Chapter 70

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Gerard's POV:
I really wish I had a phone... I never liked Gym in high school so it would be great if I could just call a taxi instead of walking.
Frank is bopping along on my back, I'm not complaining, it's actually keeping me warm because of all of the water that my jeans and boots are soaked in.
My hacked up arm is probably infected now and my wrist is stinging a million times worse than before or even while Amanda was cutting it.
Frank's hands are getting tight around my neck and I can feel his body shifting.
He starts shaking on my back, causing me to shake along with him.
It's really annoying but I know that the poor guy can't help it.
I stop walking and gently let him slide off of my back. What is he doing now...
Alice stops walking and comes over to Frank and I. I feel Frank shivering even as he dismounts me.
I think he's having an episode.
And his pills aren't with him.
In fact his pills are still at the venue...
Fuck!
Frank is probably having an episode right now and we're in the middle of nowhere, without any means of communication.
I can't get him through every episode, and that just sucks because I'm the only one who actually does something about it.
Alice stands there screaming at him and then she starts screaming at me to do something about it. go figure.
The only thing I think I can do right now is hope he's not having some mondo meltdown and try to get through to him even though he's screaming at himself with these so called 'voices'.
Alice starts to talk to Frank, saying things about how he needs to calm down.
I of course think this is an absurd demand to make considering the guy can't just flick a switch and not be psycho.
I wonder why it took me so long to finally understand that Frank has a mental illness.
Frank starts to hold his arms, scratching at his flesh.
"Gerard, I want you and Alice to leave me" he states as he stops himself from walking another inch.
I give him a sad look.
"Frank, we will make it back, all of us, together" I answer.
Frank shakes his head and starts to rock back and forth.
"No! Do what they say, just go!" He yells at me.
I jump back as he pushes me into Alice, we both fall on the ground lying next to each other.
Alice smiles at me, helping me back up and dusting herself off.
She turns back to Frank with a guilty expression.
Frank smiles at us, still shaking. His smile is... Creepy and unsettling.
I've had just about enough of these fucking schizo episodes.
I sigh and push Alice away.
"Frank we need you to come with us" I say as I offer my hand to him.
"No" he replies "fuck you!" He suddenly shouts at me.
I give him an offended look and place the tips of my fingers on my chest, symbolizing my heart.
"Why don't you?" I reply.
Alice laughs but Frank just glares at me.
"You son of a bitch!" He yells.
I stare at him as he lunges at me, pinning me down on the muddy grass and injuring my back.
Alice covers her mouth in a state of shock.
"Oh you mean like how you fucked Alice back in that shithole" he spurts.
I clear my throat as Frank grabs my shirt.
Twisting his fingers to grip the fabric he pulls me close to him, my head just above the ground.
"We didn't have sex Frank!" I yell out to Frank but he sits on top of me and continues to grip my shirt.
Without any hesitation, he smashes my head into the ground.
The pain shoots straight into my head and travels to my neck.
I feel a stinging sensation in my skull.
I'm unable to move my head, the pain is weakening.
Frank seems rather joyful of the pain he inflicted as he smiles and starts to giggle.
I give him a disgusted look and see Alice behind him, still in shock.
Frank must have a lot of pent up rage because he won't stop beating me and slowly smiling about it.
"Frank stop!" I yell.
Frank is so obviously being deafened by his own illness, I can see that he's angry, I can feel that he's angry but it doesn't mean he would just take it out on me.
Is it really something I did?
He picks my head up again by grabbing onto my messy, wet hair and slams it down onto the grass.
I'm just glad we haven't made it to the city yet or the road for that matter or this could get a lot worse.
I look into Frank's emotionless and empty eyes, all though empty I still think he feels guilty for doing this to me.
His stare is intense, it's more of a hateful glare.
He picks my head up again and continues to slam it in the mud.
Alice is now yelling for him to stop.
Frank starts to throw punches now.
His fist collides with my face as if my skull is caving in.
He goes straight for my nose with his next punch, I counter his fist and push him away, scoring a punch myself.
My fist makes contact with his chin almost immediately and his head flies back as he holds his jaw, Alice is screaming at us to stop.
I brace myself and feel Frank's knuckles against my cheek, I groan at the pain as he rapidly punches my eyes.
When I finally get the opportunity to hurt him, I take it.
He stops punching me and covers his eyes.
I kick him off me, he rolls over and lands on his wrist, he gasps as I quickly jump onto him and start ruining his face.
I feel all of the misery with every puch that I aim at his face.
All of the heartbreak and guilt, I stop punching him instantly and jump off of his chest.
"Why did you do that to me man?!" He shouts, I want to slap him so hard right now.
"Do what?" I pant, standing up.
He slowly drags himself off of the ground and kneels next to Alice.
"You know what I mean, I finally find someone who understands me and loves me but then of course you have to ruin it with your... Being you, being the oh so fucking irrisistable Gerard Way" he mocks.
What is he talking about?
"I didn't 'ruin' anything!" I shout at him "she loves me Frank, she always has! She never stopped and..." I look at Alice, she is shaking her head with tears in her eyes "She... I" I stammer, starting to get distracted by Alice and her crying.
Frank stops and stares at me.
"I loved her and she loved me, we were in love!" He defends, his voice becoming cracked, he's on the verge of tears.
"Look around Frank, she felt sorry for you, that's all... You have problems and Alice isn't stupid like your last lamb... Tony" I reply.
Frank looks down and gets up off the floor, he wipes his nose, his blood is slowly dripping out of his nose like a tap when the water is just being turned off.
I feel overly guilty about saying what I did but it was true.
"Is it true Alice? You pittied the weak and sick minded freak side of me, you never cared about us or what we could be together" his voice is filled with rage and sadness.
"Of course I care about you Frank and I still love you, whatever happened in that place, it was a mistake" she answers him.
I extend my stare to Alice and look away as I feel the tears prick my eyes.
Never meant anything... It never meant anything.
Frank seems like he doesn't believe her, he continues to glare at her and then at me.
"You planned all of this? Didn't you?" He starts to question us "this was all your plan, wasn't it? Oh look at the idiot Frank, he'll believe anything we tell him" he acts.
I give him an uncomfortable stare as I back away.
His voice is filled with sarcasm and mockery.
"Fuck you! No wait, just fuck each other, because I know that's what you've wanted to do the whole time you were with me Alice, you just wanted to fuck Gerard! Well you know what I hope you just enjoy each other, 'cause I'm done!" He yells.
Alice is crying and Frank has a very enraged posture.
My thoughts are trying to avoid this situation.
Frank hates me... I know that.
His eyes are red, which reflects his mood.
He clenches his fists and looks at me with a glare that says 'die' or that's what it seems like.
He kicks the ground in an annoyed manner and turns around as he starts running off to the road.
Alice grabs my wrist and starts running after him, I stop running and pull her back.
"What are you doing Alice, who's side are you on?" I ask as I pull my wrist away from her hand.
She shakes her head with a frustrated expression.
"I'm not on anyone's side, Frank can't be alone, he's ill and doesn't have medication" she replies.
I look down at my wrist as she puts her hand around it again.
I smirk as she starts running again.
Finally, I'm alone with her.

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