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

Chapter 73

Gerard's POV:
I can't get over Alice, she's always on my mind... I wish she felt the same, like really the same.
If she really does love me than why would she try to convince me that she loves Frank.
It's not like loving Frank is some kind of grand gesture, she won't get a medal for staying with him, and yet she does. I don't understand her, not even one bit.
"Gee, we're close" she giggles.
I laugh along with her.
"I love when you call me that, what do you call Frank?" I ask.
"The obvious one Gee," she looks across the road to see a line of red and white cars, driving along "I call him Frankie" she smiles.
I smile back at her. A fake smile.
I turn around again and start walking faster towards the city.
I start running and Alice calls out to me.
We are so close, I don't want to be out here any longer.
"So about Frank" I hint Alice.
I stopped running to say it, giving her the perfect opportunity to jump on me.
"I... Frank, he still needs me, I can't leave him" she stammers.
"Fucking hell Alice!" I shout, wanting to throw her on the road "You know he's not a little, helpless kid... He doesn't Need anybody, and besides," I look down and Alice moves my hair out of my face, lightly dragging her fingers across my chin.
I close my eyes at her heavenly touch.
"You belong here, with me Alice, you and I are fate" I say, trying not to sound creepy.
Alice's touch is becoming softer, she moves her hand from my chin to my shoulders and trails two fingers down my chest.
The feeling is sensational, but I'm getting hot from it and I don't want that to happen like this.
Alice stops just above my waist line.
No! Oh God how I wanted her to keep going... It's better if she cuts it off there though.
I continue walking while she lightly hugs my neck to stay on my back.
I take one of her hands off my neck and hold it tightly, kissing it quickly with a peck.
I love Alice more than she'll ever know... But all good things must come to an end eventually.
"Alice, we never did get to have... It, not together... I know you have a tortured past but I wanted that night to be... Special" I tell her.
She puts her head down on my shoulder.
"I'm sorry that I screamed at you Gerard, it just felt wrong and scary... And those guys, well they really hurt me and now I don't think I want to go through anything sexual again" she finishes, I feel her tears on my shoulder.
"Alice" I whisper.
She cries into my shoulder, her crying is more of a sob, just kinda cute crying...
"Did Frank... Do anything?" I ask her.
"No" she quickly defends him "he would never touch me like that, he knew my boundries" she states.
She doesn't know what she's talking about.
"Did you cry because it hurt? what I was doing" I ask her.
She cries softly on my shoulder again.
"Yes" she cries.
I pat her hand and lean my head on hers.
"I'm sorry for hurting you Alice" I apologize.
"You didn't hurt me badly, it was just... It stung a lot" she continues crying into my shoulder "I'm so sorry Gerard, I wanted to, I really did but I couldn't let myself be pleasured... Not even a little" her voice is cracked and I feel her start to shake a little.
"Don't cry Ally" I comfort her "please don't cry Alice, I might have to cry with you and it's not a pretty sight, trust me" I joke.
Alice giggles but hugs me tighter.
"I know I can't take back the things I said, but I know in my heart that I still love you" she says, kissing my cheek.
I feel like screaming.
Does she know how torturing it is to be loved by someone and then just have your pathetic and naïve heart torn to pieces by that same person who you think is your solemate.
The one.
She really fucking doesn't understand the confusion I'm going through because of... Fuck! Whatever... I guess I'll just play along with her pedi love game.
"I love you Alice, do you love me? Do you really love me?" I interrogate her.
She shifts uncomfortably on my back, probably trying to get off me.
I smirk and pull her legs closer, so she can't get off.
"Gerard, Gee please?" She asks me, kicking her legs around.
I laugh and reply with a simple no.
She sighs.
"I love you Gerard but again, I love Frank" she tries to struggle out of my grip again.
I instantly let go of her legs, letting her fall.
"Whatever happened to loving me?" She asks, rubbing her head from the fall.
I roll my eyes.
"You told me you could discover things with me that you never would have found with Frank! You told me that Alice... Again, you enjoy crushing any ounce of my heart that I've fucking dedicated to you" I start to get emotional "You were my reason to live, you were what kept me going when I didn't want to, before I met you I had this thought in the back of my head everyday that I was going to die alone, that I'd never find a girl that I could love. I didn't even know what love was before I saw you and met you... I got the girl of my dreams and she decided I wasn't good enough for her" by this point I've exposed every real feeling I had. All my anger, sadness and shame came out all at once.
I have tears running down my cheeks and the emotional pain is unbearable.
Alice is speechless and I hide my face from her, I hate this...
"What happened to us?" She asks in tears "I've ruined everything" she sinks her fingernails into her silky, black hair.
I know she loves Frank but I don't care.
I love Frank too... Not in the same way as her, it's something deeper than why she loves him.
If only I never met Alice or Tony...
I was quite content just being with my best friend, my brother and my inspiration.
But sadly I have met Alice and I don't want her to Leave me...
Ever.
We come to the main street on the city "Kenna boulevard".
I start to resent Alice and my feelings for her.

