Stranger

What's Going To Happen Now?

A.N: sorry I got so busy lately and haven't updated this in awhile. I re-read what I wrote in the last chapter and hope to make a continuation without it being obvious that I forgot what the fuck I wrote in this.

I stared in shock at the news cast that was playing, for the first time I got what books ment when a character was open mouthed with shock. I was doing it right now, which by the way made a few slightly chewed pieces of cereal fall back into the bowel.
The news cast had my face on it as they said my name, when I went missing, where, how old I was, etc. My parent's were actually worried? I thought to myself. I thought they would care less if I just wasn't around anymore. I was kinda just using them for a place to stay till I turned eighteen. To be honest I had never been really close to my mom and her new husband. But they obviously cared a little if they were going to plaster my face on the news looking for me, since technically I've been kidnapped. I felt my face heat up, and instantly put the bowel of cereal on the counter and ran to the bathroom. I hated crying, and I really didn't want to have Frank or Gerard find me crying and start asking me questions.
After quickly crying for a few minutes, I washed my face with warm water and let the steam go into my nose to let the mucus come out so it didn't seem like I was crying at all. When I finally walked out Gerard was in the kitchen looking at my soggy cereal in disgust. His lips curved up showing his little teeth, and his nose scrunched up, in all honesty he was being adorable.
"Uhhh gee? Are you okay?" I walked up next to him and glanced between the bowel and him.
"No! I'm imagining eating that, and it's gross!" I scrunched up my nose. What the hell? He is a strange man I thought to myself before grabbing the bowel and dumping it into the garbage disposal.
"Do you guys have coffee? I fucking love coffee." Gerard said excitedly.
" yeah, it's in the fridge." I told him with a point of my finger. He squeaked and wiggled towards the fridge and grabbing the big bag of ground up coffee. I stand leaning against the counter as I watch his elegant fingers make the coffee, which only took minutes so I eventually had to look up at him as he too leaned on the counter and looked at me.
"What?" I asked as I felt my cheeks get pink at his silent staring.
" I don't know. You just seem different than most. I sure do hope you don't hurt Frankie though. He's quite good man." That's all he said, and then the room went silent besides the gurgle of the coffee being made.
When the coffee machine dinged Gerard jumped up and quickly went to the cabinet and grabbed a star wars cup from the back of all the mugs. He blew off some dust on the bottom only the mug and poured some coffee in the cup. Seeing as how the cup was in the back and that he specifically grabbed that one, I'm going to guess that's his special cup here.
Soon after Gerard finished his second cup frank walked in with fluffy bed head and a glare. He shuffled to the cabinet and pulled out a plain black mug with a skull and cross bones on it and poured himself some coffee as well. Without a word he shuffled back out and into the living room I heard him grumble. I bit my lip as I remembered that I didn't turn off the t.v. let alone change the channel. What if he saw the news about me and got mad? I peeked around the corner to look at Frank who sat wide eyed on the couch, I looked at the t.v. and sure enough my face was plaster on it . Frank noticed me in the corner of his eye and turned off the t.v.
"K-Kira...go to your room please." He said this quietly like he was trying to keep himself in check from exploding, so without question I quickly walked up the stairs into my pink, princessy room and sat on the bed that I never really slept on.
I wonder what he's going to do? What is he thinking? Is he going to let me go? Kill me? Keep me locked up in the basement? Fly somewhere far away, where women get told by men what to do? All these questions ran through my mind, but I'd never get my answer till Frank wanted to talk, and right now wasn't the time for that.