"Frankie!"

I buried my head into his shoulder, and started sobbing. I couldn't believe he was here.

"It's been too long, sunshine." He murmured. He took a few steps back, and pretended to cough. "He's a keeper." He said in-between coughs, loud enough for Gerard and myself to hear. I laughed and gave him a small shove, my face turning fifty shades of red.

"Mikey and Casey are in school, but will be here soon. I made him promise to keep Jenna out of here, who knows what would happen." Gerard spoke up. Pulling a Mountain Dew out from his bag, he rolled his eyes. "As much as I disagree with this God-awful habit of yours, you deserve it."

"GIMMEGIMMEGIMME!" I squealed like a three year old. He opened it for me and I chugged it down. I waved my arm around. "Thanks for the sharpie makeover, by the way." I noticed a new design- Three small hearts lined up. The first had an 'F' in it, the second had a 'G', and the third with an 'H'. Cute.

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I stayed in the hospital for a few more days before they allowed me to go home. Of course they told me to take it easy, but did they really think I was going to listen?
I was wheeled to the front entrance by Gerard, pouting the whole way. While the ride was fun, I could have easily walked by myself, but he refused. He handed me my little can of heaven and I stayed quiet.
The ride home was full of Gerard explaining what his house looked like, but I wasn't paying attention. My head was pounding, still. I pulled out the meds the doctor had given me and popped a few.

"...the guest room isn't set up yet, so you'll just- Hannah? Hannah."

I snapped back to reality. Was he still talking?
"What? Oh, sorry.." My eyes were getting really heavy, probably a side effect, I thought as I drifted back to sleep.

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I woke up in a bed with my pink cat pants on and an 'OM&M' sweatshirt on. I took in a deep breath and grinned. It smelled like coffee and cologne- must be Gerard's. I took in my surroundings. There were posters everywhere- Smashing Pumpkins, Fall Out Boy, Blink-182, the whole thing. Wait, were those signatures on the Blink poster? The walls were painted black with red and green curtains draped over two windows next to the door. A blow up mattress covered the floor, but the room was so big it hardly took up any space. The bureau across the bed had bottles of soap, shampoo, conditioner, and even a few tubes of hair dye.

Walking to the bathroom, and finally getting to see myself for the first time in over a week, I gasped in horror. I was a mess- my hair was in tangles and all splotchy, I had zero make up on-which I expected, but still terrifying. I pushed my hair aside, revealing an ugly bruise circling my neck. I flinched heavily with a knock at the door.

"Hannah?" It was Frankie's voice. It felt so good to actually hear HIS voice and not a robot on the other side of a computer screen. "There's pancakes in the kitchen whenever you're ready."

"Coming!" Pancakes? They knew me so well. I put the hood up and walked through the hallway, before spotting the kitchen. Frank and Gee were digging into the pancakes. Frank's were drenched in syrup, no surprise there. Across the hall, Mikey was sitting with Jenna watching a movie. I didn't recognize it, romance movies aren't my forte. I sat down in front of a covered plate, no doubt to keep the heat in, and took a swig of the chocolate milk next to it. I pulled off the piece of plastic to reveal a stack of pancakes, the top one covered in neat cursive- "Welcome back, sweetheart." I knew right away it was Gerard who had written it- Frankie got pissed if anyone else called me sunshine. It was his thing, you know?

Gerard walked over and removed my hood, and kissed the top of my head. I quickly flipped it back up. "I look like shit." I blushed, and put my head down.

He slowly removed my hood again. "We are going to fix that today, ok?"

I nodded, and continued to eat my pancakes. Damn, these were really good. I heard some ruckus in the living room and turned my head-

"Mikey, what the fuck is she doing here?"

"Hannah-" He said, obviously annoyed. "Is staying with us."

"Why the fuck didn't you ask me?" Her voice was getting louder, I guess she wanted an audience.

"...because its my house?" Mikey said sarcastically. He started to laugh, and I heard someone get up. I looked down and continued eating.

She walked up to me and tried to talk to me, but I didn't give her the time of day.

"You need to leave. Now" I continued to eat.

"Nah, I'm all set."

"You stupid emo bitch, did you hear me? Did I fucking stutter?" She pushed me out of my chair, knocking over my cup of chocolate milk all over me. "Catfight!" I heard Frankie chant.

"Jenna- Jenna thats ENOUGH." Mikey pulled her with him outside, and they started to have a screaming fight.

Gerard got up from his chair and helped me to my new room. I grabbed the bottles on the bureau and lined them up in the shower, and walked to my bag of shit the boys had collected.
I pulled out my speaker and hugged Gerard, thanking him for grabbing it, and walked back in the shower.

I put the speaker on full blast -which wasn't very loud- and stepped into the steaming shower. I just hit the shuffle button on my shower playlist, when Bittersweet started playing. I grinned and started to sing along-

All that hate is gonna burn you up
It keeps me warm at night
Warmer than anyone
I think how many drinks I've had
No more in either hand
I'm slurring on purpose
And it's certainly worth it
Oh, ooh~

I looked down- shit, I'd forgotten a washcloth. I'd grabbed one, but must have left it on the bed. They'll still be in the kitchen, I reassured myself and stepped out of the shower. I was still singing along with the speaker when I pushed opened the door and heard a thud on the floor. I peered through and saw a stammering Gerard on the floor.

"I-I'm sorry I just- I was listening and y-your voice is just.." His voice trailed off. Oh my God, he was listening to me sing? Zack always told me to shut up, he hated it when I sang. He said I sounded like a drowning cat, and I believed him. Gee liked it?
My face went super red as I grabbed the washcloth and went back into the shower. I shut off the speaker, but quickly turned it back on. Why not let him listen? I was having fun anyways.


The rest of the day was spent watching horror movies with the boys, Nightmare on Elm Street, Sinister, and everything in-between. Jenna didn't come back, and for that I was grateful. I started to get tired around ten-ish, so we shut off the movie and everyone went to bed. It turns out Frankie rented an apartment a couple miles away and signed up for online classes so he could stay here. I sat on the blow up mattress, but Gee insisted I take the bed. I cuddled up with his sweatshirt and drifted off into semi-peaceful sleep.

Notes

OHMYGOD guys my sister really wants to read this but Im afraid she's gonna judge me so bad and hate it and uhg I'm scared. she's starting to try and sneak peaks i don't know what to do >.>
So yeah, kind of a filler, kind of not. Im making the next one in Gerard's POV.
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-Hazel