I sat on the bed and flipped through channels as I waited for Gerard to get back. I didn’t want to accept what he told me, but I had to. I knew Mr. Way, he never once crossed me as the type that would sell out his son to save his own ass from being killed. He loved his family, he would run to the ends of the earth for them.

I threw the remote to the end of the bed. The T.V wasn’t even keeping my interest, my brain was to scrambled to even concentrate on just one thing. I looked over to the phone sitting on the table. I had half a mind to call my dad. I wanted more answers than Gerard was willing to give me. I quickly pushed that thought of my mind. If my dad wanted me to find out he would’ve told me, I’d rather him not know that I know about our family’s dirty past. It would probably devastate him. But I couldn’t help but wonder if my Grandfather was still involved. He’s in his 70’s and still works everyday to support my grandmother and their children, was this working him going out and robbing banks? I stopped and chuckled a little, pushing my hair behind my ear as I thought of my Grandfather robbing a band in a ski mask.
“Mind if I ask what’s so funny?” I jumped at the sound of Gerard’s voice. I guess I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn’t even hear the door open.

I watched as he walked over with a slight limp now. My heart sank as was I quickly reminded what he was out doing. I quickly stood up and offered my hand out.
“Nah, I just got into a bit of a fight I’ll be good later.” He stated as he sat down.
“A Bit? You’re fucking limping…”
“Yeah well the fucker thought it’d be fun to hit me in the shins with a baseball bat.” He said with a bit of a laugh, as if to lighten the subject. I glared up at him.
“It’s not funny. I’ll do the rest of the deliveries.”
“Uh no?”
“Why? You brought me here to help you. Looks like you need help.” my heart raced, I had no idea what I was doing, but I couldn’t let him get even more hurt.
He didn’t respond, just started taking off his jacket. I sat down on the other bed and watched him. He winced as he lifted his arms over his head, taking his shirt off. My eye’s widened as I looked at his torso, covered in bruises, cuts, scraps.
“What the fuck?” I said, my voice going up.
“It’s just a few bumps and scraps Frank, chill.”
“Gerard what exactly happened while you were out?” I stood up and sat next to him on the other bed.
“It happens ever once in awhile. A crazy addict thinks he’s going to jump me for my product. So I was walking to my car and next thing I know, I’m hit with a baseball bat over my shins. I hit the ground he hits me a few more times in my ribs. But I just sold the last of the dope so he ran off with an empty duffle bag.”
“That kind of shit doesn’t just happen every once in awhile Gee!” I yelled. A small smile played on his lip as his eyes focused on the floor. He was silent for a moment, but still had a smile on his face.

“I haven’t herd you call me that in awhile.” He finally looked up at me. It was weird to see a truly, genuine smile on his face, and the thought of me making him smile like that made me smile back at him.
“Can we just watch some T.V and, kind of forget about all this till the show?” the smile went away, he looked wore out, and a bit sad.
“Yeah.” I moved and sat at the head of the bed, grabbing the remote from the end of the bed.

We sat in silence as we watched some sci-fi movie. I stole glances at him every so often, looking at how worn his face and body looked. All of this was taking it out of him. It broke my heart to see him like this. I wanted to hug him and never let him go. He was the most amazing person in this world and he didn’t deserve this. He makes thousands of people happy everyday just doing what he loves to do. And he made me happy, even when he was being a prick. Just seeing him, and knowing he was still there, it made my whole day. Just having him say my name made me smile from ear to ear. He was loving and caring, he didn’t need to go though what he has.
“I don’t like you doing this Gee.” I said, breaking the silence.
“I don’t like it either Frank.” he’s eyes didn’t leave the T.V
“It makes me sad to see you… like this.”
“Frank, I have to do it. I have too until my debt is paid.” He was starting to raise his voice.
“I get that Gerard. But look at what it’s doing to you, if you keep doing it you’re going to die somehow.” hearing the words come out of my mouth made me even more upset, he will end up dying. It its not by getting killed, then the state he is will drive him to kill himself. Gerard can’t handle this much pressure.
He looked over at me and his face softened. He leaned in closer to me with sad eyes.
“Frankie… why are you crying?” I gave him a puzzled look at touched my face. It was, indeed, warm and wet. “Frank, I promise you, I am not going to die. If I thought I was I would’ve just let him kill me on the spot.”
“Gerard, you kill people though. And you get jumped for drugs!” I started feel more tears fall. I know I looked like a huge pussy, but at this point I didn’t care. It finally hit me what kind of danger he was in. Gerard took me into a hug as I let out a sob.
“Please stop Frank. I know… I’m in deep. But I can protect myself just fine.”
“I can’t lose you, you’re my best friend Gee.” he hugged me tighter.
“That’s why I brought you with me.” He let go of me and looked at me, he was now crying too. “I didn’t need any help. I needed you, my best friend. I know you were the only one I could trust 100% Frankie. I need support I needed this off my chest.” I felt a smile form on my face.
“I never thought that I would see this Gee again.” and just like that he made me happy, without even trying. After that, it seemed like things were back to normal. We sat around talking, and laughing. Watching stupid shit on T.V and making fun of it.

It was an hour before we had to go to the show. I was in the bathroom with Gerard, helping him do his stage make-up. Something he hadn’t put much effort into all tour. I stood by as I watched him put the finishing touches on it. He turned to me and smiled.
“How’s this?”
“Perfecto!” I said in a cheesy Italian accent. He let out a laugh and looked at me. My smile faded as his did. We stood looking at each other for a moment. I swear I could hear my heart outside of my chest it was beating so fast. I wasn't use to being around him this much anymore. He was the one to break the trance and let out an awkward cough as he started cleaning up.
“So shall we start-”
“Gerard I love you..”

Notes

Oh No D: What's Gerard gonna say xD

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