"FRANK! GET THE FUCK OUT OF THIS HOUSE! GET OUT NOW!" The voice yelled again, a boot being thrown urgently against the door. Frank leapt to his feet, recognising that the voice belonged to Joel. He rushed towards the door and unlocked it; throwing the door open to see an anxious looking Joel who stood angrily at the doorstep. Frank moved backwards as Joel's glare stole through his mind. When Joel stepped into the old house Gerard ran into the corner, hands shaking as he pulled his knees up and pressed them against his chest, the thudding of the door and the appearance of this new person shaking him up as the seconds ticked by.
"FRANK!" Joel growled as he grabbed his collar and threw him up against a wall. "Where the fuck did you go!" The voice yelled again, tears of fear now rolling gently down Gerard's face.
"I-I-I" stuttered Frank, breaths quickening.
"Why are you here? Why did you just fucking leave me?!"
"I-I..."
"I've been so goddamn worried!!!" Screamed Joel, pressing his forehead against Frank's.
"I'm sorry." Whispered Frank.
"Don't ever do that again! EVER! I THOUGHT THAT YOU WERE DEAD!"
"I'm not. I'm fine. Gerard's not though..." Frank replied, signalling towards a trembling Gerard hidden in the corner.
"Gerard?"
"Yes." Cried Frank, running over to the corner of the room where Gerard sat, placing his arm around him and placing his head gently into his chest.

"Hey. It's okay Gerard..." Murmured Frank as Gerard hugged him back and listened carefully, "this is Joel. He is my friend, a very protective one at that and and he won't hurt you. He will be your friend like how I am. He didn't mean to scare you he was just worried about me. He is kind."
"Um, hey....Gerard...." Joel said cautiously, keeping his distance between himself and Gerard.
Gerard looked up at him with scared eyes.
"It's okay Gerard." Frank whispered.
"Sorry. I, um, didn't mean to scare you..." Joel said, still cautious.
"I-I....b-brea....." Gasped Gerard through short breaths.
"What!" Cried Frank, "what's wrong?"
"C-cant b...bre-eath..." Gerard muttered.
Frank placed Gerard's hand on his chest.
"Feel that?"
Gerard nodded.
"My heart. Try and breathe in time with it. Okay?"
"I can't. Frank. I can't."
"You can." assured Frank.
"No." Whimpered Gerard as his skin grew paler by the second. "I can't Frank. I'm sorry..."

Joel watched as Gerard collapsed softly onto Frank's lap.


"What the fuck Joel? You scared the living shit out of the poor thing!" Cried frank, after making sure that Gerard was unconscious but still breathing.
"He a fucking murderer Frank! Have you forgotten that he's our main suspect? Don't go making friends with the enemy!"
"I don't think it's him Joel" Frank spoke, defensively.
"What?"
"I mean at first I thought he was definitely the killer but...."
"But what?!" Asked Joel.

"I just have a feeling that its not him. I don't know what it is. He is just...." Frank looked down and moved the fiery hair from Gerard's closed eyes. "And anyway...." Continued Frank, "you abandoned me. You weren't watching me and making sure I was safe. Like you said you would!"
"Sorry. They had really cheap Jaffa cakes in the supermarket....guess I got distracted....sorry." Replied Joel, embarrassed.
"You should be... and anyway, how did you find me?"
"Well. You approached this guy..." Joel pointed towards Gerard's figure, "then disappeared. Thought you'd probably have come to his house. Lucky guess really."
"Great. Glad to know you care about me then...."

Gerard began to stir and his eyes flickered open to gaze up at the concerned Frank.
"Hey friend..." Gerard murmured lazily.
"hey."

Notes

Hello. Hope you are doing good people's!
Im so tired. I went to sleep with my headphones on. At 3:30am they decided they were gunna shuffle my music so I was woke up by visions by Bmth on almost full volume. So yeah, just about survived the day at school without falling asleep.
Hope this chapter was okay. Thnks fr rdng. :) x
-lou