Heartbreaker Records

I stood in Gerard's, no our, kitchen and watched Gerard as he moved about, trying to throw together something to eat. I tried to hide the blush on my cheeks at the thoughts running through my mind. If it was up to me, I would have Gerard on the counter now, but he was adamant that I should eat something, so I guess I could wait. "Scrambled eggs okay babe?" Gerard asked, turning slightly to face me. I nodded, ignoring the rumbling in my stomach as my eyes raked over his body, my blood rushing south as they landed on his crotch. "Babe?" Gee asked as he placed a plate in front of me.
"Yeah?" I asked, my head snapping up to meet his gaze.
"Are you sure you're alright?"
"I just wanna..." I paused, the words getting stuck in my throat. Now we had the chance, did I actually want to? I shook my head and picked up my fork, eating some scrambled eggs and trying not to choke when Gerard's jaw dropped.
"Dude, did you just make a reference to I'm not okay?" I shook my head. "Really, it sounded like it." He smiled, reaching out and grabbing my hand. "Eat first." He winked, my cheeks going red and my pants getting suddenly tight. I sped up my pace, dropping my fork to the plate seconds later.
"Now." I muttered hoarsely. Gerard's fork hit his plate as he reached across and grabbed my hand, tugging me to my feet and pushing me against the sideboard. I tiptoed slightly, pressing my lips against Gee's in a burst of passion. I ran my hands up his back, twisting my fingers into his hair as I pushed him backwards, his back meeting the fridge with a slight thump. Gerard pulled back slightly and grabbed my hand, pulling me into the living room.

My knees buckled underneath me as Gerard pushed me onto the couch, his lips searching for mine as my hands reached for the hem of his shirt, tugging it over his head to reveal a toned stomach. I ran my fingers over his muscles, smiling softly when he shivered in delight. Gerard ran his hands up the side of my shirt, his fingers brushing over my ribs before he pulled my shirt over my head, completely ignoring the buttons. I tugged his face up to meet mine, pressing my lips against his as my hands searched for his belt buckle. "Damn it." I groaned when my hands slipped. Gerard, sensing my distress, unbuckled his pants for me, placing my hands on his hips when he finished. I smiled, giving Gerard the perfect opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth, running it along my teeth before he bit down on my bottom lip, causing me to groan and involuntarily buck my hips. I slid his pants down, running my hand over the bulge in his pants, a moan escaping his lips. I slid my fingers under the waistband of his boxers, using the material to pull him close to me. I flipped us, pressing Gerard to the couch with my hips, his growing need pressing into my thigh. "Fuck me." I growled, leaning down to press my lips to his collar bone, finding his sweet spot even after all these years. I felt Gerard playing with my belt buckle before I was laying there in nothing, my pants and boxers joining the growing pile of clothes on the floor. Gerard rolled us again so he was on top, trailing kisses down my stomach until he reached my erection, slipping his lips over the tip and gently swirling his tongue around. I tried my hardest to stay still, to hold back the moans fighting to escape, but failed, bucking my hips and moaning like a whore. Gerard continued sucking, my body ready to release when he pulled his head back. "Geee...." I complained. He shook his head.
"Were gonna cum together." He moaned, pressing his lips against mine as he shed his boxers. He gave me a questioning glance, waiting for an answer.
"Don't bother." I replied, tugging his lips to meet mine as he lined himself up. I moaned, throwing back my head as he forced himself into me, hitting the spot first time. Gerard sucked on my collar bone, thrusting into me, pumping me in rhythm. "Damn..." I groaned, biting my bottom lip as I felt myself reach the edge. "Gee...I'm gonna..." I panted as I came over our stomachs. I felt Gerard come before he collapsed next to me, his lips kissing every part of me he could reach.
"I love you." He panted, his arm slung over my chest.
"I love you too Gee." I whispered.

***

I opened my eyes, a cool breeze washing over my naked body. Gerard wasn't lying next to me, his pants missing from the pile on the floor. I climbed shakily to my feet and walked to the kitchen, filling a glass with water before staring at Gerard leaning out the window, a cigarette in his hand. I drank my water before standing behind Gee and wrapping my skinny arms around his waist, resting my head on his back. I felt his chest move with each breath, my heart pounding in time with his. "Gee?" I asked, letting out a sigh.
"Yeah?" He asked as he rested his chin on my head.
"Thank you." I whispered. "For being there for me and not giving up." My heart started beating faster, my body covered in goosepimples as the breeze got colder.
"You don't have to thank me Frankie. I do it because I love you and you never give up on people you love." I smiled, tiptoed and pressed my lips to his, tasting the smoke on my tongue. "I have to work in the morning baby but Billy said you can take the rest of the week off."
"Don't go Gee. I wanna be with you." I pleaded, widening my hazel eyes as I looked up at him.
"Frankie, I have to, but when I get back, I promise that we can do something special together. Whatever you want, how does that sound?" I nodded and grabbed his hand, dragging Gerard up the stairs to the bedroom.

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~TIME LAPSE~

I snuggled into Gerard's side, wrapping my arms around his waist as he navigated the menu on the film. "Why are we watching The Nightmare Before Christmas again? It's not even Christmas?" I asked, placing a kiss on Gerard's cheek.
"I thought you loved this film." He said, sounding slightly hurt.
"I do babe, it's just..." I paused, my eyes on the screen.
"Frankie, what's wrong honey?"
"Nothing Gee, we can watch it. Seeing it that many times means we don't have to focus fully on it." I smiled, hinting at other activities we could do.
"Okay babe, so long as you're sure?" Gee asked, wrapping his arm around my shoulder. I nodded, snuggling into his neck as he hit play.

