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

Chapter 31

Frank's POV:
I start running through the mist. I don't know why, I just feel like I don't belong... Anywhere. I'm sick! I'm a freak! And every girl I ever meet will know exactly what I am. RAPIST.
I hear HER behind me, I won't allow her to catch up. I cut many corners and run through all sorts of alleys. She's a better person than me, of coarse she cares that she hurt me.
I feel my back stinging with the pain of one thousand needles. Make it go away! My breath gets heavier and I clutch onto my carved abdomen.
I feel the pain linger. I give up... I just give up... There's no point, I feel faint as I continue stumbling across the street, I can't see. I can't breathe. I'm just lost. The fog settles around me as I feel myself passing.
I can't stand anymore, my necks feels like a bee or better yet like a wasp has been stinging it repeatedly.
I know I deserved it, I know she has every right to hate me. Fuck, I hate me! I start running again, I can't stop. I just want to find some place where I can curl up and die.
I reach a brick wall and immediatley recognise where I am. I'm somewhere near the plaza. I have to get home. I have to see Gerard, sure he'll rub his happiness in my face but I need... Someone.
I run my hands along the wall as I try to navigate the mist.
I can't see all that well but I see enough to know that I'm near the parking lot. I cling onto the gate and try to see past the fog. Nothing.
There's no space around me without the residence of fog. I feel cold arms reaching around me. When I look around, there's no one there. God! What am I doing? Why am I so paranoid?
The mist is reaching around me making it difficult to see or move. I'm completely frozen looking around in the vapour. The cars zoom past on the road clearing my vision. I shield my eyes as a cold breeze blows, it immediatley blows through my shirt and seeps into my open wounds. I shiver and hold my stomach running across the road in pain. Agonising pain. I couldn't care less if I got hit by a car, I kinda want to get hit. I also really want to get out of the cold though. I continue sprinting up the street as I see the truck. I sigh with relief. I run up to the truck and rush into the door, slamming it behind me and panting while holding my stomach.
Gerard and Alice immediately shoot up and Gerard jumps off the lounge running up to me. I wince as he pulls me forward and I stumble onto the floor.
Gerard has a look of shock on his face and Alice gasps loudly holding my hand.
"Who did this to you?" he urges me taking off my shirt. I shiver and Alice puts her warm arms around me.
"I-I it was a gang, they... Jumped me" I lie.
He stares at me for a while "right" he utters in disbelief. I rub the back of my head and feel something. I pull it out, a small rock was in my head, I shutter and Alice rushes over to the cupboard. Gerard helps me up and sits me on the lounge. He leers at my stomach in disgust and shouts at me.
"No fucking 'GANG'," he quotes "would carve a word like RAPIST into a random guy's stomach!" he yells at me. I look down.
"It- it was Tony" I silently confess not looking at either of them. Gerard jumps back.
"What?" he chokes.
Alice steps away from me.
"Why would Tony carve a word like...that into you?" she starts shaking her head in disbelief.
"No, no, no you didn't!" she exclaims.
I avoid eye contact as I hear her plea.
"No Frank! No you wouldn't, you-you didn't!" she cries. Gerard holds her, I can see her shaking in his arms, I refuse to look at her, or answer her.
Gerard snaps at me "Frank! What did you do?!" he starts interrogating me.
He nudges my shoulder roughly.
"What the Fuck did you do Frank?!" he repeats.

Alice's POV:
My heart stops when I hear him say Tony. I know he didn't. He would never hurt Tony... Who could ever lay a hand on Tony, she's so sweet and innocent.
Frank stares at the ground not moving his eyes to look at either of us. Gerard is yelling at him and pushing him.
Is Frank really a... Rapist? No... No he couldn't.
I shake in Gerard's arms and repeatedly plead to Frank.
"You-You didn't!" I hear my own shaky voice, on the verge of tears. I feel Gerard's grip getting tighter as he rocks me in his arms.
Frank glares at me.
"I guess I didn't mean anything to you then huh?" he spits. His words dripping with venom.
"Oh please Frank! You need rest!" I shout at him.
"You need... Help" Gerard adds.
Frank stands up and holds his stomach wincing in pain. He gasps loudly as he slides his hands over the furniture surrounding us trying to stabalize himself. I stop shaking and squirm out of Gerard's grasp running to him. I realize now that he's extremely hurt and this not the time to do this to him.
As I wrap my arm around Frank I feel a sharp pain in my torso. he STABBED me! I hold my wound and begin to breath heavily as I back away from him.
"Why?" I cry.
He stares at me, completely emotionless. Gerard rushes to my side and I rest the back of my head on his shoulder as he hugs me and tries to sooth my wound.
"I-I-I didn't mean to..." Frank shutters. I glare at Frank as Gerard looks up at him with a horrified expression.
Frank throws his knife on the floor and grips his hair with frustration dropping to his knees and sobbing.
"I'm so sorry" I hear him cry.
Psycho.
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A/N
Hey guys, sorry for not updating yesterday but I had a friend over and I avoided writing pretty much the whole day.
Hope you liked the new chapter anyway... Sorry it's a bit late.
Love you all