....."Gerard?" I ask. "As in.. Gerard Way?"
He pulls off his balaclava to reveal an embarrassed looking face and messed up jet-black hair.
"Hi- Frank." Gerard sighs.

"Wait- what the fuck is going on??" I ask looking at the blushing raven haired apparent maniac standing over me.
"I.. I uh.. kidnapped you."
"Yes I sort of gathered that."
There was a silence. Not the awkward kind, well it's sorta awkward I guess.. but I think I'm too angry and confused to feel awkward right now.
"Why did you kidnap me exactly?"
"I'm not gonna hurt you."
"Well I mean there's one good thing I guess."
Gerard snickers.
"What?"
"Nothing." He replies. "Look, I'm sorry it was an impulsive moment I didn't-..."
"I'm already missing the class I should be in right now-..."
"...Mean to it was a-..."
"...They've probably already called my home-"
"...Mistake, I've never done anything-..."
"...The police could already be out looking for me right now..."
"...Frank! Can you just wait your turn to speak?!"
"Oh. Oh sorry. Sorry, wait yeah I'm sorry, this is all my fault isn't it?"
"I fucked up okay? I fucked up... big time!" Gerard almost shouts, tears begin to well up in his eyes and I sit back ready for this blubbering baby to annoy the shit out of me with his involuntary crying.
"Gerard if you are gonna fucking kidnap someone at least have the decency to act like an adult about it."
Gerard sighs and wipes the water running down his cheeks.
"You look like a big baby." I mischievously add.
"Shut your mouth."
"Ooh I'm so scared, I thought you said you weren't gonna hurt me, big boy?"
"Frank just shut your mouth I need to think."
"Well what else have I got to do here? Read a book? My hands are still tied together!"
Gerard looks at my hands and hesitates.
"No I'm not going to untie them just yet." He sighs.
"Why do you think I'll beat you up?"
"No I just.. I"
"What?"
"Need some control over this situation. And stop interrupting me."
I sit back feeling angrier, feeling like I could almost explode any moment with hot lava that I can feel burning inside. I bite my lip and look at Gerard, he looks into my eyes so I look away awkwardly.
"Wait- Where's my phone? .. And my school bag? Where's all my stuff?"
"Oh I'm keeping it safe somewhere."
Okay. This kid seems to have some sorts of problems going on. I back away a little, sliding across the floor on my butt. Gerard looks at me unamused then checks his own phone as if he had just remembered, he seems to be reading something then finally vocalises his thoughts, "Good news." He groans.
"What?" I ask.
"My parents have decided to fuck off to New York for the weekend, they've just told me now. So looks like they won't find out about you any time soon, they're not gonna be here are they?"
I look at him and gulp. "How is that good news for me?"
"Hm, I don't know maybe you'll grow to like me." He smirks.
"Fuck off." I exclaim.
"Well." Gerard sighs. "Want to listen to some music?"
"I want to go home."
"Come on Frank don't make this tricky." Gerard goes over to some sort of hipster record player and starts playing some chilled 60s music. I didn't really strike him as listening to this sort of thing.
"The old stuff is always the best." Gerard explains. He begins to hum the tune alarmingly relaxed
"Why are you doing this, Gerard?"
"Hmm... probably because... I want to."
Gerard seems to be used to getting his own way, with rich parents he is probably quite a spoilt kid. Well it's time for me to show him he can't always get what he wants because I will escape his dumb house and I'll go home and get him locked up, in prison with just a click of my fingers.

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