Oh Baby Let Me In

Gerard's P.O.V. I'm still scared. I'm petrified. I know I'm in love with Frank. But I'm scared he doesn't feel the same. Yet again I'm insecure. I was laid in his arms watching crappy movies. Everyone was watching with us. I did notice Bob resting his head on Jezza's shoulder. Judging by the smile on Jezza's face, he likes Bob too. Frank looked at Mikey and Pete. They kissed and Ray left the room in a hurry. So I ran out after him. He was stood by the sink in the Kitchen. So I stood next to him. "I missed hanging around you, Gee." He admitted. "But I really don't miss Pete." I sighed. "Don't worry about it." I said. "We both know Mikey loves you. He just doesn't seem to believe you love him too. Pete doesn't love him. He's just attracted to him. But it won't be long before Billie makes his move on Pete. Then Mikey will need....you." I smiled at the last part. Ray smiled sadly. "I guess I should work on how to help him." "You should." I laughed. "I don't have to warn you to look after him. Because I know you will. Fact is that I'd much rather have you with my little brother anyway. I've known you longer and I like you more." Rays smile widened. "Cheers. Your not bad yourself." We walked back to join the others. "Oh please. I know you're in love with Ray and guess what asshole? Ray's in love with you!" Frank snapped at Mikey. Ray gasped. When Frank looked at him, Ray shook his head at him and left the house. Frank sighed. "Fuck!" He went to go after him but i stopped him. "You should leave him alone for now." I suggested and he just nodded. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my cheek. I know Mikey will go after Ray. Hopefully something good will come out of this. Bob walked in looking...... nervous. I tried not to grin. "Frank we should urm leave like now." He said quickly. Frank pulled away from me to look at him. His shirt was ripped slightly and his hair ruffled. Frank nodded and said goodbye to me with a small kiss goodbye. Mikey's P.O.V. After Ray fell asleep, I balled up my jacket and carefully placed it under his head. I smiled down at him, then kissed his forehead before leaving. I made it to the end of my street where I saw Pete standing. I smiled at him but it vanished when I noticed he looked pissed off. "What's up?" I asked, frowning, as I stopped infront of him. "Frank's right, isn't he." He stated rather than asked. I put my head down. "It's okay, Mikey. I get it. I know you don't really love me. We both agreed not to hold the other back. So I won't. If you really want to be with him, I'll stand back. We've not slept together so....." I looked back at him. "But....what about you?" I asked. He smiled. "We had fun. I will miss that. But your my friend so I'll still see you. That's good enough." He smirked. "Besides, Billy's kind of cute." I laughed. "Wow. You got over me fast." He laughed. I knew we loved each other. But we were never in love. So this was okay for us both. We were still going to be friends after all. Gerard's P.O.V. After they left, Jezza walked in looking confused. I sat up and tapped the bed beside me. "Bob?" Jezza nodded. "Want to talk about it?" He shook his head. "Sleep on it?" He laid down and closed his eyes. I stroked his hair. "I'm going out back for some fresh air." I told him. "If you want to talk...." He nodded so I stood up and headed for the door. "Red?" Jezza called, making me pause to look at him with my hand on the door handle. "I'm so fucking glad your my friend." I smiled. "Me too, Jezza. I love you, bro." Jezza smiled. "Love you too." He said sleepily. I headed out back and sat on the back steps, my head against the back door as I closed my eyes. I need to think. So much has happened. Jezza's home, Grandma Elena has died, Mikey knows that Ray loves him, Frank hit Brendon and now he's my boyfriend. It's all happened so fast. I'm so scared something's going to go wrong. "Hello, fag." I opened my eyes to see Brendon stood over me, grinning. "Your coming for a little walk." I looked at my house. "Don't even think about shouting for help." He snapped. "Or Mikey won't be coming home tonight." My eyes flickered back to him. "M...Mikey?" I started to panic. Brendon grinned. "You come with me and he'll be just fine." I stood up, shakily, and followed him. Once out of my gate, he tied up my hands with cable tie and put a black canvas bag over my head. He pushed me into the back of a van and closed the door. A few seconds later he got in the van. Making a call. At least that's the noises I could hear over my pounding heart. I knew a panic attack was on the way. "What the hell do you want?" I heard Frank's voice. Fuck. I can't breathe properly. "That's not a nice way to greet someone Frankie." Brendon said. "I have someone here you might want to talk to." "Why would I want to talk to one of your friends Brendon? They all fucking suck dick just like you." Brendon laughed. "Oh Frankie, seriously you'll want to talk to this person." Brendon lifted up the bag far enough so I could speak. "F-Frank." I managed. "Gee, baby?" Frank said, panic in his voice. "Has he hurt you?" I tried to answer but it was getting even harder to breathe. "N.....n....." I started heavy breathing. "Gee? Baby? What's happening?" "C....c....br....br...." I tried. "Calm down, baby." Frank tried to calm me down. "I'm