Trapped In A Skeletal Coffin Called ''My Body''

Gerard’s POV-

~~time lapse, now 9pm~~

“Ashley has to leave now, visiting hours are over’’ Mr Saunders explained.

I did not want to stay here… in this jail like place… especially not alone…

“No!’’ I said, clutching Frank’s arm, who put his arm around me.
“Baby, its okay, I’m coming back tomorrow.’’ He said, kissing me cheek.
“ I don’t want you to go.’’ I said, pouting.
“I know, but I need to. You need to stay here and be strong, okay? I want you to do something for me… by the time I get back, I want you to eat something, okay?’’ he said.
“But…’’ I whined, and he stopped me, by kissing my lips, passionately.
“okay?’’ he said again.
“ok.’’ I replied.

Then I watched Mr Saunders lead Frankie out of my room, and down the hall.
I decided that I would just go to bed, and play on my phone…
Which is exactly what I did.

~~time lapse~~

“Okay, Gerard time to go to bed!” Mr Saunders said, outside my room.
“okay’’ I yelled back, and I turned out the light, and then went back to bed, under the covers, hiding my phone and continued… such a rebel xD

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