Safe me from myself.

Gerard's POV

I woke up and Frank was still sound asleep like normal.
I did what I normally did and messed with Franks hair and traced patterns on his skin and then over his tattoos until he wakes up.

Frank was just waking up and I stopped messing with his hair.
"Don't stop." Frank muttered sleepily.
" But my hand has gone dead." I said and Frank moved and lead on my chest.
"Please, for me." Frank pouted as he looked at me through his eyelashes.
I sighed and gave in and started to mess with his hair.
Frank lead his head down on my chest and he was running his tongue bar along his teeth and chewing on his lip ring when he was bored of what he was doing.
After a while Frank fell back asleep and I did the same.

"People are so difficult." Frank muttered to himself as he made us a coffee.
I think Frank was having a moment as he keeps on shaking his head and saying shut up to himself.
"Babe you okay?" I asked and Frank snapped out of his thoughts and looked at me.
"I'm okay." Frank said and walked over with a coffee.
"Your not okay." I said and Frank looked at me.
"Talk to me Frank." I said softly.
Frank stayed quiet and looked down.
"Are the voices back?" I asked and Frank looked at me.
"Shush, your being too loud." Frank said and put his hands over his ears.
"Frank talk to me." I said quietly.
"I'm not hurting him!" Frank shouted and stood up knocking his chair to the floor and Frank was staring at the ground.
"Frank talk to me." I said seriously and got up.
"I'm not hurting him. I'm not hurting him!" Frank shouted.
"Your not hurting who Frank." I said and Frank walked over to the kitchen and started throwing cups and plates round the place.
"I'll hurt anyone but not him. Don't make me hurt him." Frank said and slid down the cupboard and put his hands over his ears again.
I thought about it for a second and realised that whatever was going on in Frank's it involved me.

I walked over and sat next to him.
"You can hurt me. I'll still trust you." I said quietly and Frank shook his head.
"I'm not hurting you." Frank said through gritted teeth.
"What is the voice telling you to do?" I asked.
"To do awful things." Frank said quietly.
"Like what?" I asked and Frank moved and sat on my lap.
"Like how I should get the biggest kitchen knife I can find and run it along your neck then I should watch you bleed." Frank said seriously and ran his finger along my throat.
Now I was scared.
Frank moved and got off me and walked off.
"Where you going?" I asked.
Frank came back and looked at me hard.
"I need to get out of here before I can't ignore these voices and I hurt you." Frank said and he walked over and kissed my forehead but it almost pained him to do it.
"I'll be back later." He said quietly and walked off.
"Frank." I said but the door slammed shut.
I sighed and sat on the stairs waiting for frank to come home.

Dad came home and saw me sat on the stairs.
"What you doing there and where's Frank? You two haven't had a fight have you?" Dad asked and sat on the floor like he normally does when someone sits on the stairs.
"Frank ran off. He was hearing voices and he said that they was telling him to hurt me. But he didn't and then he ran off and I don't know where he is. He said he'll be back but he isn't. What if he's gone and not coming back." I said with tears rolling down my cheeks.
Dad got up from the floor and sat on the stair next to me and pulled me to his side, something which he hasn't done for a very long time.
"Frank will come back. He loves you and if the voices was talking him to hurt you then he did the best thing and left before he hurt you." Dad said.
I pulled back and looked at dad.
"Your just saying that because you don't like him." I said.
"Frank has his problems Gerard and you know that. I'm not saying it because I don't like because I do like him. I'm say it because you have made him realise that I've the voices are telling him to hurt you then he will leave and he'll come back to you." Dad said.
"He's getting bad again isn't he?" I asked quietly.
"I don't know Gee. I'm hoping he's not because then I don't have to worry about you going off." Dad said.
"He'll be fine Gee." Dad said and pulled me to his side again.
"I hope so." I whispered.

I was sat in my room feeling completely lost without Frank.
Didnt help because my bed covers smelt like Frank which made me feel worse than what I already did.
I heard the doorbell go and I literally ran out of my room and ran down the stairs and nearly fell down the stairs.
I stopped when I saw the police and Frank standing there with his head down looking sorry for himself.
"Found him on the streets rocking himself backwards and forwards, saying that he's going to hurt himself. Saw he had a tag and popped him in one of the cells for an hour, to warm him up, gave him a cuppa. We had someone sat with him while we looked at where he was staying. That's when we appeared." A police officer said and dad smiled.
"Thanks Peter." Dad said and Peter gently pushed Frank inside.
"Don't touch me." Frank spat and glared at Peter.
"He's a bit touchy at the moment." Peter said and Frank looked up and saw me and he smiled at little.
"I sure Gee will look after Frank." Dad said and I smiled and walked over to Frank and offered him my hand and he looked at it and took my hand and I took him to the kitchen.

Once in the kitchen I pulled Frank into a hug which he returned.
"I was so worried." I said quietly as Frank hid his face in my chest.
I rocked us side to side.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I heard Frank mumble into my chest over and over again.
I made Frank look at me.
"Don't cry." I said quietly and wiped the tears away and kissed him which he returned.
"I'm sorry." Frank said and wrapped his arms round my neck which made him press up against me which I didn't care.
I wrapped my arm round him and held him close to me.
" I forgive you." I said quietly and kissed the side of his head.

Me and Frank was in bed and Frank was asleep cuddled into my side.
I was gently running my finger up and down his cheek.
I stopped which woke frank.
"Don't stop." Frank muttered and moved closer to me.
"My hand was hurting." I said and Frank chuckled sleepily.
"Stop thinking and go to sleep." Frank mumbled and kissed my chest.
I smiled to myself.
"Night Gee." Frank whispered.
"Night Frank." I said quietly and messed with his hair until I fell asleep.

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