The Hardest Part Is Letting Go Of Your Dreams

The next morning we get up and I check us out while Frank waits in the car. We set off on the five hour drive to the city and when we get there I check us into another motel, using the phone in the room to call Bert while Frank takes a shower. "Babe where the fuck are you?" Bert cries out when he knows it's me. "Bert calm down. I'm sorry for running away like that but I can't let them take Frank away from me." "What about me Gerard? You fucking broke my heart again." I start to cry as I choke out "I'm sorry." "No babe don't cry. Just please come home" he pleads and I say "I can't until Frank can come
with me." Bert sighs before saying "Fine. Tell me where you are and I'll come to you, I need to know you're ok and I miss you babe, so fucking much." I cave and tell him where we are making him promise to not tell anyone and he promises before telling me he'll see me very soon.
When Frank comes back into the room I go into the bathroom to take my own shower and once I've washed I sink to the floor and pull my knees to my chest, curling up under the hot spray until I feel like I can breathe again. When I can finally drag myself from the shower I dry and redress in some of Franks clothes before I go back into the room and climb onto the bed with Frank. I curl up with my head in his lap as we watch tv until I sit up and tell him I'm hungry and we leave the room hand in hand to go to a diner. On the walk back to the motel we stop at a department store and I buy some clothes before we head back to the room where I strip down to my boxers and climb into bed. I curl up under the blanket and let myself fall asleep, feeling exhausted and after a few hours I am startled awake by someone banging on the door. I sit up and see Frank is sitting up in bed with the tv going, looking at the door and I slowly climb out of bed and walk over, cautiously cracking the door open and when I see Bert I rip the door open fully and launch myself into his arms, burying my face in his neck as he hugs me back and when we pull apart I grab his hand and drag him into the room and I hear Frank mumble "Are you fucking kidding me," I turn and glare at him and he frowns back before Bert clears his throat and says "I don't want trouble. I love Gee and I will do whatever it takes to keep him safe. You and I are fucking done Frank, any chance that this whole thing would work out is fucking done and the minute you fuck up with Gerard I will take him out of here." Frank stands up off the bed looking angry before he spits out "Well that's very nice for you you fucking rapist but Gee is my fiancé and we don't fucking need you here so if you'll kindly fuck off and leave us alone...." Frank says but hes cut off by Bert yelling "He's your what" before turning to me with the worst expression I could ever imagine on his face. "Bert I..." But I'm cut off by Frank stepping forward and throwing a punch at Bert. Things escalate quickly and Bert shoves Frank back into the bedside table, knocking off the lamp and smashing it on the floor. I try to break them apart but when I grab Bert's arm he shoves me off, causing me to fall right into the pile of smashed lamp, cutting my arm and causing me to cry out in pain. Frank gets distracted looking at me to see if I'm ok when Bert lands one last punch to Franks jaw, knocking him off balance and as he falls the side of his head smashes into the corner of the table, ringing out a loud crack before his body hits the floor and he lays there unmoving. I crawl over to his body screaming out his name and when I touch him he doesn't respond, he just lays there bleeding heavily from the temple as I pick his shoulders off the floor, cradling his torso in my lap as I stroke his hair and scream out his name over and over praying for him to open his eyes and tell me he's alright. Bert walks over cautiously and kneels down, reaching out and pressing his fingers to Franks neck, a look on his face that has me terrified.

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