Interference *SLOW UPDATES*

Frank's POV-

The next day, I woke up at 7:34.... Wait what?!

Everyday I wake up at exactly 6:58 am....

Then I remembered.... Gerard..... Stab..... Bathroom.....

Ever since Gerard came, my routine has been fucked up....

Why is everything going wrong!

I just want it all to go back to normal!

What if he's dead!

Will my days ever be the same?

I get out of bed, and quickly wash my hands before putting on black jeans, Marilyn Manson long sleeved jumper, converse, then quickly brush and straighten my hair, and I don't bother with eyeliner today, then I wash my hands again and place on my gloves, as usual.... Well at least no one will ever be able to take that away from me...

When I'm ready, I grab my bag obviously, and leave to see if I can find a sign of Gerard, I head to the cafeteria, I remember Ray and think where the fuck is he, and what happened to him....
When I get to the cafeteria neither Ray, Gerard, or Andy there....

The fuck?
Where are they!
Why doesn't anyone tell me anything!!!
Shit, I can't deal with this, I need to be informed about shit like this!
They should know that by now!

I don't bother eating anything, and go straight to Andys office, and knock on the door.
He doesn't open it, so I just go in and he isn't there...


I'm so annoyed!

~time lapse 2 days~

There is still no fucking sign of Andy, Gerard, or Ray, and when I try and bring it up to the staff they just brush it off like its nothing!

I guess no one wants me is that it huh?!

I've gotten probably the maximum an hour of sleep at night since they left.
I ran back to my room, and slammed the door.

~trigger warning~

I picked up my bed sheet and started twisting it in the shape of a rope, then I knew I had to be quick in doing this, as there are cameras.

I'm going to destroy the camera before partaking in my actions, but as soon as I destroy it, the alarm will go off and someone will come in, so I have to work fast.

I position the bed sheet rope, tying it to the fan.

I then grab two chairs, placing on in front of the camera, and the other directly under the sheet.
I climb the chair under the camera and smash it with my fist, almost straight away the alarm sounds, and I feel tears piercing my eyes, as I quickly jump off, and climb the other chair, grabbing the sheet.
I quickly tie it around me neck, completely crying now.

So this is what it had to come to, is it...?

Sigh, well I guess if no one wants me....

They've forgotten about me by now...

Just as the door opened, revealing about 3 nurses, I jumped off the chair, and gasped as the sheet choked me, harshly.

I started coughing violently, as they rushed to my side and began frantically untying the fan.
I continued coughing, spitting blood, when they picked me up I started having a seizure from the stress, and their hands on me.

"S-STOP! DONT T-TOUCH ME!" I gasped out in between coughs.

I was a hot mess, blood, sweat and tears everywhere, and having a panic attack while choking to death....

Notes

Wow this was more dramatic then I intended.... Oh well.

comment your thoughts :3

title credit- better off dead by sleeping with sirens :3