I'll Be Your Gerard If You'll Be My Frank

No...

**CONTAINS ABUSIVE BEHAVIOUR**

{Gerard's POV}

I stared at Frank's front door.

Maybe I should just go home.

But, I was here now.

There was no harm in checking he was alright.

I held up my hand to knock but I couldn't do it.

Maybe Mikey was right.

Maybe I did worry too much.

That wasn't good for my relationship with Frank at all.

So, was this a good idea?

Thinking about it too hard wasn't helping at all.

In the end, I knocked on the door.

No harm at all in checking.

Although, no one came to answer the door.

That wasn't right.

Frank had to be home.

Where else would he be?

I knocked again.

This time, I heard something.

I frowned and stepped closer to the door.

There it was again.

Someone...

Someone was yelling.

I think they were anyway.

What was going on?

I pressed my ear against the wooden door in an attempt to hear.

"Help!"

I definitely heard that.

My first reaction was to pull out my phone and call the cops.

"I think my neighbour's in trouble," I said into the receiver, "Someone's calling out for help."

After giving the address, I hung up.

I needed to find out what was happening myself.

I couldn't just stand and wait.

Was the door open?

Probably not.

I placed my hand on the door handle when I heard, "Someone please help me!!"

A force overtook me and I threw the door open.

I froze when I saw them.

Oh my fucking God...

Please tell me this wasn't happening.

No...

Tony was unbuttoning his belt and trying to hold Frank down at the same time.

He wasn't... No.

No, he wasn't.

"Quit squirming!" He growled.

Frank was sobbing his eyes out.

He was trapped and he had his jeans pulled down.

I wasn't smiling at his batman boxers anymore.

"What the fuck...!" I spoke out loud.

They both stopped and looked at me.

Tony let go of his belt.

"You little shit," Venom filled his voice, "You turn around and get out now!"