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

Chapter 34

Alice's POV:
I finish explaining to Tony and Gerard while Frank stirs around in his sleep. Frank is resting his head on Gerard's lap while Gerard holds him.
Gerard takes Frank's hand and squeezes it hugging him tightly. As if in response Frank smiles a small smile and I see him squeeze back. I let a tiny smile creep onto my face. that's adorable...
"So then Frank is... skrit-skize-skirto?" he struggles trying to pronounce the disorder.
"Schizophrenic" I correct him, he smirks shyly looking down at Frank on his lap.
"Yeah that" he replies.
Tony interrupts.
"But that doesn't explain why he raped me!" she snaps. I look down awkwardly.
"And him raping you doesn't justify your RAPIST brand!" Gerard spits.
Gerard really does care about Frank, as do I... but he cares in a different way than me. he strokes Frank's cheek as Frank crinkles his nose.
I grab the pill bag.
"Well..." I start unzipping the zip lock on the bag "Frank has various pills... he'll probably have a medication in here that will help us" Gerard smiles at me in admiration.
I look through the bag.
"There's medication in here for symptoms of schizophrenia... but not a specific sub type" I widen my eyes in realization as I read the capsule "This medication is for an undifferentiated sub type of schizophrenia" I explain.
Gerard looks at me with a worried look and looks down at Frank again.
"What does that mean" he asks with a whisper as he strokes Frank's cheek gently again with the back of his hand.
"In other words Frank doesn't have a specific sub type of schizo" I explain.
"Which means?" Gerard gestures for me to continue.
"It means Frank's just starting to develop the symptoms of schizo" I briefly state "Which only means, he'll get worse..." I continue looking down.
"What?" Gerard chokes "What do you mean? This will happen more often?" He asks with a hoarse voice.
I nod at him and he bends down resting his head on Frank's.
Tony looks at Frank with a slight smile.
"Serves him right" she mumbles.
I look at her with a look of disgust.
Gerard glares at her.
"What did you just say?" he interrogates her.
"I said it serves him right!" she yells at Gerard with tears in her eyes, she wipes her tears quickly "all he's ever done is hurt me!" she yells out again.
I see Gerard narrow his eyebrows and I can hear the sarcasm in his voice.
"Of coarse, we forgot about Tony," he whines, mocking her "how could we forget about Tony, she's in soooo much pain" he bitterly taunts her. Tony glares back at him.
"You don't know what he did to me!" she screams at him.
"Oh no Tony, I have no fucking idea, but clearly it's more painful then anything Frank has to go through, huh? I mean it's clearly that much worse than anything you've done to him" Gerard continues mocking Tony.
I hear the rage in her voice as she shouts at him crying.
"You know what Gerard! Yes, yes it is worse than anything he could go through!"
I look at Frank who is stirring around in his sleep. I tell Gerard that I'm going to take Frank away from him and put him in the bedroom. Gerard's to busy arguing with Tony to listen so I drag him away. Gerard and Tony get up off the floor.
"God give it a rest Tony!" he yells
at her. she slaps him. he rubs his cheek turning his head away.
"How could you be so fucking selfish!" he yells at her with his hand still on his cheek.
I walk into the bedroom with Frank in my arms as he sleepily walks to the bed dragging his feet along the ground. I hug him from behind and he jumps, he smiles at me and wipes his eyes childishly.
"Don't do that" he chuckles and hiccups.
we both laugh as he hiccups. I hug him again as he jumps from hiccups bouncing with me. I giggle as I let go of him.
"You need water" I tell him as I walk out of the room.
I hear him sigh as he sits down on the ground hiccuping.
I chuckle again as I shut the door softly.
when I walk into the kitchen I see Gerard pinned to the floor with his hands up. Tony is leaning over him holding a knife to his throat.
I run up to tony and yank her off Gerard but she manages to stab the floor next to his neck as he flinches.
Gerard's too good a man to hurt a woman so he wasn't going to try anything. Tony turns to me with a look of rage plastered on her face.
"He said I deserved to get raped!" Tony yells.
Gerard gets up off the floor.
"Hey! I said you generally started his disorder acting up when you pushed him against the wall!" He argues. I roll my eyes at them.
"Shut up!" I harshly whisper "both of you!" Tony looks down and Gerard gives me a hurt look... He wants me to side with him.
"Frank doesn't need this right now" I inform them seriously as I go to the kitchen and pour a glass of water.
They both give each other fowl looks as they sit as far apart as possible on the couch.
I take the glass of water into the bedroom and close the door slowly.
Frank is facing the door rocking back and fourth and staring at nothing.
I cough to make him divert his attention. it works and he looks at me.

Frank's POV:
I start rocking on the floor as I suddenly feel alone and abandoned. I feel like Alice left me, like she doesn't care... like no one cares.
she suddenly walks in slowly closing the door behind her and bringing a glass of water in. She stands there for a while just looking at me, observing me like I'm some sort of experiment.
I want to look at her but my eyes just won't let me, I continue staring blankly until she coughs. That worked, I sit up and stop rocking.
I cross my legs and she sits down with me crossing her legs as well. She tucks her black bangs behind her ears and smiles at me as I do the same.
"I'll do whatever it takes to help you" she looks at me with her bright green eyes. For some reason, she makes me feel safe. Her face is even more beautiful when she moves her bangs. As I drink my water I smile at her, I can't help it.
I stop drinking and put the glass down. She gives me a concerned look and takes my hands interlocking them with hers. She leans in and rests her forehead against mine. she kisses my cheek and gives me a half-hearted smile. before moving her head back and asking me.
"Frank, have you had any sexual fantasies lately? ones that don't seem as practical or similar to other fantasies? like..." She pauses and I feel myself getting sweaty and nervous "I don't know, torturous or painful experiences that help you
gain sexual pleasure?" she asks.
I look down with shame. I don't want to answer that. what if she hates me for my answer... what if she carves a word like sicko into me or freak... I really hate this question, I look up at her as she bites her lip waiting for my answer.
"Maybe..." I finally reply.
"Yes or no Frank" she rubs my shoulder.
"Fine yes!" I blurt out looking down.
She hugs me tightly.
"Thank you" she smiles at me squeezing my hands.
"The first step is admitting you have a problem" she tells me. I sigh. Great she's being therapeutic... At least she's trying.
I suddenly feel light headed again but this time I start shaking and nothing else.
"Shhh" she hushes me trying to hold me still "it's okay, you're doing fine Frank" she whispers rubbing my back and embracing me again.
I smile at her as I temporarily stop shaking and start rocking again. she walks out of the room leaving me alone again... what's wrong with me?!
I start shaking again but this time more violently. I feel myself passing out as I hold my arms out in front of me... They don't even look like arms anymore... just black figures and shapes.
There are voices in my head taking over my thoughts.
'Nobody loves you Frank... Nobody cares... Alice has Gerard! What makes you think you're worth anything to her... You are worthless'.
I pull at my hair. Make the voices stop! They control my thoughts until I have nothing else to think about.
'I bet if I died nobody would care, but I wouldn't be living like this... I wouldn't care about any of this... I might actually be happy' these voices are sounding really convincing.
'I could do it while everyone was asleep, I could slit my wrists... or my throat'.
I feel a pounding in my head as these voices start to become my thoughts. I feel the thoughts concealing me from everything. I'm within the solitude of my own mind, and it scares me.