Mentor

Gerard's POV

I opened the door at my small apartment and was immediately interrogated by my little brother, Mikey. He was having issues back home so he stays with me now.
"Where were you? Were you with a girl? Were you with a guy? he questioned.
"It is none of your business where I was, I'm an adult now Mikes, I'm entitled to a little time away from my baby brother," I teased. He jokingly rolled his eyes and plopped down on the couch, changing the channel on the television.

I chuckled and walked into my room, closing the door behind me. My mind replayed the recent events with Frank and my heart fluttered. A smile crept upon my face and my cheeks went hot. That boy. Everything about Frank was amazing, from his thick jersey accent to his soft, black hair. I could talk to him for a thousand years and be fascinated for every second.

I laid down under my blankets and felt my eyes begin to drift. My body went numb, then my brain. My eyes shut as I fell into a deep sleep.

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The room was dark. There was a single ray of light pointing to the other end, focusing on 2 hooded figures. One in a chair, tied up, the other standing with a hand on the other's shoulder. Upon closer inspection I realized I was chained to a wall. I thrashed about viciously but to no avail. Suddenly the standing figure ripped the hood off the other. Frank sat there bruised, eyes squinted looking toward me. My blood turned cold and I tugged at the restraints again. He sat whimpering quietly until the figure pulled out a knife. He whimpered out a barely audible "please". The still hooded figure chuckled and pulled Frank back by his hair. I could see the tears trickle down his face. He brought the knife up and in one swift swipe, he slit his throat. I screamed and thrashed violently. I soon felt a sudden wetness trailing down my face. I demanded the figure to let me go, and somehow fix what he'd done but he just slowly walked toward me, blade in hand. He pulled my head back and I yelled, wiggling about. He brought the knife to my throat and everything went black. A buzzing filled my ears.
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My eyes shot open and I realized someone had sent my multiple texts. I glanced at the clock that read 3:30 am and wondered who could be texting me at this hour. I unlocked my phone and checked my messages and realized Frank had texted me 3 messages.
"Ricky got me"
"Help"
"Please".

Notes

Wow, I must say I wasn't expecting the response I got from you all. You guys seemed pretty enthusiastic about me continuing so here I am ^u^. I think my writing style changed a tiny bit but I hope you still enjoy! I'll try to be updating regularly again. Well, as always rates, subscriptions and comments are always very much appreciated. So glad to be back!
Xoxo
-Mya