Frank's POV
I thrash, scream and kick. I want to be let go, to get back to my boyfriend, who is probably scared out of his mind, hoping that this isn't true. I get tossed into the hellish room Gee was in, the door slamming and locking behind me. I knew Jacquie could see my every move, and no matter how much I wanted to cry, I didn't, that would be showing weakness, showing that I had submitted to them. There was nothing I could do, I promised to keep Gee safe, but that crashed and burnt. I can't imagine what he's thinking right now. I would give anything to see him right now, just to hold him, tell him it's okay.
I get taken into a smaller room a chair and a window looking into another room. "Sit down, and wait here." One of the nurses says rather harshly. I sigh, looking down at the metal table. I get a shock when the door opens, and Jacquie walks in, a file in her hand. "How are you Frank?" She asks, pulling on that fake smile she always depends upon. I don't respond, keeping quiet and glaring at her. Another person walks into the room, they look very important. "Frank, this is Officer Stump, he is from the Police Force, and he wants to ask you some questions." I feel my hands begin to sweat. I don't like this guy, and I haven't even heard him talk. "I'm not here to hurt you. I'm only here to ask you some things." He says, looking at me, hoping that I'll co-operate. I glare at Jacquie through the window, she looks back at me angrily. I sigh. "Don't hurt Gerard." Is the only I mumble back to him. He looks at me wearily. "I promise." He says, making me feel a false sense of security. "So, who helped you get out of here?" He says, getting out a pen and notepad. I really wish I was back with Gerard. "My friends." He writes that down. "Which friends, Frank?" He says, smiling at me, trying to be as nice as possible. "Ones that you don't have, or ever will." He chuckles before hushing his voice down to a harsh whisper. "Answer the damned question." I feel his gaze burn through me. I decided not to get all of them into trouble, because then they'd have to face this prick. "H-his name w-was Peter." He looks at me, full of suspicion. "Anyone else?" My mind races. "My b-boyfriend, Gerard." My heart is in my mouth, I'm terrified. He peers at me, testing for lies. Jacquie bursts in. "That's enough Patrick." She says, escorting him out. Please, who ever is up there watching over me, keep my friends safe.
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☆Save Me☆ {Frerard Fanfic}
FanfictionBook two in the ☆Hold Me☆ series TW: Alcohol use, attempted suicide
