Bittersweet

The dark's not taking prisoners tonight

Maybe running from Frank wasn't a good idea.
And maybe running into an unknown direction, too angry to actually pay attention to where I was going was even worse but my past self wasn't thinking about the possibility to get lost.

And now I had a problem.
Suddenly all the houses and trees to my sides looked the same and I soon realised that I didn't have a clue about where I was.

"Goddamn it Frank and your goddamn way of making everything worse", I muttered to myself as I kept walking hoping to find something that looked familiar.

It had started to get dark already.
How long was I walking?
I didn't know.
The only think I knew was that I was freezing to death, almost starving and that my legs hurt like hell.

I put my arms around myself hoping to warm up a bit but it was useless.
After a few more minutes of walking I stopped and decided to just sit down on the ground and wait for somebody to come along and ask them for the direction home.
Yeah... That seemed like a good idea.

Even though the ground was cold, I sat down and pulled my knees closer to my chest.
Now I just... gotta wait...
But even after half an hour only a few cars drove by so I still had nobody to get me home.

Great.
I was shivering and as it got darker, I felt myself growing scared.
So many things could happen in the dark and if somebody was to murder me? Nobody would notice.
And nobody would care.
The thought alone was making me want to cry.

Everything was getting overwhelming.
First Frank had to ruin my friendship with Ray, Patrick and Pete and now I was lost in an unknown street.
Hopefully I would freeze to death.

I leaned against one of the trees that was standing on the side of the pavement and closet my eyes.
This couldn't get worse...

I could hear another car coming in my direction but I didn't open my eyes.
Only when the car got slower and slower and suddenly stopped right in front of me I lifted my head up.

"Gee oh my god there you are", I heard the voice of the last person on earth I'd want to see right now.
Frank jumped out of the car and with a few quick steps he standing in front of me.

"Go away", I sighed, my voice getting tired but Frank ignored me.
"Why the fuck didn't you answer your phone? I tried to call you a thousand times", he yelled, grabbing my arms and pulling me up to my feet.

I groaned
"I'm low on battery", I sighed and rolled my eyes, "what do you want anyways?"

"I'm was worried, Gerard", Frank said, "you just disappear. You're not at home and you don't pick up your fucking phone. God knows what could have happened to you"

"As if you care", I laughed, "How did you find me?"

"I drove around town like an idiot for an hour until I found you here", Frank looked at me angrily, "what are you doing here?"

I looked at the ground
"I... Maybe I got lost", I admitted, "and it's all your fault because you're such an asshole"

"Oh boohoo", Frank mocked, "I tried to help you. The guys didn't mean to offend you. They don't hate you, Gee"

"You're lying", I hissed, "they laughed at me. They fucking laughed at me because you decided to make choices for me"

"For the last time: I was just trying to help you. Why can't you get that in your pretty little head?"

I blushed a bit and was grateful that he couldn't see my face in the dark.
Yeah I got that he was just helping out but I didn't want him to know that so I kept quiet.

"Come on, get in the car", he sighed and went ahead to open the door for me
"Why should I?", I asked
"Maybe because you don't have another choice?", Frank asked rolling his eyes
"I can walk home", I huffed and folded my arms in front of my chest.
"Oh you can? Didn't you just say that you're lost?", he tried to hide the smirk that was going to appear on his face but didn't succeed

I just grumbled something not understandable and gave in.

Once I sat in the car I sighed loudly when the warmth surrounded me. God it was a good idea to get in that fucking car.
I snuggled up in the passenger seat and waited for Frank to get in too.

"You're bringing me home, right?", I asked suddenly wanting nothing more than to get into my bed and sleep.
I had big plans for tomorrow.
But nobody was allowed to know about that just now.
I didn't want anybody to stop me after all.

"Yes", was all Frank said before he started the car.

It took about 20 minutes until I started to recognise some buildings.
Man I walked pretty long...

We didn't really talk during the ride, neither of us knowing what exactly to say so we just sat in this uncomfortable silence, listening to some pop radio show that was currently on.

A few moments later Frank stopped his car in front of my apartment block and turned around to face me.

"Can I come in?", he asked, looking right into my eyes and I saw that he was dying to tell me something

"Why? Haven't you don't enough today?", I asked, even though I knew that no matter how much I hated Frank, the feeling in my stomache would make me do whatever he wanted to.

Frank looked away for a moment and I saw him tightening his grip on the stirring wheel
"Gerard", he sighed, "can you just forgive me for ten minutes and let me come upstairs? I think we have a lot to talk about"

And even though my brain told me not to, I nodded and left the car.