Chapter 8- A Prophecy

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Once my lovely Gerard had finnally finished straddling me, we both got up and tried to recover my delectable Honey loops!

"Nurse, spoon" I said with my hand out to Gerard. He ran to the kitchen and came back with a ladel!

"We are performing major surjery I see!" Gee joked. I threw him a glare and continued picking up the yellow loops, with the giant ladel.

"WE HAVE LIFE!" I yelled, as I put the last piece of cereal into the bowl. Gerard just laughed at my success.

Mikey soon came down, and we all ate our breakfast, sat in the living room watching the aqua bats on TV. Yes... The aqua bats, and i dont care what you think! It's a bloody good programme! Donna soon came down and made a cup of coffee. Hmm coffee

"Moooommm!!" Gerard called "Bring me a coffee pleasssee!" I nuged him with my elbow. "Oh... and one for Frankie!" Gerard called out again. Mikey laughed

"You've got legs! use them!" Donna said walking back upstairs, as Gerard got up and went to get our coffees.

"So, how did you sleep?" Mikey asked "Sorry you couldnt come in my room, it's a mess and there isnt space at all" I smiled

"I slept well..."

"Good...." Mikey replied finishing his piece of toast, and licking his fingers, getting rid of those annoying little crums.

suddenly, as Gerard came back with our coffee's, The door bell rang, and the big wooden frame of the door was being pounded on, with heavy fists of violence. Mikey saw that Gerard had his hands full, and that I didnt want to answer. So brave Mikes got up and crept towards the door, opening it very slowly, to reveal a large male figure. the sun was shining brightly, and as Mikey pulled the door more, I could make out some features, Dark brown hair, with vairly pale skin. Grey stained T-shirt, and a pair of baggy denim jeans, something was fimiliar. I was struck by the person staring at me, His cold grasp making me catch a breath in my throat. But this glare was not of the new. I had seen it before, the deep mauve eyes clenching my soul. They were... My dads ... My dad was standing in the large doorway with fists in each hand, what was he doing here?! I could see he was angry, and about to explode, letting the anger out on... me. He pushed the door fully open making Mikey stumble, and raged in, with long firm strides. Gerard put down the coffees with his mouth open wide, coming over to me, as I stood up and met my dad. He looked down at me and i was stuck to the ground, by a swing to the face.

"GET UP BOY!" I hear my dad shout. I was sprawled across the floor.

"GET UP!" I heard him yell again, as he kicked me in the side. Gerard and Mikey were shocked by what was happening. Mikes ran over to Gerard Hugging him round the waist and crying streams of salty water.

"Ah!" I weaped, slowly rising up to my knees. I took another blow, sending be backwards, bending my legs awkwardly.

"STOP!" Gerard yelled trying to protect me, but my dad just ignored him and he carried on kicking me. He grabbed me by the hairs on my head, yanking me up and ramming me into the wall.

"AAAHHH!!" I exclaimed as my lip and nose started to bleed. I could taste the blood rolling down into my mouth. It taste of death. My Dad finnaly let me go and i fell to the cream carpet, staining it a little with the crimson liquid pouring from my skin. Gerard ran over to me and lifted my head, as he knelt by my side.

"Be home by 7:00 You little fucking faggot" My dad said, then left, slamming the door shut.

"FRANK! Are you okay!?" Gerard said, reating my head on his knees.

"I'm... Okay"

"No your not!" Gerard insisted, leaning down and kissing my tender bleeding lips. Mikey was still quite scared and very confused at Gerard kissing me! our lips connected sweetly, and he slipped his wet tongue into my mouth, i mimicked his action, doing the same, as our tongues danced a beautiful dance. Gerard pulled away to breathe after exploring every inch of my mouth. He smiled before kissing me again. Gerard took away again, licking the blood off my lip, and hugging me tightly.

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