I burst out of the door and turned down the stairs so see Mikey gone. I run down the stairs and look around the house. No sign of Mikey. I run back up the stairs and into my room. I lock the door behind me and then I start to feel condensed.
I get slammed against the door and feel something being pressed up against my back. "You shouldn't have started asking around princess" I heard a deep voice whisper in my ear.
"And my brother shouldn't have said anything but I blame myself honestly. Haha who cares anyway! I'm not even going to give you a chance to tell anyone" said the voice. I felt a hot breath on my collarbone. The person behind the voice turned me around and I got slammed against the door again.
It was Gerard, but instead of those glimmering eyes and soft expression..there before me stood a monster. He was covered in blood and teeth sharp as a knife. He smiled evilly at me and then looked up at my eyes. His smile immediately dropped into a frown and he pulled me closer to him only to turn me around and slam my chest back into the door.
"Don't fucking look at me with those eyes Frankie you are just going to make it harder for me to do this" he said applying more pressure to my back. "G..Gerard stop" I said softly attempting to appeal to him. "No! Stop talking to me" he said wincing. "Okay. Kill me. Tear me to shreds right now and paint the walls with my blood" I said somewhat laughing.
He turned me around again and looked me in the eyes and then closed his tightly. He loosened his grip on me slightly then looked back up at me. I had closed my eyes. "Do it! Nothing is stopping you just get it over with". He pushed me on the floor with pain in his eyes.
"Seems like you have lost your mind there. No one like you wants to die" he said coldly looking down on me. He crouched down and put his hand on my chin to make me look at him. His eyes were black. He smiled at me. "I don't know what I was thinking. No one will believe you anyway." He said shaking his head. "Plus I can't do anything to that pretty little face of yours".
"You are just weak" I said coldly. He stood up and leaned against the wall. "Or you just have a soft spot for me" I said.
"No, you are just special kid. You truly aren't afraid of living...or dying" he said. I blinked and he was gone. I heard a crash, followed by Mikey almost breaking the door.
"What happened to you" I asked still on the floor.
"More importantly what happened to you".
