There was a vibration coming from under my pillow. I opened my eyes a little and searched for my phone. I felt a flat and hard surface then grabbed it.

"Hello?" I answered, my voice sounding raspy.

"Hey love." Bert slurred.

"What's up Bert?" I sat up sounding annoyed.

"Can I come over?" He asks.

I look over at the clock, 4:50 am, "Go home Bert. It's late."

"No, let me come over Gee." He begged.

"Bert no, sleep. Don't come over." I demanded.

"Ugh fine cunt." He said under his breath before he hung up.

I put my phone back under my pillow and fell asleep.

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"Gerard!?" I heard banging and slurred words. "Let me in, come on let me in! I forgot my keys!"

"What the fu-?" I was interrupted by a bang and looked at the time, 10:00 am.

I ran to the door and opened it. It revealed a stoned and, obviously, drunk Bert.

"Hey baby." He tried kissing me but I shoved him off me.

"What the hell do you want?" I asked with anger in my voice.

"Gerard, what do you mean? I love you and I'm you boyfrie-" He burped.

"You're fucking trash get out of here." I tried to close the door but he stopped it with his hand,

"What did you just say?" He shoved the door open. I backed away and he slammed the door.

"I fucking said you're fucking trash!" I spat at his face.

"You're such a cunt." He slapped me and I looked back at him and punched him back.

"Fuck you Bert!" I spat, like literally spat.

"I bet you would like that wouldn't you bitch?" Bert wiped off the spit and grabbed my arm.

"Let go of me." I struggled getting out of his touch.

"Fine." He threw me to the ground and kicked me.

"You fucking dick." I said as I got up but was kicked in the stomach again.

I couldn't believe I was being beaten by a nineteen year old boy but then again I let him do it because I guess I love him. He was stronger when he was drunk, he was uncontrollable when he was doped up and drunk out of his mind. I just wanted to love him but now I want to leave him. I got to my feet again and dodged Bert's kick to my stomach. Then I ran to my room and locking the door.

"Gerard! Open the fucking door!" He screamed.

"Leave me the fuck alone!" I screamed back and quickly grabbed my phone.

"Gerard!!" He banged on the door and I called Frank.

The moment it rang Frank picked up the phone, "Gerard?" He asked.

"Frank can you help me?! Please! He's lost it!"

"Where are you?" He asked as I heard him breathing hard. Then I heard something thump and at the same time Bert banged on the door.

"I'm at the corner of that coffee shop we go to. Just head left and you'll see the building. Then go up three floors and my room number is F8."

"Wait, hold on." I could hear what Frank was doing. "I'm going to hang up, okay?" I heard a door shut.

"Okay." He hung up and Bert kept banging. Then I heard footsteps, and Bert still telling me to open the door.

"Gerard! You cunt, open the fucking door!" He screamed one more time.

"Bert, get out of here!"

"You fu-" I then hear grunting on the other side of the door. Then I heard Bert again, "Who are you!?"

"Get out! And leave him alone!" I heard a familiar voice.

"Frank?" I got up from the floor and walked towards my door.

I heard the door shut and then I heard him speak, "Gerard?!" And footsteps approached my door.

Notes

Dodoodoo! I'm going to update later again...maybe but also uhmm..yeah have this chapter.

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