Party Poison

Frankie's POV-

''NO! DAD NO! PLEASE STOP!''

''FRANK! FRANKIE WAKE UP!''

I open my eyes, gasping.

I gasp really fast, the panic attack latching onto my heart, making it beat faster...

faster....

faster...

I'm going to die

this is it

stopppp

''FRANK! SHH, CALM DOWN PLEASE!''

I hear Gerard's voice...

I think it's Gerard...?

I gesture to my chest, frantically.

''I-I-I-I C-C-CAN'T B-BREATHEE... I C-CAN'T....CAN--''TTT''

Gerard has a pained and worried expression on his face, and takes my hand, squeezing it.

I latch onto it, tightly.

''Shh, please, copy my breathing , okay?''

Gerard starts to breathe in.

I copy, my breathing slightly staggered.

I copy Gerard as he breathes in and out slowly, until finally my breathing is back to normal, although my heart rate is still beating pretty fast.

My memory flashes back to my dad, and I feel the heart rate going back up, and I think Gerard senses that I'm about to have another anxiety attack, when he quickly grabs my face, so I'm looking at him.

''Frank, look at me! It's me, he's not here! You're safe, okay? He's not going to hurt you, okay? It was only a dream.''

I sigh, feeling the tears prick.

One escapes...

''Aww, baby don't cry...'' Gerard wraps me into his arms, and I gladly hug him.

I try to tell Gerard something, even though I have that horrible feeling in my throat where I'm about to cry.... I fucking hate that crack thing.

''I-I dreamt h-he kidnapped m-me a-and t-tried to h-hurt me, a-an-nd I thought I-I'd never s-seee-e you agai-n...'' I finally stutter out.

Gerard only hugs me tighter and kisses my head.

''Get some sleep love, he's not here anymore.''

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