Tell Me I'm An Angel

Chapter 47

Frank's P.O.V

The limo stopped outside of Bob's house. The house looked very unkept. We all got out but Gerard stopped us from following him and Bob inside.
"I'll shout if we need you." He promised. Then he kissed my cheek and headed inside with Bob.
I was really worried. What if Gerard got hurt again? I don't think I could handle it.

Gerard's P.O.V

I followed Bob as he sneaked upstairs. His uncle was in the kitchen. I knew Bob's parents had died three year ago, leaving him to be dragged up by his abusive uncle Simon.
"There's two cases, a backpack and a holdall in the closet." Bob said as he quietly closed the door behind us.
I opened the closet door and laid them on the bed. We packed the cases with his clothes. The backpack we used for his toiletries and sentimental items from his mum and dad. He was part way through packing the holdall with everything else, including his drumsticks, when his uncle burst through the door.
He scowled at the bags, then at Bob. "Where the fuck do you think your going, you worthless piece of shit?" He asked advancing towards him.
I jumped infront of Bob. He stopped, surprised. "Don't touch him." I snapped.
He snarled at me then grabbed me by the throat, squeezing as Bob begged him to let go. "Don't tell me what to do, you little faggot." He snapped.
Realising he couldn't do it alone, Bob ran out shouting Oli. My eye sight was blurring as I heard several foot steps running upstairs. I thought of Mikey and Frank. Of Oli and Linda. Of Bob and Ray. And of Jeremy. My family. This bastard wanted to end me. My family would be upset. I won't let that happen. I CAN'T let them suffer.
I somehow found the strength to bring my knee up to connect with his groin. He cried out, falling backwards and closing the door. He reached out and locked it.
"Just us now you little bastard." He screeched as he reached for me.
I moved, quickly. As I moved to the side, I pushed him towards the lamp. It broke and he yelped as it cut his hand.
"GERARD." Oli shouted from outside the door.
Simon reached under his t-shirt and pulled out a gun, aiming it at me.
"DON'T COME IN." I shouted. "HE HAS A GUN."
Simon grinned. "I'm gonna kill you first." He laughed. "Then that lot out there. I'll finish with that fucking retard my useless brother left me."
I snapped. I launched myself towards him, catching him off guard. We struggled with the gun. I used my anger at what he said to fight him. I won't give in. I won't lose my family. I don't care what happens to me. No one is going to hurt them.

Frank's P.O.V

We heard struggling from behind the door. Gerard was screeching. Bob's uncle was grunting. Then there was the sound of a gun shot. We all froze. It was silent. Then we heard movement. The door was unlocked. It opened, slowly. Gerard came into view. We were all horrified. His white shirt was covered in blood. HE was completely covered in blood. His eyes were glazed over. He stopped moving. He just stared at Bob. Tears fell down his blood stained cheeks. Bob walked towards him.
"Are you hurt?" Bob asked. "What did he do to you? Gerard? Please? What did he do to you?"
Gerard shook his head. "H..he's...." He coughed and held his stomach.
Bob's eye's widened as he moved Gerard's arms to check for injuries. "What did he do?" He panicked.
Gerard grabbed his wrists and looked in his eyes. "I'm n...not hurt." He coughed. "But y...your uncle is d...dead."
Bob smiled and hugged Gerard looking extremely happy. "Your okay." He said, laughing.
Gerard frowned. "B...but your uncle..."
Bob pulled back. "I don't care about him." He stated. "I only care that your okay. You guys are all that matter to me."
I snapped myself out of it and sobbed out loud.
Gerard rushed towards me and pulled me into his arms.
"I was so scared." I sobbed into his shoulder. "I thought I'd never see you again."
"No, baby." Gerard said as he pulled back to cup my face in his hands. "I would never leave you. I love you. You know that."
He pulled me into his side as he pulled a crying Mikey into his other side.