About half an hour later, Gerard poked me, his face filled with concern. "Baby, look at me. C'mon Frankie." He muttered, his fingers under my chin. "Frankie, what's wrong?" I opened my mouth to say nothing, but choked out a sob instead. "Come on babe, talk to me." Gerard pleaded. I shook my head, pulling away from Gerard's touch and cringing into the back of the sofa. "Come on, you're scaring me Frankie." I ignored him, staring straight ahead as the psychiatrists words ran through my mind. I felt Gerard's hand leave my chin before he stood up, walking across the room and pulling his phone out of his pocket. The words he spoke blurred into one, fears running round my mind as my doctors words came to the front. I felt pressure on the couch before Gerard pulled me into his arms, his hand brushing softly through my hair as he whispered sweet nothings in my ear.

I didn't feel Gerard move, or hear the door open. One minute I was cuddling Gee, the next, Mikey was crouched in front of me, concern etched on his face. "Frank, dude, come on, you're scaring Gee. Say something." I shook my head, wincing away as Mikey reached out to touch my shoulder.
"Don't touch me!" I shouted, baring my teeth at him.
"Whoa dude, back down. I'm not gonna hurt you." Mikey exclaimed as he held his hands up in surrender.
"Please don't hurt me." I pleaded, my eyes wide as I looked at the confused Way brothers.
"Gee, go make some tea or coffee or something." Gerard looked at me and Mikey, confused, before nodding and leaving the room. "Frank, look at me. We aren't going to hurt you, just talk to us, please?" He hesitated, waiting for my reply. I nodded as Gerard came back into the room, three mugs of coffee clasped in his hands.
"I'm scared." I muttered, looking anywhere but Gerard.
"It's okay Frank, we won't judge, please talk to us?"
"What do you wanna know? I mean, there is so much that I could tell you but I don't know what to say..."
"Tell us what's bothering you baby, anything, just talk." Gerard muttered, his loving eyes focused on me.
"They didn't wanna let me go Gee. They wanted to keep me in. They said I was a risk, that I was going to try to kill myself again all because of some shit that happened in the past."

~FLASHBACK~

I stood in my bedroom, staring at the blank walls as I tried to work out where to pin up my new drawings. It was my third week at this new school, and I was proud of the things me and my friends had drawn. My mom and dad were happy with how quickly I was coming along, but they were also worried. I was becoming more of a socialite, preferring to play down at the park than to sit at home and play checkers.

There were footsteps in the corridor before my dad stepped into my room, his face a mask of anger as he looked upon me. "Frank! Where the hell have you been?"
"At the park daddy." I replied, too young to recognise the scent of alcohol.
"I thought I told you to come straight back from school!" He shouted, his face right against mine, his hands clasping my shoulders far too tight. "Well?"
"Sorry daddy, mommy said I could go. I promise I won't next time." I whimpered.
"There won't be a next time goddammit boy!" My dad raised his hand, his palm meeting with my cheek before he pushed me to the floor, pushing his foot onto my chest to keep me down.
"Daddy!" I sobbed in pain. "Daddy, it hurts."
"Good!" He snapped as he pushed his foot down, a distinct cracking coming from my chest. It became hard to breathe, each inhale and exhale followed by severe bouts of agony.
"Daaaddddyyy!" I screamed as he pushed his weight down one final time before standing up, the pressure leaving my chest. He raised his fist, hitting me in the nose before standing up, recognition of his actions clouding his face as he knelt down to look at me.
"Frankie, come on son, look at me. It'll all be okay." He shouted my mom, my breathing becoming slow to deal with the spreading pain in my chest, my vision going blurry before I lost all focus.

~PRESENT~

"Oh Frankie..." Gee muttered, crawling across the floor to wrap my shaking form in his arms.
"I was five for fucks sake. My dad tried to kill me and I was fucking five Gee. I died for ten minutes and I can't deal with it! I was meant to die then but I didn't and something is digging at me, ripping me apart inside and out and it just won't go away." I sobbed, burying my face in Gerard's shoulder as I tried to avoid Mikey's concerned look.
"Baby, look at me..." Gerard whispered, shifting positions so I could look at him. "I will never let you get hurt like that again. He will never hurt you. I promise."
"I love you Gee." I whispered, tucking my legs underneath me.
"I love you too Frankie." He whispered, shifting slightly so I was curled up on his lap.
"Sorry Mikes." I muttered. "I didn't mean for you to see that."
"Whoa dude, it's cool. I didn't realise you were hiding that. I'm here for you if you need to talk, okay?" Mikey said as he climbed to his feet. I nodded. "Right, I'm off if you need me Gee, Frankie, call me. I'm on the other end of the phone." Both me and Gee nodded, my eyelids getting heavy as I curled up against Gerard's chest.
"I don't see how you can love me." I yawned as my eyes drifted shut, the world being shut off as I fell asleep.

Notes

heya Killjoys!!

so here is an update.... I kinda think it sucks... let me know??

I am waiting ever so patiently for my voice to return, in the meantime?? I'm getting nostalgia and listening to MCR all day <3

~Elise-Iero~