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Last published Sun, Jun 22, 2014
ORIGINALLY POSTED BY littleblackghost on LiveJournal
"Okay, Frank, you have to listen to me baby, this is important," Gerard's voice was shaking. "You need to go into the bedroom closet okay? Take Buddy, and don't leave the flat, okay? Frank felt his heart start racing, looking at Buddy, staring up at him from his spot on the floor beside the sofa. "Gerard, you're scaring me..." "JUST DO IT FRANK!" Frank startled a little. Gerard had NEVER raised his voice to him like that.
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