Chapter 76

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Frank's POV:
I open my eyes to a bright light.
I look down at Jemma who is using a small needle to stitch my skin back together.
I look up and close my eyes as I feel the pinch of the small sewing needle.
"Frank I need you to breathe again, since you're awake this is obviously going to hurt" Jemma tells me.
I breathe in and feel the needle pierce my skin, I wince as she starts to pull the needle through.
"I'll never be able to remove the scar completely but this should at least help with the mental torment" she explains.
I weakly smile.
She cuts the thread and sticks the remaining thread on my stomach.
She kisses my stomach and looks up at me.
"A kiss might help" I smile.
She nods and I sit up, dangling my feet over the edge of the table.
She takes off her plastic gloves and puts them in a small basin next to a cabinet full of drugs and syringes.
I shiver.
"Are you cold?" She asks.
I nod and she comes over and hugs me, I hug back and she rubs my back.
"I'm sorry about that..." She looks down at my stomach.
I nod slowly and pull out of our hug.
Jemma walks over to a control panel on the wall, she turns a dial and a small vent starts to blow hot air into the room. Great heater.
"I have to ask though... I'm really quite curious as to how one would get such a brand" she continues as she walks over to me.
I smile sarcastically and stand up.
"I've raped a girl" I reply.
She stares at me as if I'm joking.
I smile again "legally and by her own definition, I raped her" I say, walking over to a chair where Jemma put my shirt.
I put on my shirt and stare at Jemma, her eyes are wide.
"I feel a sexual attraction for you Jemma, you're a sexy woman" I say as I walk behind her.
She's completely frozen, I hold her waist and she shivers.
"What, what are you going to do Frank?" She stammers.
I run my hand up the side of her body and stop at her chin.
She starts to get weak at the knees and I can feel her start to crack.
"Anything you want doc" I smile an evil smile and lean towards her neck.
I kiss her neck and move my hands down, past her hips.
She screams and I harshly cover her mouth.
Just as quickly as I covered her mouth, I grab her leg and twist her around, so she's facing me.
I roughly push her onto the table and kiss her.
She screams as I pull her legs to either side of me.
I laugh as she cries.
"You don't need to do this Frank" she begs "you aren't like this, why are you doing this?" She asks.
"Ugh why do you ask so many questions" I smile as I start to choke her.
"No! Please! I have a family" she panics.
I laugh and continue choking her as I rip her shirt open, the buttons fly off the blouse.
I smile maniacally.
She cries and coughs.
I lick her neck and squeeze her breast.
She screams and cries again.
This time she tries to roll off the table.
Her shirt is ripped open, her skirt is hiked up to her waist and I am in full control.
Her brown eyes are wattering and staining her cheeks with tears.
I force my tongue down her throat and push down on her stomach.
She cries out, her mascara starts running down her cheek.
Her beautiful blonde curls are now messy and stressed.
"Please Frank! Please don't do this!" She begs.
I kiss her to shut her up, she screams and tries desperately to push me away. She isn't going to win...
I grab her butt and kiss her neck again. Slowly putting my hand inside her underwear. She screams and I insert a finger.
She knees me in the stomach and jumps off the table, she runs towards the door and I follow.
I grab her before she reaches the door and throw on the ground.
She whimpers and crawls away.
I drag her and she scratches the tile floor.
I laugh and get on top of her back.
She screeches as I aggressively pull her head up.
I hear a knock on the door and immediately get off her...
It's almost like I was in a trance.
Like I had no control.
I back away as I hear a pounding in my head.
Jemma is curled up in a ball on the floor, crying.
"Oh God no! I'm so sorry Jemma" I panic and back into the wall.
A small child opens the door, holding a picture.
"Mummy" the innocent child coos.
Jemma cries on the floor, shaking violently and I run out of the lab.
I see the open door leading outside and make a run for it.
As soon as I get outside I see a short man wearing a fedora and glasses.
Fuck! I run back through the house and run upstairs.
Looking for a window or something to escape.
The door closes and I hear voices.
I look around upstairs and see an open window, in the kids room.
Shit...
I hear a loud "What!" and some running upstairs.
I climb through the window and roll off the roof, landing on my back.
I'm unable to move for a few seconds and I try to breathe.
I look up and see two black figures.
Shouting at me "RAPIST! RAPIST!" they are completely black and blend into the night sky.
I'm so sick! Fucking sick and horrible... I deserve the end.
I should have died and stayed dead.
I hate myself more than I ever have.
The fear in Jemma's face, it was almost satisfying... I'm such a freak.
Alice belongs with Gerard and I belong in hell.
I no longer have the Same innocent and childish thoughts... How can I? I'm a monster.
I hear more voices and slowly stand up.
I look around the backyard and see a white picket fence.
I jump it and run.
I continue running, but I have never seen this part of town before.
I'm confused as to where I am.
I pick a direction and start running faster.

