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Black Is The Color Of My True Love's Hair

Chapter 9: I love my love and this he knows

Mikey POV

Man, this guy was rich. His building had bodyguards and doormen.

I watched him go out and, before we could grab him, there was an enormous man beside him. He was always with someone.

Never alone.

"Come on." I groaned. "Slip up. One slip up."

But there was none.

Men had been requesting for Gerard at the house. Him not being there was bad for buisness. He was one of the best and we needed him back.

"Father. It's Mikey. It's about Gerard."

A sigh from the other side of the line.

"Did he attempt another escape?"

"Yes."

A low growl."I thought you said you had this under control, Mikey."

"I do. Don't worry. He'll be back in a day or two. I'll be sure to teach him his lesson when he gets back."


It had been more than two days. More than three. Gerard had been with that man for three weeks. Three weeks too many. If he wasn't alone by tonight, we would have to break into the house and take Gerard by force.


Gerard POV

As the medicine began wearing off, the depression began to sink in. Sometimes, I would stay in bed all day. Others, I would cry until I had no more tears left.Through it all, Frank was patient and understanding. He didn't get angry when I refused to leave his room (he slept on the couch) and tried his best to make the short bursts of happiness memorable. He would buy me flowers, chocolates and movies. We would watch popcorn and read comics together. In the darkest days, Frank was a golden ray of light.

Sometimes, I would burst into tears at a memory. He never pried. He only held me until the tears ran dry. Then, he would get me ice cream or soup. Slowly... the cravings were dying down.There were nights I couldn't take it and start screaming. Frank was there, of course, to calm me down and force me to get some rest.

I opened my eyes to find scratches on my arms. Seemed I had clawed myself while sleeping last night.On my hands were socks tied on with tape that went around my wrists. Frankie....

"Frank?" I called softly.

He immediately came into the room and smiled.

"Good morning, baby. How did you sleep?"

I looked down at my arms."Nightmares."

"You were screaming 'stop stop!' Over and over in your sleep." Frank said, taking off the socks. "Do you remember what the dream was about?"

I nodded to the bed.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

I swallowed. "I... I had a dream that y-you raped m-me and then took m-me back t-to the h-house...."

I began to cry and Frank pulled me into his arms.

"I would never do that, Gerard. You're safe here with me, I promise on my life, baby. I would never hurt you."

A few seconds of silence.

"Baby, I have to go to a meeting."I gripped his shirt with my newly-released hands.

"Frankie, no... please don't leave me...."

"You'll stay here with Jamia and two of my best bodyguards. They'll keep you safe."

To leave Gerard crying was one of the most painful things I've ever done. Three hours later, I was in the limo; urging the driver to hurry home so I could see him.

The house was strangely silent when I stepped in.

I called to Jamia... but there was no answer.

Without breathing, I tore through the living room. Nonono Please... don't let them have taken Gerard!

I stepped into the room to find the bed empty. Pain rushed through me.

"GEE!!" I shouted against the four walls.

Then, I collapsed into tears.They had taken him. They had broken into my house and had taken Gerard from right under me.... I screamed out in pain and frustration.

My poor angel.... They were probably hurting him....

Then, there was a sound from behind me... a door opening softly.

Notes

quick update. :) been writing like mad

Comments

@my chemical spooks
THANK YOUUU
anti-frerard is in which fate does not want them to truly be happy together

BLOOD'Y REVENGE BLOOD'Y REVENGE
1/19/17

HOLY SHIT YOU WRITE LIKE A POET WOW

anti-frerard, whats that? meh love the story

@Lost_Soul
thank you!!

BLOOD'Y REVENGE BLOOD'Y REVENGE
11/19/16

DUDE I LOVE THIS STORY <3

Lost_Soul Lost_Soul
11/13/16