broken inside ↯frerard

Everything Black

•Frank's P.O.V.•

For the second time today, I open my eyes to a new setting.

I am in..

an apartment?!

"Wh-at..?" I raise my head up and notice that I am laying down on some cushions.

"Like my couch?" the guy that apparently carried me over here asks.

Wait, this is his couch?

I mean, it's better than my sleeping bag but I thought...

"This isn't a c-couch." I stutter.

Suddenly I hear footsteps heading towards the 'couch'.

Wait.. I am on the 'couch'..

"W-What's you name?" I ask nervously.

I hear more footsteps near me.

Shit.

"So how are you feeling?" he comes towards me.

More footsteps.

"Like shit."

More footsteps.

"Oh. We have to take care of that now don't we?" he tells me as he stops walking.

Silence.

"Uhm y-yeah." I respond.

Where the fuck is he?

Where the fuck am I?

Where the fuck did -

"What's your name?" His face is so close to mine that I can feel his breath on my lips. That makes me snap out of my thoughts.

"F-Frank Ier-o.."

He stares into my eyes and for a second, I can see his eyes shinning in the dark of his apartment.

Emerald Green.

"Nice name you got there." he continues to stare at me.

So what now?

Why the fuck is he staring at me anyways?

Am I that much if a freak..?

"I dropped you off at my uhm... home.. and then ran to a pharmacy to get you some stuff so I can help you with your injuries.." he points at my body, scratching the back of his neck.

I look down at myself and see that I have no pants and shirt on.

WTF?!

"Uhm why the fuck am I n-naked?!" I screech at him.

I touch my bare chest, checking for wounds.

I feel a few bandages on.

"Well you see, I had to clean you up and help you w-"

"Why would you want to help me?!" I shouted at him.

Who would want to help me?

Why..?

"..Uh I just thought you needed help out there.." I heard him whisper and suddenly felt guilty for what I said.

"No no it's alright I guess.. It's just that people don't help me often.." I mutter.

He lifts my chin to observe my face once more.

My eyes open wide as I see him scan my every feature on my face.

Those same eyes staring into mine. Emerald Green.

"You look fine Frank. I think I fixed some wounds enough for them to heal.." He smiles at me for the first time since we met.

I stay silent observing him.

He has short ruffed up dark black hair and pale sharp features.

He is wearing a oversized black sweater with some black skinny jeans and black worn out converse.

Black.

My favorite color.

I notice my black skinny jeans and white worn out shirt on the floor. I also see my chucks next to the 'couch' I am laying on.

Shit. I am still naked.

I sit up slowly and blink a couple of times to adjust to my level in the room.

I start to collect my clothes and putting them on one by one starting with my jeans.

Meanwhile I can see this guy looking at me as I change.

I feel uncomfortable so I hurry the pace.

Tying my shoes I notice that I am not in pain anymore.

I also notice the apartment.

Or should I call it a shack.

There is one mattress in the middle of this shack and some dirty blanket thrown on top of it. I can see a teddy bear laying next to the bed and some bucket with crumbled papers inside of it. The walls look old and I get this feeling that there are ghosts everywhere. Like an old abandoned house in those cheesy horror movies. When that dumb blonde big tit bitch enters the haunted house? Yes that house. I feel like I am inside one.

That is all I see in his 'apartment'.

And of course his 'couch'.

"Where are you going? I tho-"

"Are you homeless.?" I cut him off.

"Yes.." he looks away and mutters something under his breath.

"Oh.. Me too."

He then stares at me with shock.

"You.. you are homeless too..?" He asks me, walking towards me.

I stand with a small grunt.

"Y-Yeah... I live with my best friend Ray Toro.. Shit!" I curse and start to pace around his 'apartment'.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know where Ray is and he is probably worried sick about me.. SHIT!" I shout and hit my fist on the wall in front of me.

"Here, we can go look for him." He smiles as he turns me around.

Emerald Green.

"Alright. What's your name by the way?"

"I am Gerard Way."