GERARD'S P.O.V

"I love you." I whispered in sync with Frankie as we lay there in each other's arms. I watched as he eyes lids finally fluttered closed and soon after his mouth fell open and he started snoring softly. I smiled to myself before closing my own eyes, falling asleep to the thought of what Drew might do come tomorrow night.

***

My eyes pried open at the sound of mugs clanking around in the kitchen. Sitting up slowly I rubbed my eyes and stretched my arms over my head before working my way down to the end of the bed. I stood up and shuffled down the hall to find the kitchen light glowing around the doorway.

I walked in to see Frankie on his tip-toes trying to reach the mugs from the top shelf of the cabinet.

"I though I said no getting out of bed." i smiled, going up behind him and grabbing two cups for him.

"Well, I wanted to do something for you seeing as you did nearly everything for me last night." he replied. I couldn't help but giggle at the light pink blush gracing his cheeks.

"Nope. There will be none of that. You are to sit around and be lazy all day. And you will not repay me in any way." I smiled, leaning in towards his ear. "Unless you repay me in sexual favors." I smirked. I watched his blush deepen as I moved toward the counter and poured the coffee he had made into the two mugs.

Letting Frankie lead I followed him into the living room. I flopped down on the couch as he sat down slowly next to me, wincing as he made connection with cushion.

"I'm serious about taking it easy though. There's only so much I can to do a broken ass with just a first add kit and a wet towel." I chuckled, handing him a mug. "If you do any more damage down there I'll have no choice but to take you to the hospital. And we both know that's the last thing on this earth you want."

"Very very true." Frank smiled, drawing the cup to his lips, taking a short sip.

"And I'm going to call you off work tonight."

"Fair enough." he sighed before leaning in and laying his head on my shoulder.

***

"You be good." I smiled, wrapping Frank in a hug, leaning down and kissing him gently on his full lips.

"Whatever you say, boss." He smiled into the kiss before I pulled away, grabbing my jacket and keys and walking out the door.

I stepped out of the elevator and per usual, there was no one sitting at the front desk.

Sighing, I slipped myself into the jacket and stepped out the door into the snow. I fished out a cigarette from my pocket and lit it, taking a long drag through the filter. It was too cold to remove my hands from my pockets so I just let the joint hand between my lips, the ashes falling to the ground as I walked.

I pushed my way passed all the rush-hour-home-goers with annoyance as they lollygagged while walking as slow as humanly possible.

I finally reached the alley and nearly slid down the hill due to the icy slush and my worn out Converses.

I flew around the corner of the building and through the back door without causing any damage. I shuffled along the rug leading into the staff room where Jenny was standing in front of the mirror, fixing her eyeliner.

"Hey, Gee." she called, her eyelid stretched out to the side as her drew across it in black.

"Hi." I panted, walking over to my locker and throwing my jacket in before tying my apron around my waist.

"Hey, I'm making a food run. Want anything?" She asked, turning around to face me as I was about to walk out the door.

"Uhm, my usual." I replied before walking out behind the bar where I was met with a line of people waiting for their first drink of the night.

I sighed to myself and took the closest person's order as that crappy Katy Perry song was fed through the speakers.

I was about half way through the line when my phone started vibrating in my pocket. Ignoring it I kept going down the line until everyone had some for of alcohol in their hands.

I fished my phone out of me pocket and stepped back by the shelf.

Frank had called me 3 times.

Fuck.

I clicked the call button and drew my phone to my ear, waiting for the ringer to end.

"Hello?" I heard his semi-groggy voice answer.

"What did ya need?"

"Where are the pain killers?"

"Second shelf of the medicine cabinet in the bathroom."

"Okay." He replied before I hung up, upon seeing Drew walk out from the hallway. He spotted me and his eyes narrowed as he motioned for me to follow him.

Fuckity fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK!I thought to myself as I walked out from behind the bar and followed Drew back to his office.

I followed him in as he stood my the door, closing right after I stepped through the threshold before flipping the lock over and staring my down, not saying a word.

"W-what do you need, D-Drew?" I stammered as he walked around and sat down in his desk chair.

"Where's Frank?" I asked in a throaty growl.

"He's home sick." I half lied.

"Why did't he call in?"

"Because he has been sleeping nearly all day." I lied.

"So you've seen him?"

"Yeah, he's been at my apartment."

"Why?"

"Because last night after he left your house he came to mine because he was hurt."

"What do you mean he was hurt?" Drew snapped, his demeanor suddenly changing.

"You hurt him Drew. You tore him apart last night. And it's clear that I can't stop you from doing this to Frank or Frank from doing this to help me, but he will not be your bitch you asshole! I could barely walk this morning you hurt him so bad! And you can't do anything to stop Frank and I from being together! I love him! You're just using him because you're a sick and twisted person. And even if Frank agreed to it, that didn't mean he wanted to do it or he willingly enjoyed it, classifying what you did to him last night as rape." I hissed before turning around and storming out of his office.

I went out back and popped a cigarette into my mouth, my jaw clenching up as I lit it and took a drag. I watched the smoke billow up through the air when I heard the back door creak closed from behind me.

I spun around to see Drew tromping through the snow.

"I will NOT have any employee speak to me like that every again, you understand me? But, I am willing to let this one slide if you ensure that Frank is alright. When he's feeling better and he's heeled then I will take him home with me again. And I will make damn sure that he is more than willing to partake in what I have planned for him and I>." Drew sneered.

"You son of a bitch!" I muttered, my jaw clenching even tighter as my fingernails dug into my palms.

"Ah ah ah. I'd watch it if I were you, Gerard. You wouldn't want to lose both your job AND Frank, would you?"

That's when I froze.

"That's what I thought. Now, get back to work." He hissed, walking inside.

I dropped my half-smoked cigarette to the ground and soon walked back inside, taking my place behind the bar. Just thinking about what devilishly cruel things that bastard had planned for my Frankie.

***

I walked though the door quietly, looking to see the TV flickering light across the dark living room. I dropped my keys on the counter and my jacket to the floor and walked in to see Frankie passed out on the couch.

I smiled to myself and grabbed a blanket from the corner of the room before throwing it across his sleeping body. I then went back to my bathroom and quickly brushed my teeth before going back to the bedroom.

I slipped myself into my pajama pants and a loose fitting tee shirt before crawling into bed and working my way under the covers.

I closed my eyes, trying to forget about Drew's words that were still ringing in my ears. That's when I felt the bed shift.My eyes popped open to be met with Frank's silhouette slowly climbing under the blankets with me.

His warm body promptly nuzzled itself up next to mine as I wrapped my arms around him, still thinking about what was going to happen to him within a dew days.

Notes

Sooooooo
I'm officially back to having no life.
And yeah
Camp was amazingly awesome~
AND I SANG A SOLO ON FRIDAY NIGHT AND IT WAS ACTION CAT AND AHHHHH
Not that any of that matters
so yeah
okay bye