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Chapter Five.

Gerard's POV

"Frank, open the door." I knocked quietly on the bathroom door. "Frank, please just open the door." A small muffled cry crept out of the crack in the door way. I turned the handle, noticing it was already open. "l-l-eave me a-a-lone."
he panted out in short quick breaths. He was crumpled in a small ball next to the porcelain toilet. I slid down the cool blue wash wall and made Franks head rest on my lap as he cried softly. "Frank baby, what's up? Nothing is going
is going to happen if I dont know whats wrong."

Frank stood up and swayed a little before heading to the bathroom door "I-I need to go Gerard."
"Frank why are you going?" Before I knew it he had left the bathrom and was heading for the door. I scrammbled to my feet and ran out of the bathroom. "Frank where are you going."
"Home." With that he slammed the door behind him and entered the cool Jersey breeze. I wandered aimlessly in to the living room tripping over nothing a couple of times "Guys, Frank's left, and I have no answer for why he broke
down like that." Mikey looked up to me from Georgiee, nodded and went back to talking to her. "Ray?" He paused the game he was playing and looked up at me behind his flop of fro just slightly covering his light hazel brown eyes.
"Yeah?"
"Budge up, I'm playing now." I giggled childishly as he passed me a controler. He resumed the game, he had obviously changed changed games to Crash Bandicoot, his old time favourite.

Georgiee's POV

The day went by pretty quick, not much happened I guess. I had nodded off in to Mikey's arms a couple of times and waking up in Mikey's room. I couldn't here anything so I guess there in the Basement. I turned around on to my
side to take a look at what time it was. It was already dark outside so i guess it was getting late. I stared at the clock for a few moments, letting my vision focus up on the bright green numbers glaring out at me. The clock read 9:08,
not too late for them to be asleep. I swung my legs over the side of the bed, grabbing hold of the bedside table for balance, letting my sight get used to the dark. I made my way around the bedroom, stumbling over a few stary pieces
of clothing that Mikey had strewn about. I eased down the door handle, trying to be as quiet as I could, just in case they were asleep. I walked dosily down the short flight of stares. I came to a halt as I let my eye sight, once
again re-adjust to the bright lights coming from the kitchen and lounge. "Mikey?" I shouted out as I made my way to the kitchen, just pausing along the way when i could hear only just audible voices coming from the older Ways room.
"shit, she's awake, quikly put it away."
The door was slightly ajar so i sneeked my head around the wooden door and looked down the stairs, directly at the desk at the bottom of the stairs. Mikey was wiping away some white powder from the desk and sprinkled it in to
a clear plastic bag. Cocaine? That was clearly cocaine. I didn't mind him doing it, im just annoyed the fact that he didn't tell me. "Mikey." i opened the door fully and made my way down to the low lit room. "shit. its not what it looks
like. i swear." he spun around to look at me with the deep puppy dog eye's i tend to fall in to gaze with. "why didn't you tell me?"
"i-i'm sorry, i just didnt want to tell you straight away, i thought it would ruin it." i walked up to him, taking both of his hands mine, staring in to those deep puppy eyes behind his skewed glasses. "Mikey, I dont care that you do coke, just please dont get addicted, I've done it before."
"hypocryte" Gerard mumbled over his cup of coffee. I shot him a death glare and focused back on to Mikey. "are you sure your not mad at me?"
"of course not Mikes." i nuzzled my head in to the corner of his neck, quitley whispering 'I love you', barley even audible for myself to hear. "Georgiee, are you going home tonight? your Mom will start to worry where you are."
he stepped back a little, looking straight at me. "Erm yeah i better had. Let me go grab my stuff from upstairs, i'll be right back."i turned around on my heel and sped up both flights of stairs in under thirty seconds. I flicked on the
Mikey's light switch and rumaged through the mess on the the floor to find my things. I came along to my Smashing Pumpkins bag sat on his bed opposite where I woke up. I swear I didn't leave it there, Oh well. I looked some more and finally found my red seriously fucked up converse laying around under some towels. With my bag, I flew down the stairs and about to go down the second flight but crashed in to Mikey's small, fragile frame. "sorry Mikey."
"its okay, you ready to go then? I'm gunna walk you home, it looks like its about to storm." He pointed out to the black clouds, shuffling there way across the already dark sky. "Lets go then, oh and a quick question, wheres your Mom and Dad?" I replied smiling, grabbing his broad hand.
"Buisness tripgone for the week."
"Ohhhh" I smiled. We walked out in to the cool Jersey night, hand in hand, back to my house in a silence that wasnt to awkward. "Hey Mikey, dont hate me for this, but I really need to tell you this."
"Go on."
"Right you know this morning you asked this morning why my eyes were diluted?"
"Yeah."
"It's not because we were drunk last night."
"What was it from then baby?" He asked, stopping us in the street looking me deep in the eyes. "It's because im addicted to Oxycontin and had to take my dosage." A horrored look splashed across his face as I looked at him. "Please dont hate me, Mikey!" I begged him, sharp tears pricking both of our eyes. "I don't hate you, I'm just really suprised, for a girl like you, to be addicted to it. You have noticed this stuff can be really dangerous, right?" I nodded slowly. "I know, Gerard lectured me earlier when I came out of the downstairs bathroom." I looked down at my feet as they became really interesting. He lifted my chin with his thin fingers and looked at me in the eye."It's a long story behind it, I've tried stoppiung before, but I just cant, its too much too handle. I'm really sorry Mikey!" I looked up to him and he slid his hand in to mine and carried on walking in complete silence. A fat rain drop rolled down my cheek, one after the other. I looked up to the now balckened sky as the clouds relieved their rain. Mikey sped up his pace towards home. "Hurry up! Your gunna get a cold wearing just a vest and jeans." I looked at my arms, noticing I was already shivering. He took of his hoodie and wrapped it around me, rubbing my arms to create some sort of heat or friction. We finally came along to my house, we walked up the drive and stood in the porch area outside my door. He pulled me close and his lips crashed in to mine, I relaxed after i notoced what was happening and moved my lips with his. They felt like they belonged together, the way they moved with each other. This was perfect. The kiss had only lasted for for a couple of minutes, but within those couple of minutes, I was in heaven. He pulled away and pecked me on the nose "I'll text you later, okay?" He said and then walked down the drive. I never noticed how skinny he was, no matter what he ate. I opened the door and walked in smiling, touching my lips where the tingling of the kiss left there mark. "Hi Mom!" I wandered in to the living room, Mom sprawled across the couch, sleeping lightly. I grabbed the blanket from the other couch and pulled it over her. I kissed her soft mousey blonde hair and made my way up stairs.

