Save Me From My Self Destruction
Will You Be The Wendy To My Peter?
**** 4 days later ****
***Jessica's POV***
I sat on my bathroom floor, not knowing what to do. I looked at the box of pregnancy tests in my hands, and shuttered at the thought of being pregnant. What would Frankie do? I took deep breath, and decided to get this over with. I did what I had to do, and looked dumbfounded at the results. You've got to be fucking kidding me. Positive? No. This can't be true. I got up off the floor, threw the test out, and went to go find Frankie. He was laying on the couch, with a bag of chips on his chest.
"Uh, uhm Frankie? Baby? C-Can I talk to you?"
"Of course, babe. What's up?" he said, pulling me in his lap
"P-Please, just promise me you won't be mad."
His smile slowly faded. I could tell he had no idea what to expect.
"What is it?" he said, a little more stern.
"I-I'm pregnant." I said softly
His jaw dropped.
"Frankie?"
"Wh-What? N-No that can't be true." he was shaking
"I'm sorry..."
"Are you fucking kidding me?! I can't be a fucking dad!" he yelled
"Yes you can! You'd be great!" I encouraged
"Really, Jess? Really? Do I look even close to be mature enough? Both of us do NOT have the maturity level that we need." he took a deep breath, and just stood there, looking angrier than ever.
"What the fuck are we supposed to do?" he said sternly
"I-I don't... I don't know, okay?" I stuttered
He just stood there, shaking his head.
"I can't do this right now. I'll be back sometime later." he walked out the door. I took a deep breath, and let the tears stream down my face. This cannot be happening...
***Chrissi's POV***
One of the things I love most about my relationship with Gee, is that no matter what happens, and no matter how bad our fights get, we always resolve, and get over it. It's been four days since our little incident, and we've moved on like nothing happened. Of course, Gee is still heart broken over grandma Helena, but he's slowly pulling through.
Today, we went to the Disney World theme parks. We walked around in our bride and groom Mickey hats, and got 'congratulations' throughout the park. Gee made me go on Splash Mountain, which was horrible because I hate roller coasters, or water rides. I'm surprised he hasn't learned his lesson from my little ferris wheel accident, two years ago.
Now, we were sitting at dinner, in some fancy restaurant in the theme park.
"I know I've said it a million times, but sugar, you're fucking beautiful." he pushed a strand of hair behind my ear. "I've never seen something so perfect." he whispered
"Awe, Gee no. I'm not perfect. Not even close."
"Why can't you see yourself through my eyes? You're so beautiful and perfect in every way, and I want you to be able to see that. Chris I want you to promise me something very, very important."
"Anything."
"Please, sugar, don't hurt yourself anymore. It breaks my heart to see scars all over your body. You know I'm here for you. You know I'll help out out of any situation. I don't want to see you hurting anymore. I just want to see that beautiful smile on your face. I want you to give me all your razors tonight, and I'm going to throw them away. And don't think you can get out of this. Either you give them to me, or I find them myself, and throw them away. I love you way too fucking much to watch you hurt yourseelf. I've already lost grandma Helena, I can't bare to loose you. And I'm not going to take that chance." he held my hand in his, gently stroking it. "I quit drinking for good, for you. Now it would mean the world to me if you stopped this for me. And I promise, I'll help you every step of the way."
"But, Gee. You have no idea how hard that is. I mean, I've been doing this for years, I can't just quit." I frowned.
"Baby. If you ever feel the urge to cut, I want you to grab my arm, and cut it as many times as you would yourself."
"Gee, I-I could never do that!"
"Why not?"
"Because I love you! I would never want you to be in pain."
"My point exactly. I'd rather be in pain, than see you in pain for even a second. Seeing those cuts on your arm right now, just makes me want to cry, sugar. I don't want to see you like this. You're my princess. And I always want my princess to be happy. I love you, baby." he kissed my hand which he was holding.
Our food came, and we spent the rest of the night talking. When we got back to the hotel, he and I snuggled in the bed together, and watched Peter Pan.
"Chrissi? Will you be my Wendy?" he asked towards the end of the movie
"Forever and always, Gee."
