2 Way Problem (My Chemical Romance) ×ON HIATUS FOR A WHILE×

Chapter 8

Monique POV:

I hesitantly opened the door of the place where I was being held. I didnt want to be here. I caused conflict with the Way Bros. and Frank wants to rape me. I didnt even know about Ray. He was nice, but he's probably done with me too.

I walked carefully to my room and peaked inside. Frank was still on the floor. I became worried because this wasnt supposed to happen. I slowly made my way towards him.

"F-Frank?"I called out to him. Nothing. Oh no.

"Frank, wake up please,"I said knealing down next to him and placing his head on my lap. He had a bloody patch of hair,where I hit him.

"React goddamnit!"I shouted in frustration and softly slapped hin a couple of times.

"Hnng," I heard. Frank was okay.

"H-How are you feeling?" I asked. Frank looked up at me and for the first time since Ive been kidnapped, I stared into his eyes. I forgot the beautiful hazel, mixed with a touch of green, eyes he had.
"Why do you care? You fucking hit me with a lamp!" he exasperated. I blushed because I kind of forgot.

"My weakness is that I care too much. Now Im going to see if I can fix that head of yours." I got up and left the room.

Who could I ask for help? Gerard is mad at me and so is Mikey. Ray it is. I made my way to Rays room and knocked.

"Come in," he said. So I went in, obviously.

"Do you think we could take Frank to the hospital?" I asked him.

"Wait why?" Ray asked. I signaled him to follow me into my room.

He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Frank on the floor.

"Monique! What did you do?!" Ray shouted.

"Goddamnit Ray! Shut the fuck up!" Frank hissed at Ray. He mumbled a 'sorry'.

"Well if Frank wasnt such a horny butt wipe, none of this wouldve happened," I said.

"Can we just go to a hospital or something? My head is killing me!" Frank exasperated.

"Wont we get arrested?" Ray asked.

"Who's getting arrested?" Gerard said appearing at the door. He looked at me and gave me a blank expression.

"Frank, what happened?" Mikey said, pushing his way through Gerard.

"Can we just do something about his head? Jesus Christ!" I yelled out. I was tired of explaining what happened.