Gerard's depressed from losing Frank
“I pulled away to face the pain
I close my eyes and drift away
Over the fear
That I will never find a way
to heal my soul
And I will wander until the end of time
Torn away from you…”
“Gerard, not to sound harsh or anything, but like if you keep singing songs like that I think I’m just going to kill myself.” Bob stated from the driver’s seat, I sighed, it was night now, 11:30 to be exact, and Frank was out there all alone, in the dark, just a baseball bat for protection and no company, I leant my head against the window “Now you know how I feel.” I heard my brother sigh from the passenger seat next to Bob “Look Gerard I know you’re upset, but face it, if he cared for you he would have stayed, you need to let it go, he left for his own selfish reasons, Singing Evanescence songs are not going to bring him back.” Stated Mikey, his voice laced with annoyance, I sighed and let my tears fall in silence, as I stared into the night sky, and my heavy eyes slowly got the better of me.
I woke up to being jolted forward and my head violently hitting the back of Bobs seat as he slammed the breaks on, I opened my eyes and they filled with sunlight, blinding me momentarily, I placed a and on my head like it was going to stop my brain from spinning, I took a deep breath and felt my head clear a little, soon the door next to me swung open and Mikey dragged me out “come on Gerard! We have to go!” confused I stood on the concrete outside of the car “Go where, Mikey what’s going on?” I could feel the Earth spinning beneath my feet I clutched my head with both hands and gripping my hair tightly like it was going to make the pain go away, I felt Mikey grab my wrist and start to drag me in a direction I wasn’t sure of “Mikey…Mikey what’s going on?” Mikey didn’t stop running, nor did he face me he just tightened his grip on my arm “Um you might want to turn around…” he stated, his breathing heavy, I turned my head to see forty maybe more zombie’s chasing us, my head soon became clear and my legs decided to kick in, Mikey let go of my hand and we were running side by side, I noticed Mikey was carrying the around his shoulders that belonged to Bob’s wife which struck the question “Where’s Bob?” I saw Mikey close his eyes as if he was holding back tears “He um, he gave us a head start…” he trailed off and propelled his legs faster to increase the distance between us and the zombie’s, I caught up to him again “What do you mean?” Mikey shook his head while we ran “You know exactly what I mean Gerard…” great, that’s two people in two days, I swear can I just kill myself now? No! No I can’t leave Mikey, not on his own.
We kept running, we didn’t stop, not until Mikey dragged me down an alley to try and give them the slip, I’d only just noticed we were in a city “Mikey…where are we?” I asked trying to catch my breath, Mikey being younger and more fit, was already back to his normal breathing “We’re in Los Angeles, when you were asleep, Bob told me stuff about the first outbreak…” he said in a hushed tone “Basically, the virus, was being used to develop a bio weapon, but it got out before scientists had finalised it, hence the whole zombie situation…” I nodded in understanding “Bob mention something about an antidote, somewhere here in LA, he said he was travelling here to try and find it, but when we came across that horde back there, he told me to get you out of the car and told us to run…”
It was sad because I didn’t even get to say goodbye to bob, I mean I didn’t really say goodbye to Frank but at least I saw him leave, Mikey popped his head around the end of the alley to check the coast was clear, he nodded and we both left the alley “why did Bob give you the guitar?” I asked, Mikey turned to me “He told me Frank reminded him of himself, he really felt a bond, he said if none of this had happened Frank was what he would have wanted his son to turn out like, he asked me to give it to Frank and explain to him if we ever saw him again…” I opened my mouth to reply when there was the echoing sound of a gunshot ringing through the air, Mikey and eye looked at each other and then ran toward the source of the sound.
