again.
"M'am, I could have you for slander against the Starbucks company. Unless you apologise,"He looked at her seriously. Jesus, he was serious.
The woman looked from his face to mine before looking at Frank,"I'm- sorry for calling you disgusting. I understand that what I did was wrong. You're not disgusting for- the way you are. Would you let me go now? I'm late for a meeting,"
"Thanks!"I grinned and let her go. She glared at me before walking away as fast as she could.

"Gerard. What the fuck?"Frank grinned.
"I know. I got so pissed off though. You went inside and she just called us disgusting and I wanted to slap her. Instead I got her to apologise. Ha! Did you see her stupid face?!"I shouted loud enough for her to hear.
"Hey, dont go getting me to make you apologise to her now,"The cop smiled and walked away.
"Hey thanks by the way!"I called. He waved a hand over his shoulder in response and disappeared around a corner.

'Anyway. I have some spare keys,"Frank held them up to me,"You just have to unlock it from the passenger side. Its not buggered there, I'll have to get that sorted later."
"Right, well I'll get going. You need to get back to work,"I gave him a kiss and went back to the car as Frank went back inside Starbucks. I went round to the passenger seat and unlocked the car,"Fuck- shit- ow- bollocks- fuck!"I cursed and pulled my legs through the awkward space between the two seats and finally got into the right spot to drive.

-time lapse-

"Jesus..."I sighed. Where Jim had been sitting was a big red patch. It made me feel nauseous just looking at it. The cops had spoken to me about making a statement or something today but I did not have the energy to talk to strangers about seeing a good friend of mine kill himself. I turned around and left my bedroom. I pulled my phone out and dialled Mikey's number.

"Hey Gerard. Whats up?"Mikey answered on the second ring.
"Hi Mikey I uh-"And then I burst into tears and told him everything.
After about five minutes of me blubbering Mikey just said,"Gerard I'm really sorry but I've gotta go. I'll uh call you tonight though okay? I'm really sorry about this. Oi! What the hell do you..."And then he was gone. I stared at my phone in confusion. What the fuck? I dialled Mikey's number again but it went straight to voicemail.

"For fucks sake Mikey,"I grumbled. I threw my phone onto the couch and stared at it for a few seconds before picking it up again and calling Frank,"Come onnn pick up pick up pick up,"I sighed as it continued ringing. The sound of coffee grinding and loud chatter suddenly filled my ears.
"Hi Frankie..."I sighed.
"Gerard I cant talk right now,"Frank's out of breath voice said,"Call me again in about 15 minutes okay? Large flat white?!"And then he was gone as well. I shoved my phone into my pocket and went into the bathroom. I scowled at my reflection in the mirror. My hair was a complete mess and my face looked like a zombie. It was close to two and I did not want to look like this for Frank.

I went back to my room to straighten my hair but faltered because of that god damn blood.
"For fucks sake!"I shouted and ripped the blankets and sheets off. I dumped them in the corner and stared at the bare mattress,"Where the fuck are the sheets?"I grumbled. I stomped out into the lounge and stumbled over myself.

Frank was standing by the front door looking weirdly worried and- not real?"You alright? I got here as fast as I could. You didnt sound so good on the phone."
I rushed at him and tackled him in a hug,"How'd you get off work?"I whispered.
"Well you sounded really upset and I told them you sounded like you were in trouble and the ley me go on my berak early. Whats up? Gerard you look like you've seen a ghost,"Frank pulled back and scanned my face.

"I'm just in a really weird mood. I feel like my skin doesnt fit my body,"I wriggled around in his arms. He grinned at me but then his grin turned into a snarl and he shoved me down to the ground. I stared up at him and blinked.
"Oh jesus,"I gripped the sides of the hand basin and looked at my pale face in the mirror,"What the fuck?"

I turned the tap on and splashed my face with water. What the fucking hell was that? I walked back out into the lounge and stumbled over myself.
"Frank?"I blinked multiple times and rubbed my eyes.
"Gerard? Gerard whats wrong?"Frank rushed over from putting his keys on the bench to me, worry in his eyes. That was more like Frank.
"You're not gonna push me over are you?"I mumbled and fell against his shoulder.
"Gerard why would I do that?"Frank slowly moved me onto the couch.

"When you didnt call back I got worried cause you didnt sound so good. I tried calling you but there was no answer so I got here as soon as I could."
"Frank I think Mikey's in trouble,"I muttered and closed my eyes.
"Shh I know just go to sleep,"Frank whispered, stroking my face softly. I leaned into his touch and then everything went black.