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Suddenly someone was shaking me.

“Elle!” I hear a voice say. And then again, only louder. “Elle!” … It was Paul. He was shaking me. “What the fuck happened here?” He says lifting me up off the floor.

The table was knocked over. The lamp was broken. The bed was a mess. Fuck the room was a mess. And I was smack in the middle of it all. Barely wrapped in his sheet anymore…

He pulled my wrists up and frowned at the marks on them and I pulled them back sharply from him. He ran his hand along my forehead and it hurt… A lot.

“Oww fuck!” I yell at him.

“You got a fucking bruise.” He tells me accusingly. Damn I hate him. He always talks to me like that. Like its my fault… “Where the fuck is he?” He demands as I unsuccessfully tried to rub the throbbing pain in my head away.

“Hes gone.” I looked around in confusion. There was no one in the room but me and Paul. “Oh my god the kids!” I cried out as I tried to push past him.

“Theyre sleeping.” Paul pushes me back onto the bed and I just looked at him like I didn’t believe him. “I just checked Elle I swear.” He sighed and I took a deep breath to try and relax myself.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw a shadow approaching the doorway. My whole body tensed up again until I realized it was Gerard…

“What are you doing back here?” He snaps at Paul.

“I was gonna ask you the same thing.” Paul snarls back “What’d you do to her” Paul gestures at me

“Me” Gerard replies raising his voice up to match Pauls level. “You-“ Gerard starts to say.

“Stop.” I cry out loudly and they both looked at me. Paul thought Gerard was responsible for my current state of dishevel, Gerad of course blamed Paul. Neither one of them knew about the man….I was starting to hyperventilate remembering.

“Elle take it easy.” Paul tells me and I shake my head no.

“There was a guy he… he…broke in…” I say, barely able to breathe anymore. I kinda collapsed against Paul since he was closer to me.

“What!?” Paul says looking at me wide-eyed.

“Are you sure the kids are still in bed? Just go check- please” I huff a little. “He… he…” I start to say as Paul dashes out of the room. Gerard was right behind him. I shut my eyes and sat on the edge of the bed trying to catch my breath. They were gone for a really long time. I was starting to freak out… I was just about to get up and see what was taking so long when they both appeared back in the doorway. Together… It was weird… And they were both frowning.

“Oh God!” I panic.

“Naw Elle, they're fine they're both sleeping.” Gerard says coming over and kneeling in front of me examining the bruise on my forehead. “What the hell happened Elle?” He says and I sniffle.

“I don’t know Gerard.” I say trying not to cry but I couldn’t help myself. “Some guy broke in” I sob.

“And?” Gerard encourages me.

“And I don’t know, I thought he was gonna rob the house but he…he broke Rays car.” I sniffle and Gerard frowned a little.

“He what Elle?” Gerard says raising his voice up a little.

“He knew me, well he said he knew me…it was weird. But he broke Rays car, and he wanted me to go with him. He was right there, I swear” I say pointing to the spot Paul was now standing in and Gerard looks over at Paul.

“Elle there's no one here. We just checked the whole house” Paul tells me and I frown. Ive heard that line before.

“Well I guess he left!” I snap at him.

“Elle seriously.” Gerard says examining my eyes a little. “Tell me everything that happened okay?” He repeats.

“I was sleeping-“ I start to say and Gerard looks over at Paul. Paul smirks a little.

“Sleeping?” Paul says as Gerard stood up in front of me.

“You were having a nightmare baby.” Gerard tells me and I frown.

“I wasn’t dreaming.” I insist.

“You fucking fell out of bed and hit your head.” Paul tells me and suddenly feel sick to my stomach.

“I did not.” I say weakly. Fuck… I know what happened. And neither one of them believe me.

“Elle I think its just after everything that’s happened-“ Gerard tries to tell me and I stand up abruptly grabbing the blanket tightly around me as I reach for my clothes.

“No I know what happened.” I say roughly and Paul laughs. “And you shut the fuck up.” I tell him grabbing my jeans off the floor.

“Elle there was no one here. No one broke in, the kids are still asleep, the doors are locked.” Paul tells me. I just shook my head no. I looked over at Gerard. He kinda nodded along with Paul… Unbelievable!

“No he was here. I fucking talked to him.” I say and Paul raises his eyebrows up at me.

“Who?” He says.

“I don’t know.” I reply.

“Well you talked to him about what?” Paul says and I opened my mouth to say something but changed my mind at the last second… I'm not gonna tell him about Chris… or the ‘box’… “About what?” Paul repeats and I shrug. “So you had an imaginary conversation with an imaginary man, who disappeared into thin air.” Paul laughs.

“Go to hell.” I snap at him.

“Well how the fuck he get in then huh? Shit baby” Paul laughs. “No one broke in Elle, the door was locked when I came in.” He says as I grab my shirt off the floor.

“I'm not having this argument again.” I say and Paul looked at me funny. He didn’t know what I was talking about. Gerard did.

“Elle.” Gerard sighs a little watching me closely.

“Fuck you both.” I say waving my hand at them in anger. “That window’s open isn’t it!” I cry out pointing over at it and Gerard frowned.

“Were on the second floor Elle.” Gerard says to me.

“So!” I snap at him. Gerard looked over at Paul and then back at me.

“Elle.” He sighs again.

“No don’t!” I say stepping back from him.

“We just think-“ Gerard starts to say and for some reason those words just set me off.

“WE!” I cry out throwing my hands in the air. “So now its WE!” I laugh mockingly at them and they frown. “Well Im glad you guys are all buddy buddy now.”

“Elle cut the shit.” Paul tells me as I carry on.

