SCARRLETT'S P.O.V

"Dad. I'm home!" I called out through the house as I stepped through the threshold of the front door. Letting my bag slip from my shoulder and land on the floor, I kicked my sneakers off and walked through the house in search of my father.

I walked though the kitchen and into the living room with no sign of him. Finally I reached the hallway where our bedrooms lay.

"Dad?.." I heard my voice whisper, walking up to the nearly closed door of my parents' bedroom. I silents pushed it open to be met by Dad's back facing me and his body hunched over as he held his head in his hands. He looked like he was crying.

"Daddy?..." I whispered on last time, getting his attention as he jumped around letting my confirm my suspicions; his eyes were bloodshot and there were tear stained streaking his flushed cheeks.

"What's wrong?.." I asked with extreme caution, stepping up and sitting on the bed next to him. All he did was wrap his arms around me and hug me close.

"Daddy..." I whispered once again, turning into the embrace and snaking my arms around his torso. I felt him lightly kiss my head before letting out a quivering sigh.

"Sh-she....she left us, Scar." I choked out with shakiness smothering his words.

"What...who did?"

"Jes
-- You're mother, darling. She left us." Dad repeated, a new wave of tears dripping down his cheeks.

"What...what do you mean...she left us, Dad?"

"She is just gone....there was a note left on...l-left on the counter..." his quiet voice trailed off. With one arm, he reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a folded piece of paper. He handed it to me.

Dear Oliver and Scarrlett,
I'm sorry but it's my time to go. I want you to know that I love you both with all of my heart but I can't live with you two seeing what I have turned into. Trust me with me saying I'm in a safe place with my sister. Don't waist you're lives waiting around for me to come back because I won't. It's too hard to even think about it. I'm sorry, but go on about your lives. I wish you both the best of luck.
Love,
Your wife and mother - Jessa

The paper fell from my hand and fluttered to the floor.

I couldn't believe it.... Mom had always threatened to leave, but she never went through with it. The threats were always empty. And now she's gone; probably somewhere in California by now.

I let go of my father and pulled myself up from the bed, leaving the room and walking into my own.

I slowly sat down on my bed and looked over to my nightstand, to a picture of my mother and I at my fifth birthday party.

My hair was tied up into two pigtails and a light pink sundress covered my body as she held me in her arms, her happy smile radiant.

That happiness was before things started changing. I don't know if my jacked up hormones were affecting her more than me or it was just a fact of me growing up, of me not being her precious little girl anymore, but things started changing. At the drop of a pen we were fighting and screaming at each other so loud the window panes would rattle and the neighbors would rush their children inside. That's when Mom started to drink...a lot. There wasn't a single night that she wasn't wasted. She'd stumble through the front door around 2:30 every morning and pass out on the couch. It was terrible because she was more of a zombie that a mother.

So, looking at all of that now< I can't decide if I'm upset or relieved that she is finally gone.I decide it an unsettling mix of both and just try pushing the thought out of my head. Seeing as today was my last day of school from my junior year.

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GERARD'S P.O.V


"C'mon, Gerard, you pussy. Just take a drink, it won't kill you." Frank insisted, pushing the bottle of vodka into my face. I let my nose scrunch up at the sickening smell.

"You faggot, you know why I won't drink." I snapped, shooting a scoff his direction.

"Shit, I forgot."

"Yeah. But if you weren't drinking all the time you wouldn't forget!" I replied in a shout before rising off of the curb and walking away. I heard Mikey's voice calling for behind me but I just kept pushing onward.

"C'mon Gee, take it easy on him. Frankie just forgot." Mikes wheezed, matching my strides and walking next to me.

"I said it once and I'll say it again. If he wasn't drinking all the mother fucking time he'd actually remember which way is up. And I don't care if you drink or what the fuck ever, but if I EVER catch you in any state even remotely like Frank's, I'll skin ya alive then give ya to dad. Understand me?" I asked, looking my younger brother dead in the eye. I watched him scan my feature for a bluff but if was clear he couldn't find one as he nodded, choking down a hard and nervous swallow.

"Good. Now, we need to get home or he'll have our asses." I smirked lightly before throwing an arm over Mikey's shoulders, staring out commute home.

We both walked up the front steps. I fished out my keys and unlocked the door.

"Hey, Dad's car isn't here." Mikes commented, patting me on the shoulder and pointing my attention to the drive way.