“Maybe it’s Frank!” Mikey said hopefully, I shook my head “Frank took the baseball bat, he didn’t have a gun” I saw the hope leave Mikey’s eyes, we turned a corner to see two men, one was wearing a navy military style jacket, with an orangey-red shirt, Black jeans with brown hair clutching what looked to be an AK-47 in his hands, the other was rather tall, although that could just be the guys ‘fro it was huge!, he was hearing a ripped iron maiden shirt, baggy dark blue jeans with converse, he was carrying a chainsaw, the two were battling a few zombie’s no more than fifteen, Mikey ran over to help the other survivors in their battle, my eyes however were now focused on something else, don’t the street I’d heard a small, restricted scream, I turned my head to see a small figure violently attacking three zombie’s with a baseball bat, I walked toward him slowly as he was furiously beating the third zombie’s head, I noticed a fourth coming up from behind him, I continued to approach, whereas the boy did not notice my presence, he was viciously destroying the zombie’s brain when I shot the incoming one when it was only inches away from the boy, I let out another shot before I lowered my gun, and standing there in front of me no more than 3 metres away was a heavy breathing, sweaty, completely bewildered Frank Iero, I didn’t move, I just watched as his baseball bat fell to the floor, the clang of the bat against the ground echoing through the street, the gunshots from behind me had stopped a few minutes ago, Frank was now walking slowly toward me, I didn’t dare move, I felt like pinching myself to check if it was a dream, but that would take me away from this moment, this feeling, this person standing right in front of me, as soon as Frank got close enough he wrapped his arms around my neck pulling me into a tight hug, I placed my gun on the ground beside me and my arms wrapped around high waist keeping him close “I’m so, so s-sorry Gerard, I’m so sorry…” he mumbled into my shirt through his tears, I moved my right hand to stroke his hair “It’s okay…” I felt his grip loosen and mine did to, he pulled his head up and his tear filled eyes stared at me “It’s not okay, I’m not okay, nothing is okay… Mikey!” He said frantically I turned around to see the two men walking toward Frank and I, the one with the afro, clutching my brother by the hair and holding a gun to his chest, before I could even attempt to help him, the other guy, pushed me back against the wall of a near building and held a gun to my throat “who the fuck are you?” he questioned, I glanced over to Frank who was staring at me, the guy in front of me did the same “Frank! Do you know him?” the stranger said Frank nodded desperately, the gun left my throat and the other man released Mikey from his grip, Mikey ran over to me, I looked over to Frank again the smaller of the two strangers placed his hand around Frank’s waist, I was the uncomfortable look on Frank’s face, There was a silence for a while “Um…Gerard, Mikey this is um…Ray and erm Brendon…” the minute Frank introduced us to the strangers the one I now knew to be called Ray dropped his bouncer like stance and approached Mikey and I with a reached out hand “So you’re the famous Gerard!” he said smiling I shook his hand before he continued “Frank hasn’t shut up about you, since we found him a few days ago…” I glanced over to Frank whose face was a violent shade of red, I then saw Brendon’s grip on Frank’s waist tighten defensively “What? No famous Mikey?” my brother stated Ray laughed “yeah he mentioned you too kid, it’s just hard to remember in between all the ‘Gerard’s perfect skin’ and ‘Gerard’s piercing eyes’ and all that jibber jabber” Ray answered, I looked over to Frank again this time I felt my cheeks heat up and most probably turn a shade of red, soon Brendon spoke up “Look, we don’t have time for this, we have to find somewhere to stay tonight, now I don’t care whether you two tag along or not, but it’ll be dark soon, and that’s when it’s most dangerous!” Brendon said with annoyance in his tone, he moved his hand from Frank’s waist to his left hand, he tried to entwine their fingers but Frank didn’t comply he let them hang there as if he didn’t want Brendon to be there at all, I felt a small nudge in the ribs from beside me as we walked following Brendon and Frank “Hey, don’t get jealous, Brendon and Frank know each other, they used to date in high school or something, Brendon wants to get things back on track, but it’s a little bit obvious Frank has someone else in mind…” came the comforting words of Ray “hey thanks man, you’re really nice, you know besides the whole ‘you were pointing an armed weapon at my brother’ thing.” Ray laughed slightly and so did Mikey “yeah sorry about that, Brendon’s really paranoid, he doesn’t really want anyone else here, he’s looking for the antidote, he wants to get it first, just so he can survive if anything happens.” I nodded in understanding; we soon came to a halt outside a small apartment block, Brendon turned around still gripping Frank’s hand tightly “Right, so there are three floors” no shit Sherlock “Ray you can take 1st floor, Gerard, Mikey you can take 2nd, Frank and I will take 3rd ” I watched as Frank pulled his hand from Brendon’s “Actually, I think I’m going to stay with Mikey and Gerard, I might get some sleep, considering your snoring keeps me up all night.” Frank stated walked toward us, Brendon grabbed his wrist “No! I want to keep you in sight!” Brendon said almost with venom in his voice “Hey! Let him go! He can make up his own mind he’s not a kid!” I retorted surely enough Brendon released his grip and Frank scurried over to me, we walked into the apartment block, Ray disappeared into the first floor and Brendon ran to the third, leaving Mikey, Frank and I to choose our room for the night.
