I See You Lying Next To Me (Frerard)

Chapter 8

*A/N: Sorry for being away too long- heres the latest I would recover for this story from my storage- enjoy!

*WARNING MENTIONS OF ABUSE*

Chapter 8

Luckily being married to Lyn-z, Gerard had called her bus to ask if the band she was in ‘Mindless Self Indulgence’ would cover My Chems last show of the tour. They weren’t pleased, MCR hating to cancel a show and leave fans disappointed; but made an exception because of Frank being still disorientated- although he’d fought against his doctors before resulting in playing with a gas tank. They wouldn’t agree this time though, and not going on stage made everyone depressed more than they were originally, they felt like they were missing something and all itched to play.

When Frank was released they took him back to the bus only to be met by two cops.

Frank had geared himself up for this and braced himself as he made his way to the back room of the bus where they could speak privately in the little production room.

 "Can Gerard come with us?" Frank asked one of the cops, looking small and frail in his baggy clothes and messy state. His true mood was expressed as much on the outside as it was on the inside. It took him all his willpower not to just slip into his bunk and take a long sleep; he just wanted to lay in the bunk release a sigh and go home.

"Sure." The man pointed to the sofa in the production room at the back of the bus as to where to go, he was tall but skinny with a soft crop of dark hair. "I would have liked to take you to the station but we thought it would be more comftable here." The man sighed looking around the room, hating what he had to do, it was taking a statement but he knew that later he would need to do a cognitive interview which put people in so much emotional stress the cop had to go home to his partner and just hold them.

"Thanks." Frank mumbled not sure if he was going to like this but he had to get it over with soon in hope the nightmare could go away but he knew better than that. Frank knew closing his eyes didn’t make the pain do away, he knew closing his eyes didn’t stop the feeling the rough touches and wrenching heart ache.

"I’m Officer Drew by the way, I heard about your case and I just want to say I’m sorry for what they did to you and I know I will try my best to catch them. But we must ask, Mr. Iero could you state what happened maybe in order of events if you can remember?" The man took out a notepad, he had a pitiful look on his face it was clear he didn’t want to hear about Frank’s pain or that he didn’t want to hear about it at all. In uncomfortable situations people tend to shut off.

Frank wipes away the tear forming in his eyes, he sniffles before focusing as he feels Gerard touch his hand to his knee just so he can feel content as Gerard settles down next to him.

 Frank squeezed Gerard’s hand hoping to gain some sort of strength as he explained what happened that night; the tears flooded down his face and Frank silently wondered when he would run out of tears to cry.

"I must have blacked out from the pain 'cus all I remember after that is being lay in blood, the feeling of abuse and the sound of heavy footsteps." As he spoke Franks eyes just stared at his feet not knowing where to look or what to do apart from speak.

"You can take a break if you want?" Gerard tried to meet Frank’s eyes hating to see how scared he looked, Gerard didn’t like how helpless Frank was just drowned in a shirt and sunken skin, he didn’t like how he hadn’t noticed it earlier how skeletal Frank looked.