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I called his name again and still... no answer... Fuck. Where did he go? I was starting to shiver a little. It was kinda cold out. I don't think he put on his jacket before he left either... What the fuck is he doing out there? I couldn't hear anything outside either. It was dead silent... My mind started imagining all sorts of horrible things that could've happened to him. Strangely none involved a crazed convict though. I mean I first I though maybe he tripped and fell down a hole.... Or a well... Like that little girl did back in the 1980's... mmm, what was her name? ...I think it was baby Jessica? ... fuck... Jessica/... rrgh...if he's outside with /Jessica he's gonna wish he fell into a fucking well when I'm done with him....

I grabbed a pair of jeans off the floor and hastily slid them up.... 'Motherfucking slut.' I mumbled to myself.  I was gonna go outside and look. I couldn't take it anymore. I still had the window wide open. There was no screen on it either. I was just about to close it, to go outside to look for Gerard, when a giant mosquito type bug flew in suddenly.

Right at me too.

"Nooo!" I screamed swatting at it. I missed. It flew over my head. I ducked a little. It fluttered kinda near my face and I screamed. "Aaaah.. stop leave me alone." I yelled swatting wildly in the air. I tripped over the shoes I was wearing earlier. I hadn't put them away yet...they were laying in the middle of the floor still.

I tumbled over them, right into my vanity table, knocking all the assorted bottles and make up and crap that was on it on to the floor. It made a loud crash too. "Ohhh fuck!" I cried out looking at the mess.

The mosquito flew close to my face again. Like it was mocking me. "You motherfucker." I cursed at it as I picked up the shoe that I had I tripped on and I swatted at it once again. I almost hit it too. Little fucker... It flew up into the corner. I climbed up on my bed and stretched my hand up. He was just sitting on the wall, real close to the ceiling.

Like two fucking inches out of my reach. He knew it too...

"You bastard." I yelled at it. It just fluttered its little wings defiantly. I banged my shoe on the wall a few times trying to scare it so it would fly down where I could squash him but it wouldn't move... Bloodsucking bastard...

"Elle?!" I hear Gerard yelling my name. He was coming down the hall... quickly too. He must've heard all the commotion. Fuck half the block probably heard the commotion. I looked to the open door. I swear the mosquito did too. I mean couldn't see his little mosquito-y face, but I swore he looked over at the door the same time I did cause he suddenly flew off the wall and was heading towards the open door.

"Oh fuck no." I mutter and I jump off the bed and slam the door seconds before it flew out. If it fucking thought it was gonna get loose in my house, it was sorely mistaken. I had him trapped. The only place he was going was mosquito hell or back out the window into Jersey. I honestly don't know which one would be worse...

Well unfortunately I slammed the door right as Gerard was about to come in. He tried pushed it open. I pushed it back.

"Elle!" He yelled pushing hard on the door. I leant against it to hold it shut. The fucking mosquito was right there. Just inches from getting out of my room... It darted a little towards the crack in the door way as Gerard pushed it open. I pushed it back and the bug darted back a little.

"No stop. Don't open the door." I yell pushing on it with all my weight. The fucking vanity knocked over and was kinda holding it shut too cause there was no way that I could it held it closed by myself. He was too strong.

"What the hell." I hear Gerard yell along with some other muffled obscenities I had never heard before. The mosquito took one final swoop at me. I screamed and ducked down again against the door.

"Leave me alone." I swatted at it. I missed yet again but the little fucker landed on my bicep and bit me. I screamed and tried to shake it off as Gerard pushed the door open. And just like that the fucking little bloodsucker flies out the open window.

Gerard comes charging into the room. He looks surprised to see me there all alone. He reaches over and grabs my arm and lifts me up off the floor. "Elle baby are you okay." He says kinda shaking me a little. "Where did he..." He looked around at the mess.

"He went out the window." I said scratching my arm frantically. Fuck did it itch...

Gerard glanced down at the now huge red mark on my arm. I have pretty fair skin. My arm was getting all red and splotchy where he bit me. The scratching was making it worse. I winced a little from the strong itching sensation. It wouldn't stop..,, the more I scratched it the more it itched.

He widened his eyes a little at the mark on my arm and went running over to the window. "You're not gonna catch him he's gone." I say plainly as Gerard leant out the window a little. "Come on shut it I'm getting cold." I tell him and he spins around and gives me this look like I'm crazy.

"What the hell happened Elle?" He says pulling my arm and examining it a little.

"I was waiting for you and I opened the window and he came in and fucking attacked me Gerard, but I fought him off." I say sighing a little. He was still giving me a look, it was starting to freak me out a little... "I almost had him too....and then umm he flew back out the window." I say and he frowns at me.

"Flew out the window?" He says like he doesn't believe me.

"Um yeah." I say and he reaches up and puts his hand on my forehead like he was checking if I had a fever. "Elle did you fall and bump your head?" He asks me and I laugh stepping back from him.

"What?" I say and he pulls me back towards him.

"Are you..." He squinted and bent down a little and looked at my eyes. Not in my eyes, but at my eyes.

"I'm not fucking high." I grumble at him. "I know what happened." I say and he wrinkles his eyebrows at me. "He fucking bit me and then flew back out the window." I say harshly to him. Why does everyone always think I'm high? They treat me like...

"He what?" Gerard says loudly and I loose my train of thought.

"I don't bit me, stung me. I don't know whatever the fuck mosquitoes do..."I mumble scratching feverishly at my arm again.

"Elle are you telling me you fucking trashed your room fighting off a mosquito." He says shutting his eyes a little. I nodded and he took a deep breath.

He gave me a look. Kinda like the one he did when I told him I killed Teddy... "Oh fuck... you didn't think..." I say laughing a little.

"What the fuck am I suppose to think!" He yells at me laughing a little him
self too.

"Aw baby." I say hugging him.

"I fucking hear you screaming Elle." He says squeezing me in his arms. "What the fuck am I suppose to think?" He says and I continue to laugh. "Its not funny." He says chuckling a little.

"Then why are you laughing?" I ask, stepping away from him a little.

"Cause when I see you laugh it makes me laugh." He says and I smile. "And when you smile it makes me smile." He says smiling a little.

"And when I freak out and panic?" I say looking around at the big mess I made... All because of a little fucking bug...

"It makes me wanna kill the motherfucker whose scaring you." He says and I frown.

"I'm not scared Gerard." I say sighing a little picking up the crap I knocked off the vanity and lining it back up.

"Elle." He sighs a little and lifts the stool up and sits on it.

"No I mean it I'm not scared. I really don't think he wants to hurt me." I say and he just looks at me. "Come on Gerard..."I say and he folds his arms and just continues to stare at me. "If it is this fucking Hunter guy, and he did get out of prison, what the fuck does he want from me?" I say shrugging a little picking up my hairbrush from the floor.

"Who the fuck knows Elle." He tells me.

 "I don't even think its him." I say and Gerard shakes his head a little. "No seriously." I carry on. "Think about it...he's fucking in prison for how long?"  I say and Gerard just looked at me. "And you think he's gonna get out and come and fucking take in my garbage pails?... fucking buy me flowers?..." I say picking up the last bottle of crap I knocked over off the floor. Gerard sighed a little. "Fucking break in and FIX my broken door latch?" I snicker. "I mean those don't exactly sound like convict-y things to do." I say and Gerard stands up.

"Well what does it sound like then Elle..." He says getting a little frustrated.

"Like..." I paused and sighed a little. "It sounds like maybe... husband-y."