Kill This Venom From My Heart

By the time I turn onto my street my mind is running worst case scenarios and I am speeding, desperate to get there and make sure Gerard is alright. I park infront of the neighbours house, my phone in hand as I get out, ready to dial 911 and have them arrested but as I sneak along the path and the house comes into view I don't see them there anymore. I frown in confusion before I realise if they're not there anymore they either left or got inside and I take off, running around the side of the house and letting myself in the back door and as I slide inside I hear Gerard's voice saying "He's not here, he doesn't want you here so get out." "We're not here for Frank, although I do wish to see him later. We're here right now because you've taken something from me and you need to pay." I've heard enough, hitting call on my phone and when the operator answers I whisper "There's an intruder in my house" giving them my name and address and the operator assures me police are on their way and I drop my phone on the kitchen table before going out into the hallway and following the voices to the living room where I see Gerard over near the now broken window looking terrified and Jamia and Lindsey are standing nearby with their backs to me, a small pocket knife in Jamia's hand and Gerard's eyes lock with mine, pleading with me to protect him. I nod slightly, conveying to Gerard that I won't let anything happen to him and I mouth the words "I love you" before I charge forward, rushing up behind Jamia and wrapping one arm around her chest and neck while my other reaches out and grabs the wrist holding the knife, squeezing as hard as I can and she screams out in pain and her hand releases the knife, dropping it to the floor and I kick out, kicking the knife away from us as Jamia pants out "Frankie I...." But I tighten my arm around her neck, making it harder for her to breathe. Lindsey makes a move towards Gerard, her fists clenched and just as I open my mouth to speak there's a loud banging at the front door and as Lindsey turns to flee, two armed police officers rush into the room, having come in the unlocked back door and Lindsey screams as she tries to run but is tackled to the floor. I slowly release Jamia who is now in tears, claiming her wrist is broken and I step back away from her as one of the officers starts to cuff her and a third comes into the room and spots the knife. I run over to Gerard who is standing against the wall shaking, his eyes swollen with tears and I wrap my arms around him, letting him launch himself into my chest as he lets out a small sob and I tighten my arms around him as I whisper out "I'll never let anything happen to you, I promise. I love you so much baby."

A few hours later after Gerard and I have made statements and the police have investigated and taken Jamia and Lindsey away to the charged i help Gerard upstairs and run him a hot bubble bath, staying with him while he gets in and relaxes before leaving the bathroom to clean up downstairs but as I reach the door Gerard whimpers softly and I walk back over and kneel beside the tub. "Baby it's alright I'm just going to clean up and I'll be right back ok?" Gerard bites his bottom lip and nods and I lean in to press a soft kiss to his forehead. "You're ok I promise, I'll be right back" I say before standing and leaving the room. I go downstairs and clean up all the broken glass, throwing it in the trash before vacuuming the floor to be sure I got it all and then I go into the laundry room and grab a large sheet of plastic tarp left over from the repainting of the living room and secure it over the broken window until it can be fixed tomorrow. By the time I make it back to the bathroom Gerard is tense and on edge and I sigh softly as I say "Baby it's alright, I promise." "She had a knife and I..." He trails off, sobbing softly and I kneel beside the tub again and wrap my arms around him as he leans out towards me. "I'm here baby and I won't let anyone hurt you I promise" I whisper in his ear and he calms down again, going slack in my arms and when he pulls back I stand and help him out, grabbing a second towel and helping him dry off before we leave the room hand in hand and I take him downstairs, sitting him at the table while I make us a late dinner, making small talk and trying to lighten the mood.

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