Inside My Arms

My breathing became limited.
I hugged my chest because it
felt like my heart was pounding
its way out.

"Are you okay? You look like you just saw a ghost,"
Frank cried out.

I think I did see a ghost.
With its evil red eyes.
And an ax to damage every part of me.

I closed my eyes tight.
Then reopened them.
To see my vision was blurring.

I closed them again.
And reopened it.
My vision was becoming normal.

The tears were begging itself out.
My nose started to sting from holding it in.

I couldn't let them come out.
I couldn't let them see how weak I was.
I couldn't let him control me again.

I tried to get up.
Fumbled a bit.
And had to have Frank support me.

Frank looked straight ahead.
And his eyes narrowed.
His nose flaring.

"What the fuck did you do to her?"
He gritted out.
Trying to control his anger.

Who was he talking to?

I looked behind me.
To see Gerard.

Frank let go of me.
And I had to lean against the wall for support.

"Did you hear me?! What the fuck did you do to her?"

Frank was walking towards Gerard.
His veins popping out from his neck.

Gerard looked at the ground.
His hands in his pockets.
And remained silent.

"Why aren't you fucking answering me? Huh? What. The. Fuck. Did. You. Do. To. Her?"

His every word long and sharp.

He was close enough to Gerard.
For his nose to touch Gerard's nose.

Frank let out his anger.
And pushed Gerard with all his might.

Gerard fell on the floor.
Looking very frighten.
And surprised to see how
strong Frank was for his little height.

"Why the fuck aren't you answering me?"
He looked down on Gerard.

Even though it was dark,
I could see Frank's face getting very red.

Gerard still remained silent.

I couldn't bear it.
I didn't know what to do.
It was like I was glued to the floor.
I just stood there.

Frank's anger was rising very quickly.
He got on Gerard.
And started punching him.

I started to run.
Towards them.
And jumped on Frank's back.

Frank got up.
And started to shake myself off.

"Frank, no. Please stop. He didn't do anything,"
I pleaded.

He stopped.
Looked at Gerard.
And remained frozen.

Gerard was still laying down.
With his hands on his face.
Blood pouring out his nose.

"Fuck,"
Frank cursed himself.