The stake was pretty much on Gerard's neck. Aimee was having a fit, Frank was trying to hide behind his hair as if he wished he could be anywhere but here. I had to do something.
'What is the point of coming right to our apartment and trying to kill him? Get out or I'm calling security. I mean it,' I gave them my poisionous look. They sighed.
'Shut it little girl. Or I'll get...I'll get.....I'll get that creepy kid with the black hair there.'
I felt agression building up inside me. Gerard was close to tears. Frank wasn't paying attention. Aimee had practically fainted.
'YOU DARE TOUCH ANY OF THEM OR I'LL KILL YOU! FRANK, CALL SECURITY!'
He shook his head helplessly.
'AIMEE. CALL THEM, PLEASE!'
'okay Helena.' Aimee dialled the security number, yelled random things then hung up. About 30 seconds later, the security came. Gerard had fainted and Frank was cut all over and laying back helplessly, black hair covering his face.
'Frank?' i whispered. 'Are you okay?'
I turned to Aimee.
'Aimee, go get Lucy or somebody. Frank and Gerard need help.'

Notes

Rubbish chapter. Sorry.
Chapter Title- Cancer, My Chemical Romance.