Picking up the Pieces

I became nervous as I buckled my seatbelt. Gerard ran to the other side of the car and got in. He put his seatbelt on and started driving. He pulled out of the parking lot and onto the street.
“Sadie, this is about Frank.’’ He said once we were on the street.
‘‘What happened to him?”, I asked him.
“We’re going to visit him right now.” Gerard said as he turned right.
“Did something happen to him?”
“He’s just trying to get his shit together, he just wants to apologize and say goodbye.” He said.
I could say goodbye to him, I just want him to be okay. If he slips into a depression, it’s my fault. I have to see him just one more time. Gerard was probably driving me to Frank’s house. I could understand that, but why were we dressed up? Why are we wearing these suits and dresses? In a matter of minutes, Gerard turned onto Frank’s street, Holly Drive, and pulled up to his house.
“Ready to go?” he asked me.
I wasn’t ready to talk to Frank, but I had to for Gerard.
“Yeah, I’m ready.” I told him.
“Great.”
He leaned over and kissed me on the cheek and got out of the car. He got out of the car and opened my door. I think ever since the hospital incident, Gerard’s opening car doors for me from now on. I grabbed his arm and got out of the car. The gate was already opened, so we just walked up to his front door.
“Frank, buddy, it’s us.” He said as he knocked on the door.
Thirty seconds passed before Frank opened the door.
“Hey Frank, how ya doing?” Gerard asked.
My face was buried in Gerard’s face so I couldn’t see Frank. I rose slowly from Gerard to see Frank. Dear Lord, he was in a fancy suit, just like Gerard. Hair, slicked back. Clean, freshly-shaved, no stubble at all.
“Hello, Sadie.” said Frank.
I nervously replied, “HI,Frank.”
Gerard stood as mediator incase some violence broke out.
“I’m sorry.” He said.
“it’s okay”, I said back to him.
I leaned in to him for a hug.
“Goodbye” I said to him.
He pulled away from me and shut the door on me and Gerard.
“Well then, shall we?” Gerard said as he offered me his hand. I took it and we started walking to his car.
“Babe, I think he going to get better now. C’mon, let’s get something to eat. We have to get away from here. “ Gerard said.
We made it into his car and both got in.
“Anyway you want, what are you hungry for?” he asked me.
I wasn’t hungry, but I answered anyway.
“Salad?” I said.
“Okay.” He giggled and leaned towards my face.
“I’m so proud of you” he said as he kissed my cheek.
“Let’s go!” he said happily.
We started slowly driving away from Frank’s house. I was so relieved.

Notes

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