Many minutes pass and I finally make it out of the unfamiliar neighbourhood.
Jemma's way too nice. If she didn't let me in her car or in her house, that rape never would've happened... But it's not her fault, it never was anyone's fault but mine.
Why am I such a tool.
Trying to convince myself that I never meant to harm her.
Truthfully I knew exactly what I was doing even before it started.
Her horrible scream and depressing tears as I violated her will be the last thing I remember forever.
I need to end it... End it all, no more pain or suffering will I cause, no. I'll be gone forever.

Alice's POV:
I wake up with Gerard hugging me closely to his chest.
His warm and comfortable chest.
I feel so bad... How could I do that to Frank?
Gerard snores softly and hugs me tighter like I'm his teddy bear.
He picks me up and places me on top of him, hugging me still.
I rest my hands on my cheeks and lean on his chest, my elbows digging into his arms.
He opens one eye and smirks at me while I sleepily yawn.
"Morning flower" he smiles and gives me a peck on the lips.
"Good morning Gee" I shrug.
He laughs slightly and takes my hands from my cheeks, interlocking them with his own.
"I could lie with you forever" he sighs and presses his nose against mine.
I smile and kiss him.
He takes our interlocked hands and presses them against his cheek.
"You want something to eat?" He asks, rubbing my back.
I nod and sit up, on his lap.
He sits up with me and we share another passionate kiss.
I am so in love with him... But what about Frank? What happened to him?
I can't worry about Frank... Now it's all about Gerard.
I missed Gerard anyway, I know we were meant to be, he said it himself... He believes in fate.
"I'm still not wearing underwear Gerard" I inform him.
He smiles at me and lays me down gently.
"Oh I know" he smirks, kissing my neck and running his fingers up my thigh.
I gasp.
"Gerard" I moan.
He stares down at his wandering hand and then lifts his fringed face again to look at me. He looks so sexy right now.
I smile widely and mess around with his hair, I feel his fingers between my legs as he continues to kiss my neck.
I push him off and he stares at me, confused.
I smile and move my legs to the side of the matress.
"Breakfast might be nice" I hint and cover my bear butt with the jacket.
Gerard sighs and sticks out his tongue in a cute teasing way.
He pulls me off the matress and holds my hand as he opens the door.
He turns on the kitchen light, which only slightly brightens the room.
I thought I saw something move over on the lounge but I guess I imagined it.
"Lovin you is easy 'cause you're beautiful" Gerard sings as we walk into the kitchen.
His voice is so perfect and man is it sexy when it's all croaky and tired.
"And makin love with you is all I wanna do" he sings again, with that sexy morning tone.
I smile and kiss his cheek.
He gets a pan off a rack above the oven.
"How do you feel about pancakes?" He questions, turning around to face me with his spatula in hand.
I smile and touch his arm in a cute way.
"Anything you want baby" I say in a sweet tone, gently touching his arm.
He smirks back at me and places both hands around my waist.
I smile and put my hands on his, slowly moving them up.
He smiles and kisses my lips, taking his hands off me and opening a cupboard.
He takes out pancake mix.
I give him an inquisitive look.
"The best pancakes are made with love," he explains, tilting his head and batting his eyelashes "of course we need to have a good mix to bring out all that love" he smiles.
"Heart of a poet" I smirk.
He chuckles and starts the stove.
I hear groaning and yawning, where I saw the blanket moving.
The blanket is slid off and reveals two heads of messy hair.
One has a blonde fringe over the side of his face and his hair is extremely messy and spiked.
The other, a girl with a massive violet bed head.
I chuckle and gasp.
"Caitlin?!" I yell.
She looks at me and smiles widely. Mikey is hugging her, with his chin on her shoulder.
He leans over her and gets on top of her. I laugh and Mikey points and laughs at Gerard.
"What are you wearing bro?!" He fights laughter to ask.
I smile and slap Gerard's butt, making him blush slightly and jump.
"Hey mikes, leave my bat man alone" I defend him.
Gerard laughs and kisses my cheek.
"Thanks sweetness" he replies.
I smile and stand behind him, trying my best to hide my bear butt.
He takes my arms and wraps them around his chest.
"I love you flower" he whispers.
"you too bat man" I giggle.
He rolls his eyes and smirks, leaning his head on my shoulder.
That can't be good for his back.
I can't believe it, it's Gerard... It has to be Gerard!
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A/N
I am so sorry for the late chapter, I've been super distracted with like school and electives and... Watching short films about bullying on youtube...
But yeah, hope it was enjoyable, at least a lil bit.
Love you all

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