Wake me up at 4:20/ Frerard

Challenge 34

A/N: I was driving somewhere and the road I was on was like a + shape and the dude in the car across from me on the + was parked by his stop sign and I was by my stop sign waiting to merge onto the highway and he started taking pictures of my car (he had his flash on) and when I merged on the highway he zoomed to get behind me and I think he was trying to follow me but it started raining hard and I zoomed down a backroad . Idk if I'm being paranoid.

Frank woke up the next morning in pure bliss. He had spent the night with Gerard, the both of them just taking countless turns fucking the other and seeing what type of things they were both into. It was a night of love and lust. Frank discovered Gerard liked to be choked and that he himself enjoyed being restrained. However, he had a job and couldn't blow off his shift. He was trying to save up to maybe get Gerard help for his addictions and then a therapist for himself after this Blue Whale Challenge was over with. He was walking to work, since his bike was basically a pretzel from him getting hit by the car on it, when he noticed the ominous black vehicle he had noticed many weeks ago when he first started the challenges. His grip on his backpack straps tightened as he tried to pretend he didn't notice them.

He glanced behind his shoulder, making a turn and trying to cut through the alley. He could hear the engine of the car grow louder as whoever was driving it sped up. He fastened his pace, taking another glance behind his shoulder in a panic to see the car turning into the alley. Frank cursed under his breath, removing his bag off of his shoulders and tossing it over the gate that was in the alley before climbing on top of the dumpster and climbing over the gate. He fell onto the ground on the other side, crying out as the bottom of his arms scraped against the dirty cement from trying to catch himself. He scrambled up, looking up and panting as he tried to slow his heart rate. He watched as the vehicle backed out of the Alley and drove away in a different direction.

Frank sighed in relief, picking up his bag off the ground and putting it back on. He quickly ran out of the alley, trying to make it to his work place before the car could relocate him. He was taking a shortcut to the Dairy Queen, where he worked, when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned around quickly, gasping as he saw a masked figure for a split second before he felt a bag around his head. He cried out, feeling the opening of the drawstring bag tighten around his neck. He thrashed around, eyes widening as his eyes grew droopy. He couldn't even form another thought of what chemicals laid inside the bag before he felt himself collapsing, the last thing he felt was his body hitting the pavement.

He woke up what he assumed was hours later, on the floor of some warehouse with one hand chained directly to the floor. "W-where..," he trailed off, eyes struggling to adjust to the bright lights of the warehouse.

Frank tried to pull his hand out the cuff that trapped him to the floor, but to no avail. He cried out and covered his ears as the intercom system to the warehouse came on, a loud high pitch wail vibrating his skull. The noise dimmed down and a obviously altered voice spoke.

"You failed to complete your challenge yesterday and for that you must be punished, in a severe way," The voice spoke and Frank looked up to see two people. Both were girls. One was his coworker, her name was Amy, he thought. She was in her mid-twenties about. He never talked to her other than when discussing work or things related to it. The other was his class's class president. He couldn't remember her name, however he knew who she was by all the campaign posters she taped on the walls of the school with her face. She was prissy and uptight, only seeming to give her attention to other popular kids.

They were fully aware, however taped covered their mouths. Panic was set in their eyes, shaking their heads and tears streaming down their face and wetting the ground below them.

"This is Amy and Rebecca," The voice over the intercom spoke. Frank's head jerked to the ground when he felt a knife that was slid over to him from the shadows hit his leg. "They will get two minutes each to convince you not to kill them...you'll get a minute to decide...after the five minutes are up, you will kill one," The voice sounded almost amused.