Just Look at all that Pain (ON HOLD)

Gerard's pov

One, two, three... Four, five, six... Tears streamed down my face like the blood coming from the six new cuts on my arms. "I-I promised t-that I was o-okay..." I whispered. "I'm sorry." I sobbed, my phone buzzed on the sink making me jump. I cleaned my arms and sink off, I hid my razer under the sink and pulled my sleeves down. 'Hey babe, hope you like Chinese :)' Frank's text said, I wiped my tears away before replying. 'Yeah, I love Chinese <3' I shuffled me way into the living room and turned the tv on. The door opened a few minutes later, Frank held two bags out with a huge smile on his face. "Hey babe." Frank said and gave me a hug, I smiled back at him, one of my fake smiles that never fooled Frank. He know me too well. The smile disappeared from his face and was replaced with concern. "What's wrong?" He asked, setting the bags down at the table and taking his shoes and jacket off. "Nothing, just tired." I lied, hoping that he would believe my lie, but he didn't. His eyebrows knitted together as he frowned and stared at me. "Gerard, please tell me." Frank said, his voice soft. "It's nothing, I'm fine." I lied and averted my eyes from him. "Look at me and say that." He snapped, forcing my gaze back to him. I gulped and stared ball at him, his eyes peircing my own. "Why are you lying to me, just tell me what's wrong." Frank said and crossed his arms over his chest, I could tell he was getting mad. "I-I'm fine." I stuttered, wow Gerard, you're really convincing now. "Gerard please, you can tell me anything, you know that." Frank said, grabbing both of my wrists, I winced in pain and jerked away. "Role your sleeves up." Frank said, I took a step back while he walked towards me again. "Gerard. Role your sleeves up, please." Frank tried to grab my wrists again, I shook my head and back away, stopping when I hit the wall. "Damn it Gerard!" Frank yelled and gripped my wrists tightly. "You told me that you were okay, you said that you would never do this again. You fucking promise, Gerard!" He yelled, he pulled my sleeves up and stared at the now bleeding cuts. "I-I..." I sobbed and slowly sank to the floor, my hands over my ears. "Gerard? Gerard?" Frank repeated, his voice muffled and far away. My heart rate was through the roof, I couldn't breath, all the walls are closing in, in need out, I can't breath. "Gerard?! Breath, please, I'm sorry." Frank said said and shook me gently. He pulled me against him, the pain was too much, too much...

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"Gerard?" Frank knocked on the door and slowly stepped in, and closed the door behind him. "Gee?" Frank whispered, I felt the bed shift behind me. I curled into myself more and scooted away. "Gee, please, I'm sorry, I had a really stressful day at work." Frank whispered, he was so close that I could feel his breath on my neck. "I'm sorry." I whispered. "No babe, it's not your fault." Frank said and pulled me against his chest, I rolled over to look at him. "I promised you that I would never do it again." I mumbled against his chest, he ran his hand through my hair. "I shouldn't have freaked out on you. I made you have a panic attack Gee, I'm sorry." I just snuggled against him.

Notes

Sorry for the short chapter, I hope you like this so far <3 if you wanna check out my Wattpad story's my username is McrTrashboat