MY GOD!

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{Frank's P.O.V}

I didn't park the car, I abandoned it on the side of the road a couple feet away from the house.

I ran to the door cutting across someone's front lawn then hopping over the white picket fence that separated the two neighbours. The front door was already opened and I could hear Lyn-z's sobs as I ran up their pathway from inside. I yanked the purple set of keys out of the lock as I went in but didn't bother to shut it.

I skidded onto the floor at Gerard's feet.

"Frank, what do we do?" She had calmed her self down from the phone call but her voice still trembled.

My God, I haven't seen him this bad since Elena!

I put my arm over onto her shoulder as a way to comfort her and try to calm her down as I told her the ambulance were on their way.

"Lyn-z, where's Bandit?" I asked still full of adrenalin from the rush over here.

"I dropped her off with Steve about an hour ago." She said snuffling.

"Oh, right, k-then. I'll go pick her up later but right now, it'll help to get him up on his feet! Do me a favour, grab a tall glass of cold water"

I watched as she hurried, pushing herself up and over to the cabinet and reaching for a pint glass then filling it up with cold tap water. She came back over to us passing it down to me.

I took a cheeky sip just because the running made me thirsty then threw half of it over Gerard. It made him drift into consciousness and he shuck his head from the shock of being splattered with cold water. With the rest of the glass I leant over her and moved him around so I could tip his head back and slowly pour the water down his neck.

Lyn-z gave a sigh of relief now knowing he wasn't dead, just serverly hammered and de-hydrated. I got up and instructed Lyn-z to help pull him up by his arm then wrap it around his shoulder while I did the same.

"Toro and I did this most weekends for at least two months straight when his grandma died." I told Lyn-z so she'd feel a little happier knowing that I knew what I was doing with plenty of practice.

She gave a half-hearted smile back then continued to lift Gerard with a little struggle.

We had gotten him leant up against us with his arms around our shoulders but what we hadn't realised was the half drank beer bottles in his left hand. As we picked him up, he picked that up and then as we started to shuffle him to the door he tossed it to the floor still passed out.

It shattered as it hit the oak floor spreading the rest of its contents in our path stretching to the door way. The bits of tinted glass lay swirling around on the floor edging towards our feet and out to the door as if to escape.

"Are you okay?" I asked Lyn-z and leant my head forward so I could see her.

She nodded and bit her lip.

"Okay, well we're just going to have to try get to the door and as far down to the path as possible so the paramedics can just throw him in the ambulance and drive to the hospital."

She frowned at me mid way through, I figured it was the part where I said that they could just throw him in and drive off. However, by that point she'd already began shuffling forward avoiding the glass and beer spread out on the floor so I began to do the same.

The siren of the ambulance was getting louder as it rushed down the street stopping at the front of the house. Two paramedics got out and ran over to us and took the weight of Gerard off us and began making their way hurriedly to the back of the ambulance, Lyn-z rushed off beside them.

"I'll meet you there!" I yelled out to her as she hurried over climbing into the back with her husband.

The siren rang again as one climbed in the back with Lyn-z and the other, into the drivers seat.

I still had Lyn-z's keys stuffed in my pocket with my own.

I found a broom and began to sweep up the broken glass on the floor before moping it clean of the sticky, sweet beer. I cleaned up after his mess dropping the cans and bottles into the trash then went out to my own car slamming the door behind me and driving off to the hospital.

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