“Don’t tell me what to do!” I yell over at him.

“Where are you going?” Gerard asks as I march over to the door dragging the blankets along the floor.

”I'm gonna go sleep in Bobby’s room.” I declare and Gerard just looked at me like what about me? “Seeing how you and him are best friends now, I'm sure you wont even miss me!” I yell out.

“Elle!” Gerard protests.

“You both think I'm fucking nuts!” I scream like a nut at them. “Well I'm not!” I say waving my hands in the air wildly. “I know what happened!” I insist. “There was someone here.” I say and Gerard looked down at the floor. “He fucking came in after you left and he gave me the piece to Rays car.” I say and Paul laughed.

“Well where is it Elle?” Paul says and I frown.

“It was on the bed.” I tell them and we all look over at the empty bed.

“You were dreaming.” Paul says and I bit my lip a little.

“No, I wasn’t...” I say more to myself then to either of them.

“Yeah you were.” Gerard says softly as he came over and wrapped his arm around me. “Come on.” He says pulling me towards the door.

“naw she aint going anywhere with you.” Paul announces like hes king all of a sudden. “She may have bumped her head but that don’t explain this.” He grabbed my arm and twisted it up in the air. The bat bruise gleaming in the light.

“Aw fuck you Paul, what youre the only one who can get rough with me.” I cry out with out meaning to. Shit.

“Damn it!” Paul yells at me and I start to cry. “Why are you covering for him?” Paul yells at me as he grabs my shoulder and shakes me slightly in frustration.

“Get your fucking hands off her!” Gerard yells out shoving Paul back from me slightly. Paul tensed up and shifted threateningly forward towards Gerard and I panicked.

“Stop!” I yell stepping between them, putting one hand on each of their chests. Which probably wasn’t the best idea cause I was still naked and I had no hand left to hold the blankets up around me and they started slipping down. Paul smirked a little amused by this… Gerard stepped back from my hand towards the doorway tossing his hands up a little as he stepped back.

I used my ‘free’ hand now to pull the blanket back up around me. My other hand was still on Paul’s chest.

“Damn it Paul.” I yell at him pounding on his chest lightly. “Cut it out huh!” I tell him and he laughs.

“Mind your business Elle.” Paul tells me and I make a face.

“This is my business!” I say and he smirks. “What the fuck are you even doing here? I thought you were gonna stay at Mike’s?” I ask him and he shrugs.

“Changed my mind.” He says and I frown. “You're fucking lucky I came home too!” He tells me and I look at him like he's nuts.

“Fuck off Paul!” I yell out before Gerard could answer him. “I'm not a baby, I can take care of myself!” I say and he laughs.

“Yeah I see how well.” He says as he reaches up and presses on my bruised forehead. I winced a little.

“That was from earlier with Will.” I lie to him about my wrists.

“And youre not even gonna press charges are you?” Paul snickers and I shook my head no.


“No I'm not.” I say insistently. “I'm not pressing charges… Will has enough problems with out me adding to them…” I say and Gerard frowns. “Maybe now he can get some help right?” I say and neither one of them answer me. I was doing the right thing… I just knew it… And Will had my box… My box of what Id didn’t know, but I was gonna find out… My mind started to wander a little… Suddenly Gerard's voice snapped me back.

“Why don’t you go get dressed huh Elle.” He says nodding towards the blanket, which was starting to slip off from around me again. “we’ll talk downstairs okay?” He says softly and I nod.

“Uh yeah okay.” I say stepping towards the doorway. I paused halfway through it and looked back at them. “Uh come with me.” I say to Gerard, realizing leaving him and Paul alone wouldn’t end well.

“He should just fucking go home.” Paul says and I frown.

“Fuck off.” I say grabbing Gerard's arm.

“Naw I'm serious Elle, he's gotta go.” Paul says and I raise my eyebrow challenging him.

“Your mom said it was okay.” I say and Paul shrugs.

“I don’t give a fuck what she said, or David.” Paul tells me grinning. “HE ain’t staying here.” He says pointing at Gerard.

“Then I'm not either.” I say and Paul laughs.

“yeah right.” He says and I look at him firmly.

“I’ll leave too.” I say and he snickers.

“You’ll do what ever I tell you to.” He yells over pointing at me.

“Don’t fucking yell at her.” Gerard yells back at him and I sigh looking down at my feet as they bicker…

“I’ll talk to her any way I want to.” Paul says.

“Like hell.” Gerard replies.

“You gonna stop me?” Paul snaps.

“Damn right I am.” Gerard quips back.

This went on for how long I couldn’t tell you…No actually I could. Until Bobby woke up crying from all the noise…And then I lost it. Screamed at both of them to cut it out. I made Paul take Bobby back to bed and sent Gerard into the kitchen to wait while I changed into some clothes.

I grabbed my bag from the bottom of the steps and carried it upstairs into the bathroom. At first I was gonna change into the shorts and tank top that I brought to sleep in but I changed my mind. I mean the way those two were carrying on… I wanted to be prepared… Prepared for what I wasn’t sure…

I pulled out the clothes I brought to change into for the morning and tossed them on. It was just a pair of plain black jeans and a gray shirt, nothing fancy. I even put my shoes on… just in case.

I went to shove my clothes back into my bag and something caught my eye. It was a crumpled piece of paper. Weird paper… blue paper… Kinda like construction paper, real thick like. I pulled it out and opened it. The little metal piece from Rays car was wrapped inside it.

There was writing on the inside… It was scribbled and a little smeared a little with grease now and I squinted to make out what it said…I shivered as I read it…

… You want answers, I want my box. Meet me at Point Pleasant Friday at noon and we’ll trade…