Chapter 29

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Franks P.O.V


​Time Lapse>>>>>>>>>>


​Next morning. 10:22am.


​I wake to voices outside my bunk window. At first I cover my head with my pillow,  tŕying to drown them out. Then I recognise Gerards voice. So I move closer to the window and listen in.

​"Thanks." Gerard mutters. "But I had to."

​"Not really." Fucking Ryan. "You could have refused."

​"Then she would still be out there." Gerard sighed. "Then I'd of forever been in fear that she'd come looking for me again because the first time failed."

​"Well you don't have to worry anymore. She's been locked up and no one else will hurt you. I won't let them."

​Stop fucking coming on to my man. Son of a....

​"Thanks, Ry."

​Ry? Gerard is giving him nicknames now? What the fuck?

​"No problem,  Gee." Fucking Ryan muttered. "Ya know, your kinda cute."

​No. I'm not having this. I get up and head outside. 


​Gerard's P.O.V


​What the fuck?

​"Err...thanks?" I mutter.

​"I'm sorry." Ryan says. "That was out of order."

​The door flies open to reveal a extremely pissed off Frank. He storms over to glare at Ryan.

​"I'd appreciate it if you backed off of my boyfriend." He snapped. "Gerard is MY boyfriend. So quit coming on to him."

​Frank put a protective arm around my shoulders. I shrugged it off and glared at him. "What the fuck are you doing?" I asked angrily. 

​Ryan backed away enough to still protect me but far enough to not eavedrop. 

​Frank looked shocked. "Protecting my boyfriend."

​"I told you before." I snapped. "We can't be together until I remember everything."

​"But you'll be with the fucking hired help?"

​"Fuck you, Frank." I snapped. Anger taking over every fibre of my being. "Scratch what I said earlier. We can't be together. EVER. I'm done with this bullshit. I'm done with YOU. Don't come near me ever again."

​His face dropped but I ignored him as I headed past Ryan to find Mikey.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​


​Frank's P.O.V


​I rushed after Gerard. By the time I catch up with him, he's with Mikey. From the look on Mikey's face, I guessed he'd already worked out why his brother was upset.

​"Let me guess." Mikey said, looking at me. "Frank."

​Gerard ran his fingers through his hair and looked at his brother. "How'd you guess?"

​"Could be the fact he's behind you looking like he's run a marathon." Mikey said. "What the fuck have you done to my brother?" He snapped, glaring at me. I froze up. De ja vu. I know what comes next.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

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