Jaydee roughly jerked her arm from Franks grip. She glared at him as he tried to grab her again.

“Why can you jet accept it Frank? I love you but if you’re gonna be like this then fuck off.” She said before turning and running down the hall.

She called hear him call her name in the distance but she ignored it and kept going. When she reached the room she burst through the door scaring Gerard half to death.
Gee looked at her flustered expression and walked over to her.

“What wrong?”

“Frank and Mikey are here. I just saw Frankie in the lobby and he said they came here looking for me. He wants to kill you Gee we have to leave.” Jaydee stumbled, out of breath.

“We have to leave. Get the bags.” Gerard said in mono tone and turning quickly to a sleeping Peyton.

He gently picked her up and sighed when she whined and wiggled awkwardly against his body.

“Sleepy.” Peyton mumbled into Gerard’s shoulder.

“I know sweetie you can sleep in the car. We have to go.” Gerard coaxed and took one of the bags from Jaydee.

“Where are we gonna go?” Jaydee asked in a panicked voice.

“I don’t know but we have to leave.” Gerard responded opening the door for Jaydee and following her down the hall.

“Jaydee stay there!” Frank screamed across the hall running towards them.

“Don’t come any closer!” Gerard yelled at him pulling a gun from his back pocket and aiming it at Franks head.

“What are you gonna do mother fucker? Shoot me?” Frank scoffed.

“Not you,” Gerard said pointing the gun towards Peyton’s head.

“Gerard!” Jaydee screeched grabbing his arm.

“You sick fuck! If you touch her I will fucking kill you! You can be sure of that!” Frank
screamed making a few of the room doors open. People peered through the crack in the door and watched in horror as the man placed a gun against an innocent Childs head.

“Get the fuck back Frank!” Gerard screamed back at him. A few of the scared spectators called 911 in a panic.

“Don’t hurt her!” Jaydee began crying. Gerard shot her a heartfelt look hoping she would understand he would never do anything to hurt Peyton. He just hopped it would scare Frank off.

Mikey stormed through one of the doors and watched in horror.

“Gee put the gun down.” Mikey said with his hands up.

“Get back in the room bro and no one gets hurt.” Gerard said taking a few steps back towards the elevator.

“Don’t call me that. You’re not my brother. My brother wouldn’t do something like this. Don’t hurt her.’ Mikey spat.

Gerard glared growing angry. “Fuck you! If anyone follows I shoot her!” he screamed stepping into the elevator with Jaydee. He waited for the doors to close before dropping the gun and returning it to his back pocket.

He felt a sting against his cheek as Jaydee slapped him.

“Don’t you ever do that to her again! I swear to god Gerard if you fucking hurt her I will kill
you!” Jaydee sobbed and stroked Peyton’s hair.

“I would never fucking hurt her Jaydee! The gun wasn’t even loaded. I just knew he wouldn’t back up unless I could scare him! I wouldn’t hurt my own daughter!” He screamed back at her.

Peyton, who was now scared by the constant yelling, began to cry. She wasn’t aware of what was going on but she knew it was bad. She wrapped her arms tight around Gerard neck and cried, burying her face in his shoulder for comfort.

Gerard sighed and rubbed her back gently and kissed the side of her head. “It’s gonna be ok baby girl. Don’t care. You’re gonna be ok.”

Jaydee watched unsure what to think. She was still in shock but she knew that Gerard would never hurt Peyton. It was obvious he only did what he did so they could get away. She needed to trust him

“That son of a bitch is gonna hurt Peyton!” Mikey screamed punching the wall.

“The cops are already on their way. A few people called while everything was going on.

They’re gonna get him.” Ray said trying to calm Mikey.

“What if they don’t?” He asked with tears in his eyes.

“They will dude. And if they don’t we will.” Bob said.

“Did anyone else notice that Jaydee seemed more than willing to go with him?” Ray asked with a confused expression.

“I talked to her a few minutes ago. She said she still loved him. She wanted to go with him.”
Frank mumbled not taking his eyes off the floor.

“She what?” Mikey asked forcing Frank to look him in the eyes.

“She’s still on love with Gerard Mikey. It’s over with you guys. She made that very clear when she admitted to cheating on you with him.” Frank hissed.

Mikey began to shake. He was no more determined than ever. He was going to kill his brother. And he was more than willing to go to prison for it if it meant watching the basterd suffer.