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

Chapter 72

Alice's POV:
I've lied to Gerard too many times, way too many... I just can't believe I told him I love him again.
God knows I don't feel that way anymore.
"Gerard" I call him.
He is of course further than me and has been for a while because he is a lot more fit than I am.
Gerard turns around.
"Yes my dear" he sings.
I giggle and run up to him.
"I missed us" I say as I hug him, almost knocking him onto the road.
He quickly uses all of his strength to stop himself and I from falling on the road.
Maybe I do love him still...
But I love Frank...
"I love..." I stop myself.
Gerard's eyes are full of hope and he smiles at me.
"I love Frank..." I finish.
Gerard's expression changes completely and he rolls his eyes as he turns away from me.
Idiot! What the hell is wrong with me!?
"What?" He asks in a heart breaking tone.
"I mean... I love y-" I try to correct myself but Gerard turns and harshly puts his finger on my lips.
"Save it Alice, I don't wanna hear it, I know exactly what you meant" he shakes his head in dissapointment.
I try to apologize but he won't accept it.
He starts walking again, this time he looks down the whole time he walks.
Great job Alice, you idiot.
I walk up next to him.
"Gerard I really do love you" I try to convince him.
He stops and glares at me for a while, his stare softens and his gaze travels to my chest.
"Sure... I'm sure you do" he smirks sarcastically.
I cover my chest as he continues staring.
"What are you staring at perv!" I shout.
He rips my hands away from my chest.
"Oh that? I was just looking for your heart" he smiles and turns around, continuing the long walk.
I look down, he's right... I'm so cold to him.
The town is still nowhere in sight, only swampy places, the road and the dark night sky.
I care a lot about Gerard but I still love Frank.
Or do I really love Gerard and I can't admit it to myself because I feel like I have a responsibility to love Frank.
What am I saying... Loving Frank is a privilege not a responsibility.
I hate myself right now.
Only because of my stupid hormones controlled thoughts.
That and my whiny teen angst.
Why can't this be easy...
Before I met Gerard, I dreamed of a day that he would be in love with me and now that it's happened, it's all so surreal.
I can't stand my thoughts, I've been dreaming, I've been fantasizing about being with my idol for so many years, ever since the band started but he actually loves me... I wish I could just say I don't love you to Gerard, but it's not true, I've confused my feelings since day one of this... This insanity.
I love Gerard... Probably more than any other boyfriend I've had, and I've had about five serious-ish relationships, they all crashed and burned. What little left of my heart that I had after all of those heart breaking endings was pretty much everything I gave to Gerard and Frank.
I gave them all of me, both of them.
It's like I'm a different person with each of them and it sucks! I want Gerard and he wants me... I want Frank and on a sub conscious level, I know he wants me.
"Gerard, please?" I try again.
This time he responds.
In a sad tone, he says "what is it this time Alice?".
I look away for a minute before responding.
"I, I really do love you... More than I've lead on, and yes at one point I did want to have..." I stop and look at Gerard, who's smiling at what he knows I was about to say.
"Go on" he says in a cute tone.
"I-I" I stammer and start to get nervous "I mean I did want to have... Sex with you" I continue.
Gerard stops walking.
"Sorry what was that?" He asks.
I laugh nervously.
"Geez relax Ally," Gerard says "I was only joking, I just wanted to make sure I heard you correctly" he smirks. I smile back.
"Point is... I still care, I just can't do that to Frank" I continue.
Gerard goes back to his bitter facial expression.
"Why is it always about Frank with you!? Gaaaawd!" He lightens his outburst with a humorous emo tone.
I laugh a little and he smiles slightly.
"I know I'm a bitch, Gerard and I'm sorry that I've been playing you like this" I apologize.
Gerard stares into my eyes and moves my hair.
"Yeah, you are the biggest bitch of a girl I've met besides 'pink haired psycho' but that doesn't change anything... I love you anyway, it's pissing me off actually, you're becoming an obsession" he looks down and his black fringe falls perfectly over his eyes as he makes an adorable expression.
"I know I don't have some kind of mental illness but I hope you still wanna take care of me and love me... Like I would for you" Gerard sounds serious and yet so damn adorable.
We continue walking and I see a light ahead, a street light... We're almost there.

