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

Chapter 20

Gerard's POV:
The Sun's setting as I start walking through the town. I think everyone's much more lively around sun down so I stick to the shadows, it almost doesn't make sence because I'm wearing sunglasses. I see a group of men and I feel sick, sure they may not have bad intentions but I just HATE every man that I see right now.
I hate those 'men' with a passion.
I look at them, glaring as I brush past.
"Hey! You've got a problem man?" he yells.
"You are the problem!" I blurt out. God fucking dammit... Idiot.
I run away from them as I hear them chasing behind me. I'm gonna get in so much shit right now. They come towards me all in a group as I corner myself in an alley. My red hair is covering my face as I lean up against the wall.
"Uhhh, sorry?" I say not really meaning it. I won't cower before them, if they want a fight I'll bring the war.
I look at their every move observing them, I feel like a trapped animal.
"Emo trash!" one yells.
I pull out my gun, I had no choice.
"Sorry what was that?" I ask aiming at them.
"Hey nothing man, sorry for bumping into you" one of them whimpers. They all turn away and run, tripping over each other.
I put my gun away. I continue walking through town when I come across a coffee shop, I go in and a waitress immediatley greets me.
"No eyewear sir" she tells me trying to take off my sunglasses.
"No! Uhhh, I have a rare... Eye condition?" she stares at me for a while but then rolls her eyes and sighs. She finds me a table and tells me to sit and wait to order.
Okay wierd cafe...
I take out my phone I cracked it, a lot when I threw it.
I turn it on hoping it still works. It plays a loud beeping sound for a couple seconds making me jump hitting my knee on the table. Everyone looks at me in shock as I try to silence my phone, I just hit it a bunch of times which just increases the weird beeping sound. I sit there covering my face waiting for it to turn off. Eventually the phone stops making noises so I go on it and log onto my twitter account.
I check on my feed and make a quick tweet.
I wait for what seems like hours until a blonde waitress with gum in her mouth comes up to me. She starts talking and her mouth drops open when she removes my sun glasses.
Her gum falls right into my hair.
"Fuck," I exclaim loudly "it took me forever to get this colour, god dammit, I have to get your gum out of it now" I yell.
She looks really excited.
"y-you-you're Gerard freaking Way" she screams.
"I don't recall that in my birth certificate" I smirk. She laughs at my joke and picks her gum out of my hair. Fuck sake.
She finally gets it out after several minutes of yanking at my hair.
"Can I get a picture, please" she begs.
"Yeah sure," I look at her name tag "Ella" I smile.
She screams with excitement as she hugs me, I take the photo and ask her for a coffee and two scones with cream and jam.
She smiles as she practically runs into the kitchen with my order in her notebook.
More waiting.

Tony's POV:
I start bashing on the door rapidly. Mum comes to the door with a worried expression and a bat. I flinch as she opens the door and lifts up the bat past her head. I wait for the horrible pain on my head to come but it doesn't. She drops the bat and starts crying squeezing me in her arms and shaking. I cry with her as she shuts the door and takes me inside, I feel safe and happy like everything that happened today just... Didn't happen. I walk into the kitchen to see my dad and my brother hugging. I go up to dad and hug him, he smiles as his eyes widen.
"Where were you!" he yells in tears.
"We thought you were, you were dead..." mum adds.
My annoying brother doesn't seem so annoying right now. He just smiles at me and hugs my waist, he's so short for his age.

Alice's POV:
I take my hair out of the plush red Gerard towel and sit on the bed.
I feel like crying but I've cried so much that I just sit there staring at the ground. Gerard's really angry at me. Is he angry because I was with another man? I can't cry but rather just sit there feeling depressed. I don't deserve this body or this life.
I get up off the bed and creak the door open, I see Frank swallowing like ten different pills, I hope he didn't see me. He looks up at me with a depressed look, I know how he feels. He just grabs his keys off the bench next to me looking down the whole time, I wasn't thinking I was just empathizing with him and I hugged him. He just looks at me confused as he hesitantly hugs me back. He smiles slightly at me before looking back down and exiting the truck.
I watch as the door closes slowly. I run up to the kitchen drawers and take out a knife. The knife is sharp... I haven't self harmed for so long, not since I was with 'them' my so called family. I never want to go back there. I've been with Gerard for a week now and they would be furious with me if I went back. I would endure more abuse then ever. I HATE my life.