going to get you back, Gee. I promise I'll get you back if it's the last thing I do." Brendon pulled the phone back and punched me in the jaw before he put the bag back. "Meet me at the old school in an hour." Brendon ordered Frank. "If you bring anyone with you.... Well let's just say little Gee here will no longer be innocent." My heart beat even faster as I heard Frank screaming at him down the phone. "Don't you fucking touch him you fucking prick. I swear if you hurt him I'll fucking track you down and slit your throat." Brendon laughed as he hung up. "Play time, fag." He stated as he started the car. Jeremy's P.O.V. I was woken by my phone ring tone. A homemade one. Red singing teen spirit by Nirvana. I looked at the screen to see Frank's name. Oh great. Me: "Hey. What's...." Frank: "Gee need's help, now." I sat up fast, frowning. Me: "Red's out back...." Frank: "Brendon has him. He's panicking. Gee's having problems breathing. What do we do? He said he's gonna....do things to him.....if I don't go now....." Me: "Calm down, first. Your no good to Red if your panicking. Second we call Mikey and the others. Not forgetting Mr and Mrs Way. If we don't, they'll never forgive us. Third we call Dad. He's a cop. He'll make sure we get Red back with minimum fuss. Intact and safe. He loves Red so he'll be extra careful. Luckily he's in town. He was asked to help out on a case. Don't panic, Frank. Red will be okay. I promise." Frank: "Okay. I'm worried, Jeremy. What if he......ya know? I'm gonna fucking kill him...." Me: "He wouldn't dare. He knows what will happen if he does. Red's loved by a lot of people. Brendon knows that." Gerard's P.O.V. Brendon pulled me out of the van and dragged me.....somewhere. I couldn't see because the bag was still over my head. I was currently trying everything I knew to calm me down. The only thing working was singing in my head. So far I'd managed to stop the panic attack. "Better get comfy, fag." Brendon snapped, then practically threw me against a wall. My head hit full force. I dropped to the floor. I felt blood dripping down my left eyebrow and from my bottom lip as the world went black. Mikey's P.O.V. I stood by Pete and Billie, shaking like a leaf as Jezza's Dad, Detective Jeremy McKinnon, spoke to Jezza. "He asked for no police and only Frank." He pointed out. "There's no way I'm risking Gee getting hurt in any way." He looked at Frank. "I've spoke to some colleagues. They know Gee as well. So they agree. From what we know of the Urie family, they aren't dangerous. So if Gee gets hurt, it will be by accident. Brendon wouldn't do anything worse than hit him. We also know that Brendon blames himself for Ryan's accident. He didn't get sentenced because his Dad made sure of that. I personally believe that Brendon does what he does because he wants to be punished. Deep down Brendon is a troubled kid. Knowing this, we need to be cautious. Troubled kids can be very unpredictable. So you need to be extremely careful. I spoke to Johnny in surveillance. He has eyes on the school. He also lent us a bit of kit. A microscopic camera with mic. It will attach to your zipper. The code word will be Red. If we hear that word, we'll swoop in and get you both out." I zoned out as he messed around with Frank's top. I can't believe Brendon would do this. Gerard will be so scared and I'm not there to calm him down. I looked at Mum as she cried in Dad's arms. Ray looked petrified too. He always was a great friend to Gerard. Jezza was helping his Dad. He looked fine. But I know him. Inside he's as worried about Gee as the rest of us. I looked at Frank. He was frowning at Jeremy and Jezza, listening intently. He looked heart broken. If Gerard could see this, he'd never doubt how Frank feels about him. I trust Jeremy and Jezza to get Gerard back safe and sound. I never thought I'd ever trust Frank. But I do. He really love's Gerard. Even if he won't admit it. Gerard's P.O.V. I woke to hear voices. "But I hurt him." Brendon? "I didn't mean to. It's like Ryan all over again...." "Quit fucking whining." Who...? "He's not dead. He's breathing. The fag just got knocked out." "I didn't want to do this. I just wanted to scare him. Make Frank suffer for being with him. Why did he choose him over me?" "Probably because Frank isn't a fucking whining pussy like you." "But I have Ryan." Brendon protested. "A fucking mute." The male voice snapped. "Because of me. I should have been locked away. It's my fault he's mute. He's too good for me." "Stick with the plan, pencil dick. I want my revenge on Gerard and you want to suffer for your crime. It's a win-win situation." "But I don't want to hurt him." "I do. That fag owes me big time. While your keeping Frank occupied, I'll have a little fun with fag boy here." "Please don't hurt him." Brendon whined. The guy sighed. "Fine. Just keep loverboy preoccupied." I heard a door open and close. Then the bag was taken off my head. "Hello again, Gerard." The guy said. "Time for a little revenge." I blinked as I looked up at the one person I'd hoped I'd never see again. Sam Hawthorne. The man Jeremy had arrested after my eye witness testimony two years ago. The man who robbed and shot my local shop keeper. I am so fucked.

Notes

Extra long chapter to make up for the slow updates. Hope you enjoyed it.
Love as always. xxx