I was sitting on Brian's couch next to Frank, he had his arm around me and I was quite happily snuggled into his side. I have no idea if he still has feelings for me, but who cares, right? Gerard and Ray had been playing around with lyrics, so far they have come up with a concept for a possible song called 'I don't love you', they had a definite called 'mama', and numerous others. I was comfy and warm, it has been a long day. I felt my eyelids droop heavily, soon I slipped off into the land of sleep.

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Frank brought our lips together passionately. I kissed back with just as much force. He pushed me down onto the bed, taking his shirt off before once again, bringing our lips together. We separated just long enough for me to take my own shirt off. Frank gingerly ran his hands across the fabric of my bra, causing me to moan into the kiss. He smirked slightly, then reached around to unhook my brazier. Frank pulled away, taking my bra with him... And leaving me bare-chested. I began to fumble with the buttons of his jeans. I slid the rough fabric down his thighs, and noticed just how hard he was through his boxers. I took on a devilish smirk, then Palmed him through the thin fabric. He moaned loudly, turning me on even more. our lips came together once more in a heated kiss. Frank pulled down his boxers and I gasped in awe...

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I woke up with a slight jolt. The room was empty, with the exception of me and Frank. He kissed my temple as I looked up at him with confusion and embarrassment.

"uh... Where is everyone?" I asked, cheeks burning.

"they went out for coffee, just a few moments before you started moaning," my face turned cherry red at his words. He continued, obviously noticing my embarrassment. "what were you dreaming about? Them moans sounded too damn sexy to be 'just nothing'"

My cheeks turned damn-near vermillion, then I replied, "your mom," I said slyly. Frank looked me dead in the eyes.

"my mom's name isn't Frank," he gained a smirk that seemed too damn proud, and I was honestly thinking about bruising up that other perfect cheek of his.

Before I could get a good comeback, Frank leaned down and caught my lips. I kissed him back passionately, Our mouths moved in harmony and bliss. I wrapped my arms around his neck, his slithered to my waist. Moments passed and we pulled away. Frank panted, he was out of breath, as was I.

He leaned in to peck my lips once more before speaking.

"I love you, you know that?" Frank said, and I started to freak out.

The world began to spin rapidly and my breathing stopped, even though my lungs craved oxygen, I couldn't bring myself to draw breath. Reality finally hit me.

I was kissing Frank.

Frank is my boyfriends bestfriend.

I'm technically dating my legal guardian.

Fuck.

I'm so messed up.

The world spun faster, my eyes closed and I collapsed. I felt Frank shaking me, but I could tell that he knew it wasn't going to work. The black enveloped me, taking me into it's waiting claws...

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What's wrong with me? What's wrong with Gerard? Whats wrong with Frank? Why did I have to get wrapped up in this mess... Fuck! I can't breathe... I can feel my lungs collapsing... So this is what it feels like to be dying? This... Blackness. It turned into light as I began to wake up. I was being held by Frank, Gerard and the guys had apparently come back from their coffee trip, as he was helping to support me.

"Cassy??" Gerard asked frantically. I replied with an eye roll, then a slight groan.

"Cassy!" he yelled, shaking me. This time I responded by sitting up quickly.

Wrong move.

My stomach twisted, hitting me with a sudden wave of nausea. I ran to the bathroom as fast as I could, and spilled my guts into the white porcelain bowl. Moments later, Gerard was at my side. He comforted me to his best ability. I rested my head on the cool surface. My throat and nose burned horribly from throwing up so hard. Gerard handed me a wet cloth. I wiped my face off, afterwards he hugged me.

~Gerard's P.O.V.~

Cassy.... My daughter? Or... Is she more than that?
Yes, we share uh, relations. But, I honestly love her. I want to wake up every morning and see her perfect face laying next to me. I want to someday grow old with her, and wither away into nothingness holding her hand...

But obviously I can't do that.

What, with me being her father and all...

Notes

I'm alive! yay!

please don't kill me... this story is getting kinda sucky and I'm running out of ideas for chapters. I need your guys's help here, if you want this story to keep going.

if you have any ideas for a chapter, please message me. you'll be credited, so no worries ;)

please stay strong lovelies, i love you!

so long, not good night
~katiekilljoy<4