My Everything.

It was hard trying to hide the bruise but it faded away after about two weeks or 2 1/2 but the hardest part just try to hide it from my parents when we visited them, and of course I had to lie about it once they seen it. Although wouldn't be the first time they see me hurt me or injured. I had told them that I got hit falling down a tree, which wasn't a good excuse, but they believed it.
"Babe." Gerard said pulling me from behind.
"gee." I smiled and took his hands off me.
"You look cute today." Gerard started to sing a song we wrote together in high school, and I can't believe he still remembers it. I took a quick picture of him, while wasn't looking, and started to sing it with him. I put the camera down and held his hand, smiling like how we always do. Like, homecoming dance in freshman year, when he asked me to dance, and took me from my date and spun me around so many times, and I fell in love with his smile. And the way he's always caring and always there for me, and how things are so perfect... I feel so warm inside thinking about him, and his warming hands.
but...
then I wake up. Realizing it was just another dream. He's already gone.
at work, all day like usual. I opened my eyes and turned away from the sun that was coming through from the window. I overslept and it's 11, almost lunch. He should be home in about an hour, which gives me time to cook some food for him. He comes home every lunch hour, bullshits about the traffic, eats his food, and then we make out a little and he's gone again for another 4 and a half hours. But he works so hard to earn money. The same money he uses to take me out, buy beer, and leave with. Fuck, it's not like I can ever get a job though. I moped into the kitchen and started making some weird vegan shit, and took my time. Then, I heard the door open.
"Frank?" He asked.
"In the kitchen." I said. I poured the coffee in the mug and put it on the table and sat by him.
"Holy fuckin' shit, Frankie. I had the greatest idea ever today." He grinned.
"what was the idea?" I asked, smiling back.
"Well you know the Janson's recently moved north? North. I looked into that area today and we can afford it! There's an empty lot up there. It's a lot bigger and better than the Janson's. Fuck, isn't it great?" He sighed.
"sure Gee, but North side of town seems kinda ubsurd. Nothing but snobby bitchy republican assholes, and most of them might be homophobes." He started eating.
"Then they don't have to know!" Hep is mouth was kind of full, but I perfectly understood what he said.
"Hide it? Fuck no, I'm not hiding our love. And the house we have now is fine."
"okay, Frankie. We're not hiding it, but still, the house is great." Gee took more bites. I sat in silence playing with my thumbs.
"Gerard, I love you." I said, smiling slightly.
"I love you too, Frankie. Hey, can you grab me a beer?"
"No, you're not going back to work drunk, you're almost CEO, we can't lose everything we have."
"we won't. Please? I promise."
"No, Gee! But, you can have some Papaya Juice your brother bought for you." I said going to he fridge. He followed me, and stopped me from opening the fridge.
"Gerd, no." I said, looking up at him.
"Frank, you can stop. Okay, you're not my wife, jeez." I stopped functioning for a second.
I let go and walked back to the room in a hurry.
"Feankie, I didn't mean it like that." I locked myself in the bathroom p and cried, sitting with my back against the door. "Frank." He said, sounding a bit sad too. I cried for about 10 more minutes, thinking he'd already left...
"we hold in our hearts, the sword and the faith..." I sniffled and listened for more. "swelled up from the rain, clouds move like a wrath." He's singing our song. I got up quietly, and wiped more tears. "We'll after all, we'll lie another day." I smiled slightly and heard his beautiful voice. Just like in my dream. "And through it all, we'll find some other way..." I placed a hand on the doorknob. "To carry on, through cartilage and fluid." I turned it and looked up at him, and he put his hand on my shoulder.
"did you come to stare or wash away the blood?" I sung back at him, blushing.

Notes

Lol. Chapter three. Comments?