Nothing was accomplished all day, the only thing close to being productive was that Frank had finally taught Cody to roll over. And now that Frank had done it, there was no stopping as he sat in his room watching his dog roll around his floor. Pansy sat on his lap as he switched between watching Cody and playing a new song he'd wrote. There were no lyrics but the melody was good and that's all that mattered for him.

His father would be at the hospital till the nurses would kick him out and Frank had finally just accepted the fact that he was never going to see Gerard again. He knew he was a dick but he couldn't watch Gerard die. Still he didn't know if the two were together, but Frank didn't have a sex life even if he was single. He never had the chance to meet anyone because he stayed in the house all day. He was expelled so he'd have no one to talk to from school. Even Facebook was dead to him. He only had Cody, but Cody had no problem with that. Everyday he'd spend the day with Frank. To Cody Frank was his mother, but Frank wasn't close to minding. At least he had something that loved him.

The two finally settled on the couch as Frank felt a strange vibration in the couch cushions. Cody jumped from the sudden feeling and Frank was just confused. He finished his search when he found his phone stuck in the middle of the furniture. Frank froze as he read the caller I.D but grew some balls and answered the damn phone.

"Hello?" He spoke.

"Frank? We need to talk." The voice on the other line demanded.

"What do you want Chelsea?"

"I don't want anything I just need to talk to you."

"Fine what is it?" Frank answered annoyed.

"You're the only one I done it with."

"Why the hell should I care?" Frank growled.

"Frank I'm pregnant." She yelled out.

Frank's throat was closed and he couldn't breathe for the thirty seconds before he answered her.

".. Are you sure." His words were slow.

"Yes if you were at school then you'd notice."

"Well.. are we having it or not." Frank said as he shook.

"No, we're not. I gave it up."

"Then you're not pregnant? Chelsea you're not making any sense.

"Frank, I got an abortion.. A long time ago I just never told.... you." Her voice got slow but there were no trace of tears.

"Then why the fuck are you telling me this now? You make no fucking sense, why did you even call me in the first place?" Frank stood up as his voice grew and he shouted into his phone.

"Okay, Donnie told me to tell you he said you deserved to know. Just forget it just pretend this never happened!" Chelsea screamed back on the phone.

"Well fuck-" Frank attempted to curse Chelsea out but the line was dead as dirt. "FUCK!" He screamed, throwing his phone at the wall. Cody watched him as his hands ran through his hair. The boy tried taking breaths but nothing seemed like it was working. Tears were streaming down his face and Frank's back hit the wall. He slid down the back before he hugged his knees and began to sob.

He couldn't remember the last time he cried like this. He didn't want to remember it. Nothing was getting better for him. Everything turned upside down since his father brought Gerard home. Gerard had changed his life, and in this version it wasn't a happy ending. Frank had lost everything, his school, his friends, his girlfriend. He at least had some of his future in his hands but now everything was gone. What was the point of even bringing Gerard home? He was a fuck up, he was cursed. Life was hell now, he had nothing. Gerard took everything.

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"Frank... Frank... Frank!" A husky voice spoke and shook the sleeping boy. Frank turned over groggily.

"Leave me alone." He mumbled as he rolled over. The figure in front of him rolled their eyes as they pulled the blankets off Frank.
"Hey what the hell- Oh." Frank cried but silenced himself when he saw the figure in front of him.
"What do you want from me." Frank ducked his head away.

"There's something you need to hear." Drew said, crouching in front of Frank to meet his eyes.

"No, fuck you." Frank hissed.

"Frank, I swear to god."

"I don't care, okay. I never liked you."

"Why?" Drew inquired. "You know what, I'm not going to leave unless you give me a valid reason why you hate me." Drew said getting smart, only annoying Frank even more. But Frank couldn't argue. He didn't have a reason to hate Drew..

"Fuck you." Frank said under his breath, still never meeting eyes with Drew.

"I will carry you upstairs if you don't get out of bed." Drew threatened. Frank laughed to himself, there was no way Drew would carry a eighteen year old boy up a flight of stairs in front of who ever was even here.

"Good night fag- what the hell are you doing put me down." Frank struggled when he felt Drew's arms wrapped around him.

"God you're difficult." Drew said as he held the boy in his arms. He managed to make his way upstairs but the house was dark.

"Why did you bring me up here again?" Frank pouted.

"Oh yeah." Drew said, setting Frank on his feet. "Go to Gerard's room."

Notes

UGHHH ill finish later