It's the end... (kidnapping story)

Chapter 18

Alice's POV:
Gerard's eyes are watering as he backs away from me, he suddenly clenches his fists and yells out how they're sick shovanistic pigs. I can see all the rage in his body as he starts pushing furniture and smashing the bottles of alcohol on the bench.
"What are you doing?!" I yell at him "Stop it, you're gonna hurt yourself!" I cry, he just continues smashing them on the floor as I cry and scream at him. I feel the world freeze around me as I stare at him in silence, he cuts his hand with the glass and throws the door open, I want to run to him but he seems so sick, so furious with me. Did he blame me for what happened? Of coarse he did, it was all my fault, I'm the one who ran away, I'm so stupid... So useless.
The door slammed leaving me alone in the truck with my thoughts, I looked out the window and saw Gerard puking... Twice.
I start crying, bawling my eyes out knowing I caused this.
I see him punch the ground slamming glass into his hand leaving his blood on the path.
I can't believe how angry he is.
And I can't stop him, I don't know how.
He runs back into the truck throwing the door open, he goes into the bathroom and I follow him.

Gerard's POV:
I rush into the bathroom and put my glass impaled hand under the water in the sink, I stare as I watch the crimson red leak out of my hand and into the drain. I grunt angrily pulling out the glass, each one cuts like a knife spurting more and more blood onto my arm.
I finally pull out the last piece and instantly feel light headed, I drag myself out of the bathroom and wrap my hand with a bandage from the first aid kit. I sit down on the couch, slouching just glaring at nothing.
Alice walks in front of me looking worried. I can't stand to look at her, at what they've done to her. I glare at her silently with my index finger and thumb resting on my cheek. I feel disgusted, and hollow. She just stands there crying. I take my finger and thumb off my cheek and blink slowly. I sit up and study her, she covers her face crying. I get up and hug her, I so badly want to take off those haunting clothes but she's so vulnerable right now, I force a smile and kiss her cheek as she flinches.
She's scared of me. I stop hugging her and nod.
"Okay, go clean up, we're going shopping" I tell her. She just looks at me wierdly and goes into the bedroom.

Tony's POV:
I can't walk, everything hurts so much. I stumble to a tree and lean against it slowly sliding down it as I start to cry. I can't look at myself, let alone Frank. I hide my face in shame as I cry and hug my knees.
My phone rings and the ringtone of I'm not okay starts playing, I press the answer button quickly and say hello. Before I can finish my hello a voice cries into the phone.
"Where are you?!" they shout, I recognise my mum's voice as she cries to me.
"I'm coming home now, love you, bye" I hang up and slide my phone in my pocket. I see a short familiar man walk across the road straight through traffic, he has a guitar case and he's on the phone. I hide behind the tree hoping he didn't see me. He still looks so depressed as he walks up the street. Good!

Frank's POV:
I finally reach the truck and see a pile of puke... Sick! I continue up the steps to the door and open it to a crying Gerard.
"Gee, what's up?" I startle him as he wipes his face and looks up at me.
"Nothing, I'm umm I'm fine" he barely chokes out.
I give him a smile and sit next to him on the lounge, I give him a quick hug
and ask him again.
"I, I love her Frank" he starts in a hushed tone "the things they did to her in there, they raped her again" he pauses for a long time as he looks at the ground "and this time... This time I wasn't there to save her" he cries at the last part making it barely audible. I allow him to cry on my shoulder as I hug him again.
"I'm so sorry Gee" I comfort him.
He stares at me for a while.
"Don't be, I'm to blame, I basically threw her out, she had no where to go and... It's all my fault" he continues crying as I pat his back. He's my best friend, it hurts me to see him this broken. He let's me hold him as he tries to be strong. I can tell he wants to be alone because he let's go of me.
"I'll be in the bedroom if you need me okay" I shout as I walk off towards the bedroom.
"Hey Frank wait," he stops me "uhh thank you" he smiles. I smile back at him and open the bedroom door.
Finally, alone... Well, soughta.