Not Like Before ♡ Frerard

Chapter 1

The car pulled into the driveway and three people stepped out. Linda Iero, Gerard Way and Mikey Way. Linda had just picked up the two boys from the orphanage. Gerard was 17 years old and Mikey was 14 years old. Their parents died just a half year ago. They died in a car crash.

~Gerards pov~

The car pulled up in the driveway of a small, old looking house. We stepped out of the car and walked to the front door. Linda opened the door and let us in. It smelled old but familiar in the house. I recognized the smell immediately, it smelled just like before. I used to come here very often to play with Frank, but I haven't seen Frank in six years.

"Gee, are you okay?" Mikey shook me out of my thoughts. I just hummed in respons. Linda led us upstairs to a hall with five doors I think.

"Okay boys, go to your rooms and put your stuff there. after that you can come downstairs and eat something." She walked away after showing us wich room we had. I had the room at the end of the hallway. Mikey had the room next to mine. I walked in the room.

My mouth fell open. The room was pretty big. It just looked really old. There were cobwebs and dust on the wooden and creaky floor. There was a double bed on the left side of the room and on the right a closet and desk.

Well, I guess I have to clean this up before I go to sleep. I'm really not going to sleep between the spiders tonight. I shuddered at the thought.

I walked out of my room down the stairs. I walked towards the kitchen, but stopped when I saw a staircase that probably led to the basement. I doubted whether I would go there, but then I smelled pizza and walked to the kitchen.

I stood there akwardly, I didn't want to look rude so i waited for Linda to ask if I come to sit at the table. I heard footsteps behind me and turned around and was met with Mikey. I smiled at him and Linda asked us to come sit so we did.

I hoped to see my old friend Frank again. Should I just ask about him. Linda hasn't spoken about him yet. And I haven't seen his dad too. I hope she doesn't think I am rude if I ask about it.

"Mrs Iero?"

"Just call me Linda or mom."

"Okay, uhm. Where are Frank and your husband?"

Linda looked really uncomfortable.
"My hus.. ex-husband died five years ago."

"Oh.. I am really sorry, but what about Frank"

She still looked really uncomfortable.
"He ehm. He's in the basement. He had a very difficult time with his father's death."

There were a few minutes of silence. Then Linda stood up and walked away. Mikey and I looked at each other and put the dishes in the dishwasher.

~time skip~

I was in my room laying on my bed staring the ceiling. It was 10 pm. I already had cleaned up my room.

I was lost in my thoughts.
What would Frank be like now? What would he look like? Would he still reconize me? Would he still like me?

I started to feel tired and fell asleep soon after.

I walked to the basement stairs. I took one step on the cold stone stairs. And another until I stood in front of the basement door. I stopped immediately when I heard scary whispers.
"Kill him"
"Drink him dry"
"He smelled so good"
Then the whispers stopped. I waited a few more minutes until my hand gripped the doorhandle and pulled it down. The door creaked open. And I stepped in. It was really dark and it had a metallic smell. The only licht came from a candle in the corner of the room. I saw a coffin in the other corner of the room. I saw many old looking books. I didn't see anyone.
I let out a highpitched scream when I felt a hot breath in my neck. I turned around slowly. I saw two red glowing eyes looking back at me. And then everything went black.

I shot up in my bed. My heart was pounding wild in my chest. Sweat was dripping from my head. I laid back in my bed. My heart is still beating really hard. I have this bad feeling like someone is watching me. I looked around, but didn't see anything. A hour after that I fell asleep again.