And then the hurricane

I crash into consciousness. Laying here curled up against Gee side, his arms wrapped around my waist, pulled up close against him. I begin to remember what happened last night. Instead of focusing on what could have happened yesterday, I focus on the rise and fall on Gerard's chest. His fetchers illuminate in the dark blue light of the early morning . The curve of his cheek bones, his eyeliner slightly smudged from what I suppose was the rain and the black locks of greasy hair in front of his eyes. I trace lines across his face, his eyes gently flutter open.

"Morning, Beautiful" he says and smiles tiredly, his voice full of sleep.
A blush creeps up on my face. I bury my face into his chest trying to hide my blush. "'morning." I mumble into his chest, inhaling his sent. He combs his fingers through my hair.
"You're perfect don't hide your face." he chuckles. He places soft kisses onto my forehead.
We lay in silence for a little while. Gerard speaks up.
"Fankie?" He asks.
"Yeah?"
"uhhh... what time is it?"
I shrug looking over his shoulder at the clock on the night stand. "6:38am" he nods
"and what day?"
"uuuh.... Thursday?" I say scrunch up my nose. Raking my brain for the answer.
He sighs... School "Skip?" I ask. both of us obviously do not want to go there He nods very quickly.
"Sleep?"
"Sleep." He pulls me close to him. we fall back asleep

~Later~

Coldness floods over my body. I awaken once more but now to alone in a cold bed. Was it all a dream? No it couldn't have been. I groan rolling over on my bed where Gerard was laying.. So I thought, then I hear a slight crackle of paper beneath my body. I investigate, after searching around the bed a piece of paper is within my grasp. Rubbing the sleep out of my eye with one hand and unfolding the paper with another, it reads.

'Sorry I left Franks, my mum was worried. I'll be back soon. I let you sleep you looked tired.
xo Gee'
It wasn't a dream it was all real! I squeal in happiness. I look to the clock. '7:45'

"Frank IERO! GET OUT HERE THIS INSTANT!" my mother screeches.
What did I do? "Coming mum!" I yell back. I quickly slip on a pare of black worn converse. I pull down my sleeves making sure the bandages aren't viable.
Stumbling down the stairs coming face to face with my mother with and angry expression on her face. Normally my mother is a nice, calm woman, she's almost never angry... What I did to piss her off, I have no clue..

"uhhh.... Good morning mum." I smile weakly. My smile fades when I see the anger flash in her eyes.
"Frank, you told me this whole year that everything was going fine and you where passing your grades, never missing school. why are you lying to me?" She asks calmly no emotion in her voice.
"H-how did you know?" I mange to say
"I'm your mother I'm suppose to know these things. And if there is one thing I will not tolerate in this house is; door slamming, walking away when I'm speaking to you and most importantly lying!"
"I know, I know. Like Grandpa used to say. 'You are not to lie, but you can steal'" I mutter.
"Frank, I know there's something wrong, baby. You know you can tell me anything." she says far more sweetly then before. I can feel anger building up.
"NOW? OF ALL THE TIMES YOU COULD HAVE ASKED IF IT WAS OKAY? I know you have you have to work but this whole fucking year I was having problems and not once have you noticed! You know what? I'm not o-fucking-kay! I'm not okay mum!" I yell furiously. I do love my mother and it's not her fault. she's is busy trying to afford the house but still it fucking hurts when someone so close to you can't even see you're breaking...
"Frank, I'm so sorry... If you'd told me I could help!" she tries. I'm too angry to reason.
"no.." I mutter under my breath tears threatening to spill. I need air. I walk passed her starting to leave.
" Frank, sweetly. where are you going? I'm sorry" she apologizes.
"I am sure as hell not going to school that's obvious." I snap, grabbing my keys and cell phone.

Upon closing the door again, I hear her yelling my name. I ignore it, pulling up the hood of my hoodie.
I need to get out of here.... fuck.. tears filling my vision. I pick up my feet and run. I feel like I'm flying at the rate my feet are taking me. The next thing I know I've tackled someone to the ground.

"Fuck... I'm so sorry!" I croak, my vision blurred.
"Frankie?" says a concerned voice. whipping the tears out of my eyes the person I tackled was Gerard.
"GEE!" I sob launching myself at him, burying my face once more in his neck.
"Babe..." he wraps his arms around me holding me close. "what happened?"
"I-I just lashed out at my mother" I sob into his neck.
"Baby it will all be alright." he coose

Notes

I don't know how to feel about this......
Sorry if you can't read it, but it's a theory on Ferard... it might have been real.... It breaks my hart..
3 hours for this chapter, sorry if it sucks! I had a fight with my mum... thus this chapter... this will be an interesting fanfiction...

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