A Thunderstorm Into A Rainbow
Chapter Three - A Dark Day
GERARD'S POV
When I woke up my head was spinning and felt like I'd been knocked out with a baseball bat. My eyes still closed I decided to role over and snuggle up to my Lyn-Z. I slowly rolled over and... CRASH!! My eyes snapped open as I looked around, whilst simultaneously rubbing my backside. I looked around, blinking slightly from the sunlight that creeped through the curtains. Where the fuck am I? I blinked a few more times and then realised I was at Franks apartment. I looked around at where I had fallen from and saw Frank laid on the sofa, slowly opening and rubbing his eyes. I looked down awkwardly and noticed I had no T-shirt on. As a matter of fact neither did Frank. What had happened last night? The last thing I remember was drinking beers with Frank and watching TV. I had no clue what had happened after that. Frank noticed neither of us had a top on and looked down embarrassed. I realised I was still laid on the floor so quickly scurried up and search for my T-Shirt. When I found it I quickly pulled it over my head trying to avoid Franks gaze. I scrambled around pulling on my converse and trying to find my keys, all while trying not to look at Frank. Even though I couldn't see him I knew he was staring at me intently.
I looked up a knew I had to ask, "Frank... What happened last night?"
He blushed bright red, " I-I-I-.... I don't know Gee...", and he looked at his feet.
I knew he wasn't telling me the truth, I know when he is and isn't. Like I said. He's my best friend. "Frank", it came out sterner than I expected, "I know you know more than your letting on. Tell me!"
He looked at me straight in the eye and even though his cheeks burned red he said, "Gee, I don't know. I can't remember, honestly! D you think I would lie to you?", well obviously coz your lying right now I thought, but I decided not to say it.
"I can tell when you lying Frank! I can read you like a book! Why are you lying to me! I wake up on the sofa next to you with no top on!! Something happened and you know what it was, now tell me!", I could now the beat creeping up my cheeks, but not from embarrassment, from anger. I started to shake and I was almost shouting at him. I saw him flinch when I had raised my voice but I didn't back down.
"You know something happened last night, but if your not gonna tell me then I obviously can't trust you!?", it was a statement but a question. I was inviting him to have one more chance to tell me what had happened, but he just stared at the floor.
"Fine", I said my voice was no longer shaking but sounded as though all energy had been drained out of it, "I'm going and don't bother trying to speak to me if your not going to tell me the truth."
I picked up my jacket and walked out, slamming the door behind me before getting in my car and checking my phone. 4 missed calls and a text from Lyn-Z. The text read:
Gee baby, where are you? And why aren't you answering your phone? You've really worried me! Call back when you can, loves Lynz xoxo
I text her back saying I had stopped at franks coz he was alone and I was on ,y way back before staring the car and driving off home. Not even glancing back at Franks.
***
When I got home I quickly apologised to Lyn-Z before going up to my office and thinking. WHAT had happened last night? Why can't I remember? And why won't Frank tell me?
FRANKS POV
Gerard had got up and left. How could I tell him what had happened? He had said that he loved me, but how was I to know that wasn't just the booze talking? He was wasted and couldn't remember a thing. And then, he had told me not to talk to him. Did that mean I had lost my best friend? I felt my tears start to form in my eyes and I sat scrunched up on my sofa, knees up to my chin. I had a horrible empty feeling in the pity of my stomach, and then suddenly felt queasy, and rushed to the toilet before sicking in it. I felt my stomach clench again as another wave of nausea sent shivers down my spin, causing me to empty the rest of my stomach down the toilet.
I hadn't felt like this in a long time and there was only one thing I knew to do in times like these. I staggered into the kitchen before pulling a slightly blunt knife out the draw. The blunt ones always hurt more. I rolled up my sleeve before placing the cold blade to my skin. In one swift movement my skin had torn apart as I felt bloody melt coolly out of the freshly made cut, taking with it all my anxieties and pains. Again I placed the blade to my skin and pulled. Another slit appeared next to the first, letting its red river meet the other as it trickled down my arm onto the floor. I repeated this 3 more times before sliding down onto the floor, in the small pool of blood that had formed there. I felt my self start to shake and before I knew it I was crying, letting the rest of my emotions spill put through my eyes, and roll down my cheeks.
I stood up and washed my arm off in the kitchen sink before getting some clean clothes out my closet and slipping them on. I then pulled my shoes on and walked out the door locking it behind me. Then jumping in the car and driving home to my family.
