Demoralized Prey

Song of the Chapter: Something In The Way -Nirvana


*Flash Forward* Thursday Night

I huffed a sigh of exhaustion while I dropped carelessly onto my mattress. Frank came through the door dripping from his shower and clutching his towel to his waist.

"Can I borrow a pair of pajamas from you?" He asked.

"All your stuff is still in your drawer in my dresser."

"Oh, right. Thanks." He mumbled as he shuffled over to the wooden stand of cabinets.

He quickly got dressed and came over to sit on the bed. I turned my head from the ceiling to look at him as he tried to tame his mopey hair.

"So, uh, I'm going to sleep on the couch tonight, alright?"

"Um, okay. Sure, but why?" I asked.

"Just want to change it up a bit. Plus you push me off in the middle of the night most of the time anyway."

"Oh. Alright."

He put the brush down and stood up to place it on the nightstand. Then he turned to me and looked down awkwardly.

"Did you take your medication?"

"Yes."

"Did you change the binds on your ribs?"

"Yes."

"Did you go out at all today?"

"No."

He sighed. "Did you at least eat something?"

"Yes."

"Besides your medication and water."

"Yes."

"What?"

"Orange juice..."

"Gerard. Don't! I'm being serious. You need to keep up with your nutrients. Last thing you want is to have to take more pills for vitamins." He pleaded.

"Okay fine, I will." Probably not.

"I know you won't, but whatever. I'm tired so goodnight." He turned and headed for the door.

"Night Frankie." I smiled as he turned the lights off and shut the door.

I fell asleep not even 10 minutes later. These lest few days ever since my slip up have been super exhausting. I had to tell Mom and Dad, plus Frank didn't talk to me for like a day and a half and Mikey's been trying to play therapist every time we're together. It's safe to say that I did this to myself by doing that to myself. Holy shit do I regret doing that. Not because I regret doing it, but because I hate being watched and put under a microscope for everyone to see. I am barely allowed to go upstairs alone. I'm not even permitted to lock my door and if I close it, Mom just comes in whenever to check on me. It's a total lack of privacy and I hate it. So therefore, I regret doing that and i will never do it again. God, how I really love my sleep.
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"Frankie?"

"Yeah Gerbear?" He looked up from his lyrical notepad with innocent, glazed eyes.

"I, uh, heard back from the university. You know the one in New York?" I chewed on my pencil like it was candy.

We'd always spent free period in the old music room. No one was ever there, so it was nice to have the peace and quiet. Plus it had soundproof walls and great acoustics, so you know it was nice for other things too. If you know what I mean.

His eyes grew wide." Really? What did they say?"

"They, uh...they'd love to have me in the new semester." I smiled sheepishly.

"Oh Gee, that's amazing! I'm so proud of you baby!" He jumped up and congratulated me with a light kiss and a big hug.

"Thanks sugar." I looked down at my shoes.

"What's wrong babe?" He said confused.

"It's just, uh...that I will, uh, have to lead just after Graduation."

"Okay..." He said expectantly.

"A-and I'll have to start preparing as soon as possible. You know, make a few new pieces and start getting things arranged and together.." I started.

He finished my sentence before I even knew what to say. "...and you won't have a lot of time to spare. Then when you do leave, you'll be gone for a little while and I'll be here alone. So you think it's best to just end us while we're on good terms and not angry or estranged. Am I right?"

"It sounds sadder when you say it." A few tears started gathering in my eyes, but they didn't have time to fall because he took them away with his thumb.

"It's okay honey. I'll still love you, I'll always love you no matter where you are or who you're with. I want you to go to New York without any real ties to NJ. Go, have fun, fall in love again and when you come back you can tell me all about it. Just, don't forget me. Don't forget that I'll be waiting. Promise me you'll come back to see me." His eyes were filled to the brim with fresh tears as the previous ones swam down his cheeks onto his jawline.

I blinked away my own river and looked at him straight. "I promise."

Notes

Alright,
Here is the next chapter
It's just a filler with a bit of background info for you
But the next few are a little more necessary
Warning there will be some mild torture
Nothing too detailed
BUT I HAVE A SURPRISE!!
You may or may not find out who Frankie's sadist is..
Maybe!
Anywhore,
Comment, enjoy!
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-AToxicKilljoy