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

Chapter 45

Frank's POV:
I stare at the zip lock bag of medication in my hand, I could try to overdose...
"Do it Frank! Nobody cares about you, you're just insignificant in their lives, Alice doesn't even care, see how she left you!" The voices hiss at me. I can't take it, I need an escape.
My lungs start to get heavier as I see the blurred shadows gathering around me. Just leave me alone! They get closer and closer until they're within arms reach of me. I need Alice! I need Gerard... Somebody who can scare them away. I can't do anything about them but I wish I could.
They darken the world around me creating a miserable depiction of everything and everyone. Like drugs can help me now. I hear their constant banging on the walls, they twist my thoughts and convince me to do things I know I'll regret. In the after math I'll end up hurting everyone I care about no matter what. This void inside is swallowing my heart and removing my ways of communicating emotion, because that was never hard in the first place. When I want to scream or even cry I'm not allowed to, my emotions are something only I can feel yet never show... Why me?
I want to get up but they hold me down, refusing to let me escape. But they aren't really there are they? I can stop them from hurting me if I remember that they aren't real... But they are! They are real and I need to escape. I feel claws digging into my skin and piercing my arm. I laugh at the pain wanting to scream but I'm unable to.
"You're pathetic!" They taunt me.
"I'm not pathetic! I'm not pathetic!" I scream at them as they disappear. They all fly away as I lay on the pavement, in pain but not wanting to get up. As I look around in the dark street I see two street lights flickering on and off. I look down at my arm and notice the claw marks.
They were here! I need to get away... I need to find my escape.
I struggle to get up and hold my arm. But why can't anyone else see them? Am I that different? Perhaps other worldly...
A large gust of wind hits my arm as if it were vinegar, I gasp loudly as I cover the bloody scratches on my arms.
I start trying to walk at a fast pace as I approach a long and quiet street.
"Okay Frank, no noise... Or they might find you again" I tell myself as I start creeping down the road. The long and fucking creepy road. I feel myself shivering with every step I take. But I have to keep moving or they'll catch me again. No matter what pain I put anyone in I'll always suffer the most.
I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket but the sudden movement makes me jump and I start running. Faster! Faster! I run through an alley and circle around the plaza. Perfect, back to square one.
There's only a path between me and the truck, I can't go back... I just can't.
Before I can make the desision of whether or not to go in I see Gerard walking... In tears.
I start shaking as I walk over to him, his face is tired and he seems to resent me. He seems to loath me.
"Alice... She's looking for you" he wipes his cheek as I see a tear.
"What, what's wrong?" I ask him gently touching his shoulder.
He HATES me right now, he glares at me with his watery, swallon eyes and I stop touching his shoulder jumping back as if his glare was a lazor.
Sure feels like one, burning my soul.
He stops glaring and stares at the ground.
"I'm... Sorry" he hesitantly apologizes.
I rub his shoulder with my hand completely forgetting about the scratches. He smiles as he rests his hand on mine but his gaze travels down from my eyes to the gashes in my arm. He gasps and grabs my arm.
"Did you do this?" He asks as he trails his fingers up my arm.
"I... I don't think I did" I reply unsure. But it must have been those creatures! It was! I'm not crazy! Am I...
I look at my hands, observing the dry blood and skin stuck in my nails. Did I really do this...? No! No, I couldn't have... I saw those creatures, I know I did.
I hide my hands behind my back in a childish effort as I look at the ground. Have I been running from myself this whole time? They were real!
Gerard is staring at me with a look of shock as I start talking to myself.
"No he wasn't, they were chasing me... Weren't they?" I ask myself out loud.
Gerard is still looking like he wants to cry so I stop distracting myself and ask him again. It takes a while but he finally tells me.
"It's Alice... She, she said I don't need her as much as you, she wants to help you..." He pauses and looks down "and that means she doesn't want to be with me anymore" he starts to sniff and wipe his eyes. His voice cracks as he looks down, covering his face completely with his jet black fringe.
"I, I have to go" he sobs as he starts walking faster towards the truck. I call out to him but he ignores me.
Alice broke his heart... All for me, all to help me. I think I'm in love with Alice.

Gerard's POV:
I feel as if my heart has been ripped out, torn up and stomped on. My chest hurts from all of the crying and pleading, I could have saved what we had, I could save us... But it would never have worked, he loves her in ways that I wish she loved me. What hurts the most is the fact that Frank (My best friend) went behind my back with her. I suppose I deserved it...
Tony and I were harmlessly flirting, it didn't mean anything and it never will. But Alice doesn't care, she has no idea how much I need her.
I miss her... Already I miss her and there's nothing I can say to change that.
Isn't it crazy how much I love her when I only met her a week ago. But I admit it, I still love her and I always will, I still believe in her.
I wish I had a bulletproof heart so I wouldn't feel like this... So I wouldn't have to experience this.
If there was a place I could go to where I no longer have to deal with life or... Feelings... Or Alice then I would be there in a heart beat. I can't stop thinking about you Alice... If you only knew...