You Can Cry All You Want To, I Don't Care

When we get to the bedroom Frank lays me down on the bed and I shuffle up to sit against the headboard before taking another drag on the joint, holding the smoke in my lungs for a few seconds before blowing it back out and I let my eyes slip closed, my breathing low and even and my mind is slowly starting to fog, my thoughts slowing right down. "Gee" Frank says softly after a few minutes and I turn my head to look at him where he's settled beside me. I remain silent and Frank gets the hint that I'm not going to speak so he continues. "Baby you're scaring the shit out of me right now, please talk to me." "Frankie" I say softly, leaning over to rest my head on his shoulder as I take another drag from the joint and when I pull it away from my mouth Frank reaches out and takes it, stubbing it out and laying it on the edge of the ash tray on the table. "Gee I love you and I'm so scared right now, please tell me what's going on?" "It just wouldn't stop Frankie and I couldn't.....I couldn't breathe" I mumble out and Frank wraps his arm around me, pulling me across into his lap and I curl up against his chest, my head resting on his shoulder and my face buried in his neck as he holds me so tight it almost hurts but it's exactly what I need. "I'm so sorry baby" he says softly into my ear and I pull away, staring at him confused as I say "What for?" "I feel like it's my fault, I pushed you so hard before and now...." I shake my head, slapping my hand over his mouth to cut him off before slumping back into his chest and burying my face in his neck.

We sit in silence for a while before there's a knock at the front door and Frank slides me off his lap and tells me he'll be right back before leaving the room and I suddenly feel so exhausted my head is spinning so I lay down and close my eyes. The next thing I know I am waking up and Frank is still gone but I can hear him yelling in the hallway and as I slide off the bed, feeling well rested and make my way to the door I hear him say "He's been asleep for fourteen hours now, what the fuck did you give him?" "Frank calm down" I hear Ian say and as I open the door I see Frank pinning Bert to the wall, his fist raised ready to hit him. "I gave him Xanax and some pot, he was on the verge of a fucking mental break Frank, could you not see that? He was so tightly strung he needs a fucking break, especially if this is the shit he's got to put up with" Bert spits at him before shoving Frank harshly and Frank stumbles back a few steps before correcting himself and the look on his face means trouble. Ian steps between them and says "Frank calm the fuck down right now, if Gee has slept for fourteen hours he probably needed it, right Gee?" And all three of them look my way. "Oh thank fuck" Frank says as he rushes over to me and pulls me into his chest, his hand stroking up and down my back. "How do you feel?" He asks when I pull away and I frown at him and say "Fine, apologise." "What?" "Apologise to Bert, now" I snap at him and he frowns before saying "But I....." "Apologise" I tell him again and he sighs softly before turning around and saying "Bert I...." "Save it Frank" Bert snaps and as he turns to walk off Frank turns back to me but I keep frowning at him and he sighs again before turning back and stepping towards Bert as he says "Bert, seriously I'm sorry. I know I over reacted but Gee is my whole world and if anything happened to him...." He trails off and Bert turns back and says "I'll accept your apology, only for Gees sake."

Notes

Another shitty chapter....

I have watched the joyriding video a few times today and I can confidently say that I find Frank Iero bleeding from the mouth way sexier than I probably should.....and now I want more tattoos