Angel In Punk Rags

My night was completely ruined by a boy dressed in all black who just so happened to stumble upon my door. He had something different about him, his presents comforted me instead of made me defensive. Charley sat on my bed staring at my ceiling as Gerard followed me onto my room. He was fiddling with his hoodie strings, being completely still otherwise.

"Uh, Charley, this is Gerard. He need a place to stay for the night." I mumble as I pull out the spare mattress from under my bed. Charley looks at Gerard and Gerard looks all around the room.
"Aren't you a little old for imaginary friends?" He ask sitting on the mattress, smirk dancing on his lips. Charley growls in defense.

"I'll kill him Frank. I swear to god I'll slit his pathetic throat." Charley yells and gets face-to-face with him. Charles pulls his hand back to smack Gerard but it only travels through his face. He groans and levitated over to me.

"He's not imaginary." I state blankly. "He's my best friend and he died a few months ago. It's his spirit." I explain and his expression becomes dark.

"Interesting." He says sitting me down next to him. "Tell me Frankie, have you always been able to see the dead?" He ask with a firm grip on my wrist. Charley stood behind me looking as if he was going to kill Gerard at any moment.

"No, just Charley. Now, of you don't mind letting go..." I say trying to yank my arm out his grasp, but he only latches on tighter.

"Oh but Frank, I can't. You see letting go would equal no answers, and I do enjoy answers." Gerard's nails were digging deep into my skin, leaving thin bruises across my veins. His eyes locked with mine putting me in an almost hypnotic type state.

"Dude just tell me what you want to know!" I said loudly. Trying again to pull away. Charley was attempting his "voodoo ghost magic" on Gerard, but failing. He was normally able to get people to do what he wanted but in this case, Gerard had the upper hand.

Gerard chuckled darkly and let go of my slightly bleeding wrist. He flashed me a wicked grin before turning towards the direction of Charley.

"Go back to the graveyard kid," Gerard said jerking a thumb towards my bedroom window. "Let me and your boyfriend talk for a bit." Charley gave him a disbelieved look but flew through the window anyway. Gerard turned towards me, having me, again look into his hazel eyes.

"I thought you couldn't see him..." I say trying to look away from his eyes. What's this dudes problem? I'm so confused, my emotions are big jumbled mess right now. "What are you?" I ask. He wasn't human. His hands were too cold, his eyes were too perfect, his skin was too soft, and he was too confident. It was unnatural, he wasn't human.

"I'm your worst nightmare Frankie. Born and raised in Hell just to fuck with your mind." He cackled and just seemed to vanish.
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The next morning I was awoken by my alarm clock and it's excessive beeping. It read 8:01 on November 17, a Saturday. Great, I get to sleep in today. I click the off button and roll over in bed to see a folded piece of paper sitting on the opposite pillow. On it, it had 'For Frank' on it in small, almost illegible, writing.
I unfold it to find a chain and a pentagram charm taped in. I untapped it and put it around my neck. It also had a message that reads 'Here Frankie, wouldn't want the dead to hurt you while I'm not around. XOG' What the fuck even...? G? Whose G? Gerard!? At the bottom of the paper was a seven-digit number. I grab my phone from the bedside table and type the number in. It doesn't even ring once before someone answers.

"Hello?" The voice on the other end says in the same high, Jersey voice I'd heard last night it was Gerard.
"Yes, hi, Gerard. Can you explain this stupid necklace in my hands?" A dark chuckle comes from the other end of the line.

"Hmm, yea I could. How about we meet up somewhere, say my old place? About an hour outside of town?"

"What? No! Can't you just tell me over the pho-"

"Ill pick you up. Bye-bye Frankie." And the line went dead.

Notes

Hola! So just wanted to say this will probably be updated everyday. Anyway Stay P.L.U.R.