Frank's POV:
I get out of the shower singing a song, one that I'm working on.
I wrap a plain white towel around my waist and look in the mirror.
My eyes water at the RAPIST brand I forgot I had.
I stop singing and observe the love heart that I forced Tony to carve into my chest.
Man, I mess up everything...Tragician... Some Romeo I am.
"Frank, you could do it now" the voices echo.
"I'm not listening to you" I tell them.
"Nobody would miss you, nobody at all" they mock me "Alice wouldn't even miss you, you're pathetic" they tease.
I look in the mirror at the brand again.
"You do have a point... A rapist wouldn't be missed in the world..." I stare at my nodding reflection "but I'm not a rapist and Gerard would miss me more than anyone would" I continue, talking to the figure on the parralel of the glass.
The figure glares back at me.
"You are a rapist Frank, you raped Tony! You knew she didn't want to have sex again and when she screamed you just couldn't seem to stop" they laugh "you made her bleed, going even deeper and deeper..." they taunt me.
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" I repeat, pulling at my black hair.
I try to chase the voices away but they are right.
"You raped Tony Frank, even Gerard is disgusted with you, you licked at the blood you drew" they laugh again.
"Shut up! I'm not a rapist" I shout at the mirror.
My reflection is laughing at me as I pull at my hair and scream at the glass.
I start to lose control and pick up a brush from the sink.
The voices laugh and talk about Tony and what I did to her.
I'm despicable, I'm sick and pathetic.
I hear their laughing in my head and it echos in the bathroom as well. I've had enough!
"Shut up!" I scream at the mirror, throwing the brush as hard as I can.
The glass cracks and shatters making a loud crashing sound. I crouch and feel the glass start to rain over my head.
I shield myself as the glass cuts my arms, my blood dripping onto Jemma's perfect, marble tiles.
The mirror is in pieces laying on the floor around me.
I hate me...
Jemma is running upstairs, she runs to the bathroom and pounds on the door.
"Frank! Are you okay?" She yells.
I can't control myself, I burst into a fit of laughter and feel tears on my cheeks.
My blood is dripping down my arms and I feel like I've just splashed my hands in red paint.
The blood is all over me.
"I'm fi-" I try to finish through laughter.
Not working...
I look around as the room turns black.
I scratch at my arms and try to distract myself.
I stop laughing and start shaking again.
I start shaking and rocking myself, sobbing in front of a broken mirror.
I'm finished... I'm just done.
"You win" I sob "I'll do it".
"Do what?" Jemma asks.
"I'm fine" I sob to her.
"You don't sound very, fine Frank" she replies.
I feel all of the anger leave my body, being replaced with demoralizing feelings.
This wall I've accepted myself putting up for so many years seems to crumble when I hear her say my name.
Oh I love it, when she says it.
Do it again...
She has a loud sigh and tries to open the door.
"It's still locked" I sniffle.
She leans on the door.
I hear her sweet voice through the door.
"May I come in?" She asks.
I look around me and stand up, quickly dressing.
I walk over to the door and unlock it.
I sit back down in the corner of the room and hug my knees, crying again.
I hear the door open and Jemma gasps loudly.