Frank's POV:
I wake up in the same car, light blue Honda... I think.
Jemma is still driving.
"Oh good, you're awake" she says, smiling a small smile.
"You know, you're an extremely pretty doctor Jemma" I compliment her.
She blushes.
"Oh, uhh thank you Frank, you're an extremely pretty man" she giggles. I smile and thank her.
"So, where are we going?" I ask.
She concentrates on the road and turns on the radio.
"I don't know yet" she snaps as she holds her forehead.
"Headache doc?" I question.
She nods with a painful facial expression and I frown.
"Can I help you?" I ask.
I feel so alone right now... I wouldn't want to ruin a marriage so I won't try anything, even though the voices are telling me to do something.
I'm not listening to you.
Jemma smiles at me.
"What?" I ask her as she continues smiling.
"You've got a very cute behaviour, well I think you do" she smiles.
I grin back at her.
She seems a little... Distracted.
She turns the radio up louder.
"Fuck yeah! I love this song!" I shout, earning a giggle from my former doctor.
"You do huh?" She laughs.
"Yeah, are you kidding me? Awesome band" I exclaim.
She smiles.
"I tend to love the punk scene especially when it comes to Black flag, they are definitely one of my all time favourites" she happily explains.
"Awesome!" I shout "I dig punk rock, I love the alternative sound" I say, trying to keep conversation.
Jemma smiles, genuinely seeming interested.
"I do love alternative music, my husband Patrick was actually in an alternative pop, rock band" she explains, her stories are so interesting "I believe you would have heard of them, they were definitely one of my favourite bands growing up, Fall out boy" she says.
I pause and stare at her beautiful, clear face with brown eyes.
Oh man, I wish I met her before Patrick... Is that mean? I don't think it is...
"Actually, fall out boy were what got me into you guys, of course before I listened to their music, I watched one of your very early live shows, it was when you had those cool dreads" she winks at me. I lean towards her while she drives.
I feel my heart start to flutter.
"Huh..." I say, clearly distracted by her... Awesomeness.
"Oh uhh, I think the show was in Orange, the one at the pier in New Jersey, you guys were great but I was into a different sound then so I didn't give it much of a chance" she goes on... And on.
I like hearing her voice, it's kinda motherly, it's sweet.
She seems to be around my age.
We pull up in a driveway and she gets out of the car with her bag.
I undo my seatbelt and follow her.
She walks around the hood of the car and smiles as she hands me a chocolate ice cream.
"Just for you" she giggles.
She's irrisistable...
I need to do something... No wait! I can't...
She walks me into an average suburban home with a beautiful garden, it's still night time.
The stars are beautiful, Jemma turns to me and smiles, I notice she's unlocked the door so I walk in.
I walk over her cream coloured carpet and into her amazing living room, you can totally tell that a family lives here.
I smile at her and take off my shirt.
"I hope you don't mind if I just go take a shower" I tell her.
She blushes and looks down.
"Oh that's fine, maybe wait till you get to the bathroom next time..." She hints.
I giggle as she directs me to her bathroom.
I really like this place.
'Tis a shame such a fine woman is spoken for.
I have Alice but she loves Gerard, at least I think she does...
Jemma comes in with towels as I run the tap to get the warm water to come out.
She hands them to me and stares at my stomach.
She gasps.
"What is that!?" She exclaims.
"That's, that's" I look down at my stomach and cover it immediately "Nothing!" I shout, turning away.
She sighs and pats my back.
"It's okay, I can fix that, it's not overly deep... Oh and also, don't use Patrick's hair products, they are special, we're almost out is all" she smiles and closes the door.
I get undressed completely after locking the door.
Finally, peace...