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

Frank and Ian spend the night, Ian sleeping in Mikey's room and the next day we get on the train and head back to New York and when we get back to the apartment the rest of the band comes over, a few girls with them and within an hour the apartment is full of people and we are having a party. I'm sitting on the couch and Frank has wandered off, talking to some girl he knows and I'm about to get up and just go into the bedroom when Ian comes over and hands me another beer, sitting beside me and saying "Where's Frank?" "Outside with...I think her name is Jamia?" "Oh yeah I know her, so he's out talking to her and not in here with you?" "Should I be worried?" "Nah I'm just surprised, you're far more beautiful than her." I feel myself blush and Ian laughs before saying "You and Mikes are so easy to make blush" and I shove him playfully before taking a sip of my beer. Ian sits with me, talking and joking while we finish our beers and when I'm done Frank still hasn't come back so I decide to go to bed but when I open the door and step into the darkened bedroom I hear two voices, one male and one female moaning and groaning and the bed creaking and shaking and I feel my heart race, terrified that it's Frank and Jamia and when I reach out to flick the light on I hear the girl squeal and I take a second to take one last deep breath before I look up and see that it's the guy who walked in on me and Frank when we were first getting back together with a girl I've seen at a few of the guys gigs. "What the fuck are you doing? This is my bed, get the fuck out" I yell, attracting attention from a few people who had been in the hall and they all look as the girl quickly pulls her dress back on and flees from the room while the guy steps back into his pants and on his way out the door he tells me to "Fuck off." "What did you fucking say to me?" I snap, not in the mood for his shit, the frustration I feel over Frank ditching me and the alcohol I've consumed clouding my judgement. Someone behind us makes an "ooo" noise and the next thing I know the guy is shoving against my chest and I snap, throwing a punch to his jaw but just as he attempts to punch me back he is roughly tackled to the floor and Frank is ontop of him, pounding his fist into the guys face and screaming "Don't you lay a fucking finger on my husband" and I quickly spring to action, trying to pull Frank off but it takes Spence, who has come into the room to see what's going on, to help me get him off.

Once we manage to separate the two of them the guy gets up and Spence drags him from the room and I watch as he escorts him down the hallway and throws him out and Frank steps up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist, his lips attaching to the side of my neck and sucking and he grinds his crotch into my ass as he says "You fighting is one of the hottest things ever." I let out a soft giggle as I look down and I see some of Franks knuckles are bleeding. "Let's get these fixed up first" I say, stroking my fingers over the back of his hand and Frank presses another soft kiss to my neck before letting me go and I go into the bathroom which is luckily empty, grabbing the first aid kit and taking it back to the bedroom where Frank is sitting on the bed with Jamia, both of them giggling about something. I walk in and neither of them notice me at first so I let out a deep sigh and both of them look up at me, Frank taking in the slightly pissed off expression on my face and looking apologetic but Jamia doesn't seem to notice and she stands up, wobbling slightly due to being a little drunk and she stumbles towards me saying "Hey you're Gee right?" "It's Gerard" I say, my voice clearly angry but she just smiles and says "Oh, well nice to meet you."

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