***Jessica's POV***
I sat on my bathroom floor, not knowing what to do. I looked at the box of pregnancy tests in my hands, and shuttered at the thought of being pregnant. What would Frankie do? I took deep breath, and decided to get this over with. I did what I had to do, and looked dumbfounded at the results. You've got to be fucking kidding me. Positive? No. This can't be true. I got up off the floor, threw the test out, and went to go find Frankie. He was laying on the couch, with a bag of chips on his chest.
"Uh, uhm Frankie? Baby? C-Can I talk to you?"
"Of course, babe. What's up?" he said, pulling me in his lap
"P-Please, just promise me you won't be mad."
His smile slowly faded. I could tell he had no idea what to expect.
"What is it?" he said, a little more stern.
"I-I'm pregnant." I said softly
His jaw dropped.
"Frankie?"
"Wh-What? N-No that can't be true." he was shaking
"I'm sorry..."
"Are you fucking kidding me?! I can't be a fucking dad!" he yelled
"Yes you can! You'd be great!" I encouraged
"Really, Jess? Really? Do I look even close to be mature enough? Both of us do NOT have the maturity level that we need." he took a deep breath, and just stood there, looking angrier than ever.
"What the fuck are we supposed to do?" he said sternly
"I-I don't... I don't know, okay?" I stuttered
He just stood there, shaking his head.
"I can't do this right now. I'll be back sometime later." he walked out the door. I took a deep breath, and let the tears stream down my face. This cannot be happening...
***Chrissi's POV***
One of the things I love most about my relationship with Gee, is that no matter what happens, and no matter how bad our fights get, we always resolve, and get over it. It's been four days since our little incident, and we've moved on like nothing happened. Of course, Gee is still heart broken over grandma Helena, but he's slowly pulling through.
Today, we went to the Disney World theme parks. We walked around in our bride and groom Mickey hats, and got 'congratulations' throughout the park. Gee made me go on Splash Mountain, which was horrible because I hate roller coasters, or water rides. I'm surprised he hasn't learned his lesson from my little ferris wheel accident, two years ago.
Now, we were sitting at dinner, in some fancy restaurant in the theme park.
"I know I've said it a million times, but sugar, you're fucking beautiful." he pushed a strand of hair behind my ear. "I've never seen something so perfect." he whispered
"Awe, Gee no. I'm not perfect. Not even close."
"Why can't you see yourself through my eyes? You're so beautiful and perfect in every way, and I want you to be able to see that. Chris I want you to promise me something very, very important."
"Anything."
"Please, sugar, don't hurt yourself anymore. It breaks my heart to see scars all over your body. You know I'm here for you. You know I'll help out out of any situation. I don't want to see you hurting anymore. I just want to see that beautiful smile on your face. I want you to give me all your razors tonight, and I'm going to throw them away. And don't think you can get out of this. Either you give them to me, or I find them myself, and throw them away. I love you way too fucking much to watch you hurt yourseelf. I've already lost grandma Helena, I can't bare to loose you. And I'm not going to take that chance." he held my hand in his, gently stroking it. "I quit drinking for good, for you. Now it would mean the world to me if you stopped this for me. And I promise, I'll help you every step of the way."
"But, Gee. You have no idea how hard that is. I mean, I've been doing this for years, I can't just quit." I frowned.
"Baby. If you ever feel the urge to cut, I want you to grab my arm, and cut it as many times as you would yourself."
"Gee, I-I could never do that!"
"Why not?"
"Because I love you! I would never want you to be in pain."
"My point exactly. I'd rather be in pain, than see you in pain for even a second. Seeing those cuts on your arm right now, just makes me want to cry, sugar. I don't want to see you like this. You're my princess. And I always want my princess to be happy. I love you, baby." he kissed my hand which he was holding.
Our food came, and we spent the rest of the night talking. When we got back to the hotel, he and I snuggled in the bed together, and watched Peter Pan.
"Chrissi? Will you be my Wendy?" he asked towards the end of the movie
"Forever and always, Gee."
OMG that was so sad when Gerard was begging for forgiveness :'(
1/11/14