Starman (Frerard)

Chapter 4

    Frank had gotten used to waking up so early to get ready for work. As the usual, he woke up at four and did his thing, showering and eating breakfast before leaving. He soon arrived at Mikey and Gerard’s house. As soon as he parked his car in the driveway and got out, he saw Mikey walk out the door, shutting the door behind him. He clearly didn’t look happy by the exhausted look on his face.

    “What’s wrong, Mikey?” Frank asked as he got out of his car.

    “Gerard’s in rare form today. He started acting up the minute I got him out of bed. He’s been trying to hit me the whole time. He would chase me throughout the house, swearing at me, which he’s never done before. I don’t know how he learned those words. If this persists, I’ll have no choice but to take him to the hospital,” Mikey sighed. “Maybe I should just take off work today. I don’t want you to get hurt,”

    “No, don’t worry about it. You gotta go to work. I can handle it,” Frank replied, He felt bad that Gerard just wasn’t having a good day so far. He hoped he could help him calm down. Beyond the door, both Frank and Mikey could hear Gerard screaming at the top of his lungs. Frank knew that today wasn’t gonna be easy for him.

    “You sure? I really don’t want anything bad to happen,” Mikey said worriedly.

    “Nothing’s gonna happen. I’ve got this,” Frank said. Mikey sighed again.
    “Okay, if you insist. Just call me if anything does happen,” he said as he walked to his 
car.
    “Have a good day at work. I should be able to calm Gerard down. He loves me,” Frank 
replied.

    “I hope so,” Mikey said as he got in his car and started it up, then backed out of the driveway. After Mikey left, Frank went inside the house. As soon as he did, a rancid smell filled his nose, making him gag. He started to look for Gerard as he held his shirt up to his nose, on the verge of retching.

    “Gerard? Where are you?” Frank asked, not finding him in the living room, where he usually is. He decided to check his room. He went upstairs, where the stench became more intense. Frank continued to cough and gag until he found the source of the smell when he walked into Gerard’s room. Gerard sat on the floor with his pants and diaper off, his bare legs and buttocks covered in excrement, as well as on his shirt. The feces were also smeared on the walls, and was also all over his hands. Frank sighed deeply, knowing that he now has to clean Gerard up, as well as the mess he made in his room. Today was definitely off to a bad start for Frank.

    “Gerard, what did you do? You made a mess,” Frank said. Gerard ignored him, trying to eat the feces off his hands, which Frank immediately tried preventing after he sprang into action. “Don’t eat it, Gee. You can get really sick,”

    Gerard immediately became violent towards Frank, swinging his fists at his as he yelled, getting his bowel movement all over Frank’s shirt. Frank did his best to hold Gerard down to prevent him from getting hit. Gerard squirmed on the floor under Frank’s hold, his blood-curdling screams echoing throughout the whole house.

    “Calm down, Gerard. You’re gonna hurt me,” Frank said firmly. “I gotta clean you up,”

    “I’m gonna fuck you up!” Gerard yelled suddenly, which made Frank surprised, yet worried. Mikey did tell him that Gerard was swearing at him earlier, though.

    “Gerard, don’t say that. That’s not nice,” Frank responded. Gerard ignored him though, kicking Frank right in the crotch. Frank yelped in pain, holding down where he was kicked as Gerard pushed him off himself, running out of his room. Frank held his wounded area as he began to run after Gerard.

    “I’m gonna fuck you up! I’m gonna fuck you up!” Gerard continued to yell, running down the stairs. Frank followed him to the living room, where Gerard sat down on the couch, bouncing up and down where he sat as his hands shook. Frank caught up with Gerard, sitting down next to him as he sighed.