Light Skies & Razøred Tongues (Frerard)

Chapt. 25 - Lover, Lover On The Fence... Bat Your Eyes, Ball Your Fists

Song: Swing
Artist: Taking Back Sunday
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A/N: apologies Gay_Chlorine i said i was going to update yesterday haha, I'm very unscheduled lol
If something doesn't make sense plz point it out and I'll fix it cuz i literally remember nothing about this lol.
Enjoy love y'all ~ Xoxo Emily

Frank's P.O.V.

It's been two months.

And thanks to that piece of shit Gerard feels even worse about himself at the least.

I walked through the school's corridors, appearing calm as I snuck out of the school, it was lunch hour so it wasn't hard with all the comotion. I see Bert walking home from school everyday, and I sometimes go in that direction. So i know what street he lives on.

As i opened the double doors and headed to the street i noticed somebody who looked like one of the science teachers pulling into the parking lot, not wanting to chance them seeing me i quickly back up against one of the square brick walls connecting from the cement ground to the roof and out of sight.

Once i saw their car turn around the corner toward the parking lot i bolted across the street and down the road.

Nobody has seen Bert since that day and the only people who know why are me, Gerard, his family, and some of the staff. The other students know that Bert hurt Gerard. But they don't know how, supposedly nobody could see anything, save for all the blood.

As I turned the corner and appeared down Berts road I immediately noticed a middle aged man smoking on a porch a few trailers down.

The man looked just like Bert, except he looked in his mid-forties or so... so I kinda just figured he would likely know which house Bert lived in or something.

I walked across his yard and onto the porch, earning a weird, yet curious look from the man.

"Hi, does Bert live here?" I asked, sounding casual as if I'd really meant it.

I had gotten really good at lying over the years between sneaking out or eating all of my mom's sweets.

"Yes. But he's not here." The man said in a deep, scratchy voice.

"Oh... Do you know where I can find him?" I asked.

"Hold on... " he said standing up from the chair he was sitting in and peaked his head through the front door that was sitting there wide open.

"Hun, can you come here please?" He said before shutting the door and sitting back down.

"What is it?" A woman came out with chestnut hair and a beauty mark above the left side of her lip.

And she was beautiful.

"This young man here wants to know where to find Bert.. Didn't you talk to him last?"

She nodded, a sad smile on her features. "He told me he would be staying at Jason's for a while, he lives across town."

I nodded, asking her what his address was.

"2118 Crady's Drive... I believe it's the house with the Windows they keep boards on, don't know why though. Odd boy... There should also be a missing stair on the staircase outside. I've had to drop him off a few times so I know which one it is by now." She explained.

"Thank you so much ma'am... It was nice to meet you guys. Have a nice day." I said smiling before I began to walk off.

"No problem honey! Please tell Bert to call me, we haven't seen him in a week!" She called.

"I will!" I called back, walking onto the side walk across the street.

2118 Crady's Drive.

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I walked up and down the streets, looking for the right one.

It was a long ass walk, I had been walking for an hour before I made it to the part of town I was looking for.

But I don't care... This will be more than worth it when I can kick his ass.

I looked up at the next street sign frowning once again until I read the next one.

Crady's Dr.

Found it.

I turned into the street and walked down it, looking at the numbers on the houses looking for the right one.

On the brightside though I didn't have to look,  because I saw that dark haired bastard himself talking to somebody, and surprise surprise... He was buying pot.

I could smell it.

I felt anger and adrenaline rush through me as soon as I layed eyes on his sick face.

I backed out of sight until the other guy left and Bert hastily went inside. I walked up to the stairs, knocking once I made it up to the door.

I waited very impatiently waiting for him to open the damn door. I stood there clenching and unclenching my fists trying to save it for him. It felt like i was stabding there for hours before i heard the soft thud of footsteps getting louder.

The door finally opened then, he didn't even get to look at me before my fist was colliding with his face.

"Goddamnit what the fuck?!" He groaned, stumbling backwards and holding his eye.

Then his eyes landed on me, a split second of an 'oh shit' look on his face before it turned angry and he swung his arm at me, but i was already charging toward him

I jumped on his back holding myself up with my legs wrapped around his torso, punching furiously at his head.

He stumbled over into the wall harshly, my back hitting it and making me fall off of him.

I got up quickly, charging towards him and ramming into his side.

I felt adrenaline pumping through my veins faster than it had ever before.

I was high off of it.

He fell to the ground with a grunt, I tripped over my feet ad i stumbled my way toward him and began colliding my fists again with his face repeatedly, "You fucking bastard!"

I got up then and turned my body, starting to venomously punch him where I hoped he never had kids at.

And by the screams he was leaving it didn't seem like he would any time soon.

I got up after I clicked back into reality, not caring if this next decision was going over the top.

Which compared to what he did, I look innocent right now.

I walked quickly into the kitchen digging around for a glass cup.

I smiled mischeviously as I found one, I picked it up and threw it onto the ground, smashing It into pieces.

I picked up the first shard I saw and ran back over to Berts limp crying body. I wanted to hurt him. Make him feel a fraction of the pain he put such an innocent and caring person through.

But I wasn't going to go as low as he did. No. I was just going to scare him.

I brought the piece of large curved glass up to his swollen eyes. He stared at it in fear. Good.

"If you ever even think about going near him again, I'll hurt you with this in ways you've never even imagined." I sneered angrily.

I got up, not wanting to see his face any longer. I stopped and turned back to him.

"Your mom says to call." I spat before storming out of the place before i lost my shit again.

I wanted nothing more than to kill him, to torture him and watch the white leave his eyes as he died before mine.

But thankfully I could still slightly think when I was angry.

Slightly.

Gerard's going to be pissed at me for this.

This was pretty bad lol sorry
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