“Oh my god! Memory foam! Guys we need to stay in this room!” Frank stated jumping up and down on the bed like a five year old “Frank there’s only two beds…” I pointed out, Frank shrugged “This one’s a double; hey I don’t mind sharing if you guys don’t you can decide amongst yourselves but I’m sleeping in this bed.” He grinned before burying himself under the blankets “well I’m not sharing with the midget; I’ll take the single bed.” Mikey said winking at me before turning around, I flipped him off and climbed onto the bed with Frank “Mmm, I thought it’d be you joining me” Frank said, his head popping out of the top of the duvet smiling, I rolled my eyes “Seriously Frank I really- oh my god don’t that tickles!” I splutter out quickly as Frank starts to stroke my arm gently he raises an eyebrow “You’re ticklish?” my eyes widened, this is the routine everyone knows “um…no of course not…” I trailed off, frank sat up, “Sure you’re not…” he said rolling his eyes, the next thing I knew Franks hands were all over my body tickling me to death “Frank. Stop. Stop.it. I can’t breathe Frank.” I said between hysterical laughter and wriggling around like I was having a fit “I’ll stop when you stop laughing.” He stated, he continued to tickle me and no more than a few seconds later we both fell onto the floor, duvet and all with a rather loud thud “Shit, are you okay Frank?” I asked him he opened his eyes and they widened in shock when he realised I’d fallen on top of him he laughed lightly “I’m fine, how are you Mr Ticklish?” he said a smirk creeping across his face “Fuck you.” Was my smart reply “Well we’re in the perfect position to.” Frank stated, I felt my face blush and Franks smile only widened “you’re so cute when you’re embarrassed…” the words lingered in the air Frank started to bite his bottom lip, I smile “you’re just cute in general” we lay there staring at each other for a while “oh Jesus Christ, you know if you guys are going to fuck you should warn a brother, I’m going to talk to Ray, I’ll leave you to it…” Mikey stated before leaving the room and firmly closing the door behind him, soon after Frank burst out laughing in hysterics much like I was when he was tickling me a few moments before “What’s so funny?” I questioned he took a few deep breaths to calm himself down “imagine what Mikey would have said, if we were actually having sex.” he continued to giggle like a school girl. Not that I was objecting to the thought of Frank and I having sex but you know, still being on top of him while he says it makes a guy feel kind of awkward “Dude he’d probably pass out” I laughed a little making my stomach press into Franks, there was a silence for a while, not an awkward silence, I mean we were lying on top of each other but it was comfortable, the whole situation was strangely comfortable. I noticed Frank was staring at me “What are you looking at?” I inquired, his eyes fell from my face and his face turned a pale shade of pink before his eyes met mine “You’re fucking gorgeous, you know that right?” I felt my heart swell and my cheeks flush a bright red, I decided it was about time I got off Frank so I rolled of so we were lying next to each other, but it wasn’t long before Frank rolled himself on top of me, I felt him closing the gap between our faces and more to the point our lips were now millimetres away from each other, I felt his breath on my face but that was quickly replaced with the feeling of his lips against mine, my hands found their way to Frank’s hair and pushed him harder against me, deepening the kiss, his tongue slid slowly along my bottom lip begging for an entrance to my mouth, which I happily gave, our tongues now exploring the new surroundings and battling for dominance, it was like everything had disappeared, Brendon, Ray, Mikey, the zombie’s, the room, the world, it was just me and Frank, sadly my solitude was broken by the door opening quickly and violently crashing against the wall, Frank pulled back from the kiss quickly and stood up to investigate who had entered the room, I however stayed lying on the floor “Oh hi Brendon…” Frank muttered “Where’s Gerard?” he asked, I felt my heart rate quicken “He’s um in the bathroom…” Frank said almost too quickly “Why were you on the floor?” Jesus Christ does this guy not quit? “Oh um, I fell of the bed and the duvet came with me, I just got comfy and couldn’t be bothered to get up…” he mumbled, I heard an agitated sigh come from the door before it closed and then a sigh of relief left Frank’s perfect lips, I stood up next to him “You okay?” I asked Frank nodded and turned to face me “Yeah, look Sorry about Brendon, he’s being really…well protective of me, I don’t know whether he still thinks we’re dating or whether he still has feelings for me or something but I don’t like how he’s acting.
He’s not the Brendon I used to know…”
Yay new Chapter! hope you liked it, it's a little longer than usual but I just couldn't stop myself from writing! hope you're enjoying it so far, the next chapters should pick up in zombie action hopefully! rate and review and I'll give you all unicorns ~ BitterLoveBlackHeart xoxo