I'm Okay. Trust Me

Frank's POV

It was around 3 or 4 when I heard the front door slam shut, indicating that my mother was headed out to the bar. Knowing that she wouldn't be back for awhile, I called Gerard and invited him over.
When Gerard showed up, he greeted me with a big hug. He pulled away, but kept his arms around my waist. “Hey baby” he said, smiling. That made me blush terribly. He called me 'baby'. Oh God, I was melting.

I pulled him toward the couch and playfully pushed him down and sat in his lap. He gently swept a lock of my hair out of my face and stared at me for a long moment.
“What?” I asked, smiling.
“You just have gorgeous eyes” Gerard replied, still staring at me.
“Really?” I asked, blushing once again.
“Really” he replied, interlocking his hands with mine. I slowly leaned forward and planted my lips on his. He cupped my face, kissing me harder. I pulled away and rested my head on his chest. He wrapped his arms around me securely. I felt safe and warm. I fuzzy feeling filled me and soon my eyes were fluttering shut and I slowly drifted off.

The sound of keys jingling and someone cursing woke me. I didn't know what time it was or how long I had been asleep, but I knew Gerard must have fallen asleep too because I was still in his lap and he seemed unaware of the noise outside, which I knew was my drunken mother.
“Gerard!” I half-whispered, half-shouted. “Wake up!”
Gerard jerked awake and I scrambled out of his lap. “Wha-” he started, but I cut him off.
“My mom's home. She's-” but the front door burst open before I could finish. Oh God.

My drunken mother stumbled inside, her clothes wrinkled and frumpy, her hair a bird's nest, lipstick smeared across her face. She reeked of alcohol.
“Frank...” she slurred. “Who the fuck is that?” she said, pointing to Gerard.
Gerard seemed frozen and in shock.
“His name is Gerard, mom. Please don't-”
“Get the hell out of my house!” she yelled, stumbling forward.
Tears stung my eyes. I blinked them away.
“Get out!” my mom screamed.
“Mom, please stop. Please-”
Gerard grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards the door. I didn't resist. My mind went blank. I just followed Gerard out the door and down the driveway, my mom's shouts and cursing slowly getting farther and farther away.

Before I knew it, I was sitting on Gerard's bed. Everything that had just happened was a blur. Gerard had gone to talk to his parents and left me alone in his room. All of the sudden, something inside me snapped. A sob escaped my lips and tears started streaming down my face. I cried hard, my sobs getting more violent and ugly, snot running from nose. I pulled my knees up to my chest and sobbed harder, my mouth open, trying to breathe between cries. Then someone put there hands on my shoulders. It was Mikey.
“Frank, oh God. Frank, what's wrong?”
I didn't answer, I only cried more.
“Gerard! Get in here!” Mikey shouted.
I heard running footsteps coming from the hallway.
“Frank!” It was Gerard. I felt Mikey pull away and Gerard embrace my shaking body.
“Frank” Gerard said again, this time more calmly. “Frank, it's okay. It's okay” he held me tighter, softly rocking me back and forth. My cries turned into sniffling. I breathed hard and gasped for air, though I didn't raise my head up. I just stayed there. I felt tired. I felt exhausted. I didn't want to move. I wanted to stay like this forever. Gerard soft, reassuring whispers were the last thing I remember before I fell asleep.

Notes

Another update for today cx I hope y'all enjoyed ^.^

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