Forever And Always(Frerard)

Chapter 22: Nothing

CHAPTER 22:

-----Gerard's POV----

I ran out of Frank's apartment, faster than I intended. The phone calls had stopped. They had stopped years ago. How could they be starting again?

I ran to the elevator and pushed the down button furiously. I couldn't stop moving my feet and my hands. I kept checking over my shoulder to make sure Frank wasn't following me. I didn't want him to see me like this.

The elevator took forever to come. I jumped in and continued to pound the button for the lobby. Time was going by so slowly I could almost see the seconds disappearing.

When the elevator reached the ground floor, I ran out of the building and onto the street. I tried to run through the crowd, but it was slow going, due to the thick afternoon crowd. I was pushing people aside and they were yelling after me.

It took me a half an hour to get home. I ran into my apartment building and up the 14 flights of stairs to my apartment. Every little detail had slipped my mind except for those about the phone calls. It escaped me that Ray and Mikey were now together and very active if you know what I mean.

I fumbled with my keys and threw the door open.

"DEAR GOD, MIKEY JAMES WAY!!!!!!!" I yelled as I walked in on them having sex. On my couch.

MIkey's head snapped up to look at me like a deer in headlights when he heard my voice. I covered my eyes and faced the wall.

"Put some fucking clothes on both of you," I growled. I was in no mood to be walking in on my brother getting laid by one of my closest friends. I heard Ray run out of the room, but Mikey stayed.

"What's wrong, Gerard? You're crying..."

I whipped around, tears staining my face. "I said go put some fucking clothes on, Mikey!!! Do it!! I'm not fucking playing!!!!" He finally got the message and left the room. I was alone for a few split seconds before he came back, wearing only boxers.

"Gerard, what the serious fuck is going on? You come in crying and yelling at Ray and I..."

"Well, you know, I really don't appriciate walking on my brother fucking his boyfriend on my couch! It's really not how I planned my day!"

Mikey walked over to me and wrapped me in a hug. I sobbed into his shoulder while he patted my hair and tried to calm me down. He lead me over to the couch and we sat down together. 

"Please Gerard, tell me what's wrong."

"Do you remember those calls that I was getting when I was 18, after The Incident?" I searched his face, and when a look of recognition crossed his features, a wave of relief washed over me. I didn't want to explain it.

"I got a call today. It was the same as they were six years ago. I ran out of Frank's apartment when I got it... Mikey, he's after me again." A single tear ran out of my left eye when I finally realized that the man I had eluded for so many years had found me once again. I moved every 18 months, changed my cell number every six months, and changed jobs as much as I could. I moved states, for the love of God! And he still found me.

"Gee... He won't touch you. I won't let hi-"

I stood up and abruptly cut him off. "Yes he will! There's nothing you can do to stop it! He's an animal and he'll never stop!"

"Gerard, I know this probably isn't what you want to hear, but we need to tell Frank. We need to tell him everything. Maybe he'll know what to do."

I considered this for a moment in my head, and nodded slowly.

"I'm gonna go get dressed. Call Frank, and tell him we'll meet him at the Starbucks by his house in twenty minutes. Don't ask, Gerard, tell him." Mikey ordered. With that he left to go get ready.

I took my phone out, my hands shaking slightly, and dialed my boyfriend's number. He picked up quickly.

"Oh, my God, Gee! I was so worried after you ran out of here! What happened?"

"Starbucks by your house, twenty minutes. Mikey and I will meet you there to explain."

"OK.... I'll see you in twenty. Bye, Gerard."

"Bye Frank. I love you." With that I hung up.

It took Mikey 15 minutes to get dressed and do his hair. He was always obsessing about his hair. He also couldn't find his glasses, which made us even more late. We caught a taxi and arrived at the coffee shop after a little more than 45 minutes after I had called Frank.

We walked in. Mikey stopped at the counter to order coffee, but I practically ran straight to the booth that Frank was sitting in. I sat across from him, and leaned across the table to kiss him. He returned the favor and our lips connected.

"I'm sorry we're late. Blame my little brother." He laughed. God, how I loved his laugh. I loved every little thing about him. From his long-ish black hair to his cute little feet.

Mikey came to our table holding three cups of black coffee and sat down next to me. We were all silent for a few mintues while we sipped our cups of hot heaven.

"So, will you please explain what happened earlier?" Frank asked impatiently.

"Frank," I said slowly. "We need to tell you something that goes way farther into my life than just what happened today. Earlier you got the chance to tell me how you felt.  You told me not to interupt you, and now I need you to do the same. OK?"

He nodded and I felt Mikey shift in his seat.

"Remember when we met? You were 15 and I was 18? Well, mere months after we met, I started getting these calls from an anonymous caller that always changed his voice with a voice scrambler. They were threats. At first it seemed like a joke by all the guys that we used to get bullied by. But then, one day, when you were sick and I was walking home alone, a guy grabbed me. I woke up in this basement... Frank, the guy that grabbed me... He raped me. Over and over..." At this point I was shaking and tears were dripping down my face. "After a couple hours, he let me go. I acted like nothing ever happened. I only ever told Mikey. The calls stopped and I hadn't heard from him since. I did all I could to stay away from him. But now, he found me again. I can't deal with him alone. I need you right now." I glanced at Mikey. "I need you both."

Frank leaned back and heaved a sigh. "Wow... That's a lot to take in. Why didn't you tell me before?"

I looked out the window. "Because I was afraid of what you might think of me."

He reached across the table and held my hand. "There's nothing in this world that would make me think any different of you, Gerard. Nothing."

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OK, so this chapter came out a lot longer than I planned. So the next chapter will be centered on the song Sleep. Sorry for any disappointment or cliches that may have happened in this chapter. I needed a stresser to put on Gerard and this seemed like the way to go. Thanks for reading, my Cuties.<3

-CutiePie