I flopped on to my bed, ripping off my clothes and slipping in to some baggy pjs and pulled the thick black covers over me. I dont think I could be any happier at the moment.

I woke up in a corridor. Everything completley silent. I sat up from my laying postition and I looked around, there was no one. The school was completley abandoned. What the fuck is happening. I stood up and I ran, I ran as fast as I could. The corridor just became longer and longer as I ran to the doors at the end.

"I've been waiting for you." a voice appeared from behind me. I came to a halt and turned around and looked at the man who had stopped right behind me.
"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?" I screamed in his face, shaking like mad.
"No need to talk. I've been waiting for this for ages and I finally get my chance." He chuckled and grabbed hold of my hands, pinning me up against the wall. He planted rough kisses on my neck, moaning, grinding against me, totally incontrol.
"Get off me! please!" i sobbed, as he shoved his hands up my shirt, roughly feeling my chest. "stop it please!" he ripped off my shirt and jeans, leaving me in only my underwear. He ground his crotch agaisnt me. He stopped for a moment to unzip his pants and fling them down. I tried to run when he did but he caught me by the wrist. He shoved me on to the ground, stomach first. He ripped of my pants and stuck his cock straight in to my entrance, no lube or anything. This is what Anal feels like, is this how im going to die. I screamed in pain as he moaned and grunted. I look down the corridor and saw all the people I loved, dead, sprawled across the hallway.
"What did you do to them? Why are they dead?" I sobbered, tears rolled down my face.
"Shh darling, it will all be over for you too dear, soon" i screamed and squirmed and he finally stopped before flipping me on to my back. He pulled out a metal knife from the jeans he had ripped off earlier.
"Please don't do this too me! please!"
He stabbed the sharp knife in to my stomach, twisting the knife."Too late. My names Bert."

"Georgiee, wake up!" I woke panting, my Mom was hovering above me, tears rolling down her cheeks. "Mom!" I crashed in to her and sobbed in to the crook of her neck. "You were screaming for people to get off you. What were you dreaming about darling?"
"Not now mom, please, dont make me, please!"
"I wont baby, I swear!"
"Stay in my room tonight Mom? I dont want him to get me." She stood up from the bed and pulled out a duvet from my closet and layed it on the couch next to my bed. "Of course I will, good night sweetie." She kissed the top of my head and pulled back the duvet and climbed in to bed.

Thats when the nightmares began.