When I woke up my head was spinning and felt like I'd been knocked out with a baseball bat. My eyes still closed I decided to role over and snuggle up to my Lyn-Z. I slowly rolled over and... CRASH!! My eyes snapped open as I looked around, whilst simultaneously rubbing my backside. I looked around, blinking slightly from the sunlight that creeped through the curtains. Where the fuck am I? I blinked a few more times and then realised I was at Franks apartment. I looked around at where I had fallen from and saw Frank laid on the sofa, slowly opening and rubbing his eyes. I looked down awkwardly and noticed I had no T-shirt on. As a matter of fact neither did Frank. What had happened last night? The last thing I remember was drinking beers with Frank and watching TV. I had no clue what had happened after that. Frank noticed neither of us had a top on and looked down embarrassed. I realised I was still laid on the floor so quickly scurried up and search for my T-Shirt. When I found it I quickly pulled it over my head trying to avoid Franks gaze. I scrambled around pulling on my converse and trying to find my keys, all while trying not to look at Frank. Even though I couldn't see him I knew he was staring at me intently.
I looked up a knew I had to ask, "Frank... What happened last night?"
He blushed bright red, " I-I-I-.... I don't know Gee...", and he looked at his feet.
I knew he wasn't telling me the truth, I know when he is and isn't. Like I said. He's my best friend. "Frank", it came out sterner than I expected, "I know you know more than your letting on. Tell me!"
He looked at me straight in the eye and even though his cheeks burned red he said, "Gee, I don't know. I can't remember, honestly! D you think I would lie to you?", well obviously coz your lying right now I thought, but I decided not to say it.
"I can tell when you lying Frank! I can read you like a book! Why are you lying to me! I wake up on the sofa next to you with no top on!! Something happened and you know what it was, now tell me!", I could now the beat creeping up my cheeks, but not from embarrassment, from anger. I started to shake and I was almost shouting at him. I saw him flinch when I had raised my voice but I didn't back down.
"You know something happened last night, but if your not gonna tell me then I obviously can't trust you!?", it was a statement but a question. I was inviting him to have one more chance to tell me what had happened, but he just stared at the floor.
"Fine", I said my voice was no longer shaking but sounded as though all energy had been drained out of it, "I'm going and don't bother trying to speak to me if your not going to tell me the truth."
I picked up my jacket and walked out, slamming the door behind me before getting in my car and checking my phone. 4 missed calls and a text from Lyn-Z. The text read:
Gee baby, where are you? And why aren't you answering your phone? You've really worried me! Call back when you can, loves Lynz xoxo
I text her back saying I had stopped at franks coz he was alone and I was on ,y way back before staring the car and driving off home. Not even glancing back at Franks.
***
When I got home I quickly apologised to Lyn-Z before going up to my office and thinking. WHAT had happened last night? Why can't I remember? And why won't Frank tell me?
FRANKS POV
Gerard had got up and left. How could I tell him what had happened? He had said that he loved me, but how was I to know that wasn't just the booze talking? He was wasted and couldn't remember a thing. And then, he had told me not to talk to him. Did that mean I had lost my best friend? I felt my tears start to form in my eyes and I sat scrunched up on my sofa, knees up to my chin. I had a horrible empty feeling in the pity of my stomach, and then suddenly felt queasy, and rushed to the toilet before sicking in it. I felt my stomach clench again as another wave of nausea sent shivers down my spin, causing me to empty the rest of my stomach down the toilet.
I hadn't felt like this in a long time and there was only one thing I knew to do in times like these. I staggered into the kitchen before pulling a slightly blunt knife out the draw. The blunt ones always hurt more. I rolled up my sleeve before placing the cold blade to my skin. In one swift movement my skin had torn apart as I felt bloody melt coolly out of the freshly made cut, taking with it all my anxieties and pains. Again I placed the blade to my skin and pulled. Another slit appeared next to the first, letting its red river meet the other as it trickled down my arm onto the floor. I repeated this 3 more times before sliding down onto the floor, in the small pool of blood that had formed there. I felt my self start to shake and before I knew it I was crying, letting the rest of my emotions spill put through my eyes, and roll down my cheeks.
I stood up and washed my arm off in the kitchen sink before getting some clean clothes out my closet and slipping them on. I then pulled my shoes on and walked out the door locking it behind me. Then jumping in the car and driving home to my family.
Is this EVER going to update?? X
5/22/14