~About a week after~
Mikey left for work and Gerard left to go grocery shopping, leaving me at the house by myself. Since it doesnt seem that I'll be going back anytime soon and I'm tired of wearing the same thing every week, I decide to go pay a visit to my apartment to get some more of my clothes and other miscellaneous belongings.
I decide to take the bus, which I only have to walk a couple blocks to get to the bus stop. I sit on the bench and decide to scroll through social media while I wait, that's when I remember Frank in the hospital. I check his accounts to see if anything had been posted about his state, nothing. Weird... I swap over to my messaging app and shoot him a quick message like I had done at least once a week since the incident.
I haven't gotten a response yet, not even from the first few weeks messaging. This is pretty. odd. The bus pulls up and I shove my phone in my pocket and climb into the bus. The ride to the city takes about an hour and once we make it close to my complex I get off and walk towards the familiar old building. I step over to the elevator, only to find that it's still broken. I groan in annoyance and walk up the stairs to the right floor, once I make it up, I walk over to my door and unlock it.
I open the door and am instantly greeted by the smell of rot, as if an animal had somehow gotten in and died.
|Gerard|
~Directly after the incident~
I watch in silence as Mikey leads her out the door, I listen to the door click shut and stand in place for a good ten minutes to make sure they don't return. When I'm positive they won't be back, I step over to the man tied to the chair, 'Andy' she said his name is... I tilt my head as I approach him and sigh. "Okay, c'mon, you just made a promise to her, let me go and I'll be out of your hair..." he says, nervously, obviously realizing I have the upper hand at the moment.
I let a sick smile pass over my face and laugh, "I'm not letting you go" I say through laughter and his eyebrows crease, "you just promised Y/N, you wouldnt wanna break that promise would y-" I cut him off, pulling a hand from behind my back. "Had my fingers crossed," I state, grinning and his eyes widen "shit." He starts struggling in the chair and I tilt my head, pulling a knife from my jacket and quickly shoving it into his chest, just barely missing his heart.
"Do you really think I'd let you go? Why would I do that? So you could alert authorities that arent my brother? So you could try to get her?" A dark chuckle passes through my lips as I watch the blood puddle around the blade of the knife. I reach for the handle and pull it out agonizingly slow. He let's out a groan of pain and I hear a barely audible gasp from Frank on the other side of the room.
"Frank! Old buddy, old pal! You're awake!" I cheer excitedly and he frowns "what the hell are you doin' Gerard?" He asks, a fearful tone reaching into his voice. "Moving shit out of my way," I smile innocently and his eyes widen "Gerard, you fuckin-" he moves to get up as he speaks and cuts himself off with a howl of pain, "yeah, I shot you..." I say emotionless and his eyebrows knit together, "why?" He asks, fear creeping into his voice. "The same reason I had to get rid of him," I shrug and motion towards Andy. I pull the gun back out and point it at him "maybe I'll get a kill shot this time..." I trail off and his eyes widen more if possible.
"Gee, please. I'm your bestfriend," he begs and I tilt my head "and you think I dont see the way you look at her?" I ask him, he frowns "I'll leave her alone, look I won't even talk to her again, just get me to a hospital please..." he continues begging and I tilt my head "I dont trust you," with that I pull the trigger, the bullet hits him directly between the eyes. I smile, no more competition...
~When he makes it home~
I creep through the door, hearing loud laughter from Mikeys room, they seem to be getting along. I rush downstairs to my room and to my bathroom, quickly stripping off my bloodstained suit, then stepping into the shower and washing the blood off of myself.
About thirty minutes later, as I'm sitting in my bed thinking, Y/N stumbles down the stairs. "Hey Gerarrrrrd~" she slurs, I sit up, looking at her in confusion "Y/N? I'm pretty sure you shouldnt be down he-" I'm cut off as she presses her lips to mine. "Oh, okay, wow..." I mutter against her lips, kissing back before pulling away. "Woah, is that alcohol?" She seems to ignore my statement, leaning forward and pressing her lips to mine once more. "Okay, okay..." I kiss back.
The rest of the night passes by in an odd manner, she breaks down in tears at some point, at which I reassure her that everything is fine and she is loved. She then asks me to sing her to sleep. So we lay in my bed, she snuggles into my chest and I gently run a hand through her hair, before thinking of something to sing. "Hand in mine, into your icy blues..." I sing quietly, remembering a song from my past band. "And then I'd say to you, we could take to the highway with this trunk of ammunition too, I'd end my days with you in a hail of bullets..." I look down to see her passed out against my chest and smile.
~the next day, right before Mikey leaves~
"I'm gonna tell her that you're checking her apartment, but dont worry about it, its clean..." I trail off quietly to make sure Y/N doesnt hear me from her seating place on the couch in the living room, I haven't cleaned it yet... I'm going up there later to do it. "Whatever, I'm trusting you on this Gee..." he whispers and I smile "promise." I state and he nods before walking out he door. Now I get a day with the beautiful Y/N to myself...
I spend most of the day with Y/N, forgetting to return to clean her apartment...
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Obsession
FanfictionThis book goes out to Sophie, @frankierosapple_ It all started off innocent, he was the cute guy that showed up one day and became a regular at her coffee shop... He seems to already know her, but how? Should it be comforting to Y/N that's she does...