"That fucker is probably out drinking." I sighed, pushing the door open with my arm.Stepping, in I immediately go into the kitchen where our mother was sitting at the table.

I pull out a chair and sit down as Michael follows and plops down next to me.

"Oh, hello boys." Mom's quiet voice greeted. A tried smile pulling tightly at her thin lips.

"Hey Mom." I smile.

"Where's Dad? He's always home by 4." Mikey asks with a hint of worry thrown in with his words. I'm astonished that he sounds worried about our Father's disappearance.

"Well Mikey, I'm glad you asked." Mom smiles even bigger, turning around and grabbing a piece of paper laying on the counter. "You're father is gone, and he isn't coming back."

Unfolding the paper, she lay it in front of my brother and I. I'm one to grab it first. My eyes fell upon terrible handwriting scrawled across the page.

Dear Mikey, Gerard, and Donna,
I'm sorry for everything I did...but then again I'm not. You all deserved every fucking blow I gave to you. Anyway, you probably noticed that I'm gone and I'm just writing this to tell you I won't be back, ever. You're free through I hate saying so.
Dad

I felt a smile creep across my face slowly as I looked but up at my mom. Mikey snatched the paper from my hand and slowly smiled himself.

"Oh my God." I whispered, "we're free...." I trailed off, standing from the chair. My mother nodded, standing up with me.

"Yes sweetie, we're free." she yelped, her hand to curled into a lose hook covering her mouth.

"That's mother fucking bastard is gone. He's fucking gone!" I shouted, wrapping my dear mom in a bear hug and lifting her from the floor, spinning around in a quick circle. I set her back down, planting a quick kiss to her cheek before running back to my bedroom.

I couldn't believe it. The fucking bastard that abused me and my family for four long years was finally gone, never to lay a hand on any of us again.

Though, there was a part of me deep inside that was missing him. I mean after all, he was my father. He was the man that taught me how not to treat a woman. He made me come to the conclusion that I will never ever hit my girlfriend or wife or children ever.

But he also taught me how to shave, and how it drive (to an extent) and everything else a father teaches to his 15 year old son. So that part of my couldn't help but miss him.

I let my attention focus to my dresser, to a picture of my dad and I when I was seven. It was the first time I had ridden my bicycle without training wheels. The smile on my face read nothing but joy and the smile on his face read nothing but pride.

Looking at that picture I now couldn't decide if I was happy or sad that he had left. I decided to go with happy, seeing as there would no longer be any more pain.

With a sigh, I slipped my phone into my pocket and grabbed my pack of Marlboro's and lighter before quietly leaving my room, sneaking out the back door and out onto the beck alley behind the house.

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SCARRLETT'S P.O.V

I sighed, pushing the indecisive feelings from my thoughts and grabbed my phone and headphones before walking out fo my room and down the hall. I stopped and in front of my father's now closed door and brought my hand up in a loose fist, ready to knock. But I thought against telling him I was leaving and just walked away and out the front door, going down the porch steps and onto the sidewalk.

I slipped my headphones on over my ears and started my Never Shout Never playlist. Coffee and Cigarettes started playing as I walked down the path with no real idea of where I might want to go. I just wanted to walk.

GERARD'S P.O.V

I slipped a cigarette in between my lips and cupped the end, lighting it in seconds. I dropped my lighter back into my pocket and took and long drag before grabbing the rolled up chemicals with my index and middle fingers, flicking away ashes.

With another sigh I began walking around to the front of the house, meeting up with the side walk. I crammed one hand down into the pocket of my jeans while the other deposited the stick back into my mouth. I let it hand as I began walking with no specific destination.

My mind was clouded with relief and anxiety and disappointment and betrayal and just about every other emotion as I rounded the block corner.

I heard a small yelp as I ran straight into something. shaking myself from my daze I looked down to see a teenage girl sitting on the ground.

"I'm so sorry." I mumbled out of the right side of my mouth as I still held the cigarette between my lips. I pulled my hand from my pocket and held it out to pull her up.

The girl grabbed my hand and pulled her body up off the ground with my help before reaching behind her and brushing off her backside with her hands.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't paying any attention." she muttered shyly, looking up at my with gorgeously timid eyes.

"Hey it's not problem, I wasn't looking either." I reassured her.

"I'm Gerard.." I started, extending my hand, "Gerard Way."

She looked up at me with a small smile before gently shaking my hand. "I-I'm Scarrlett...Scarrlett Harper."

Notes

So, I know this isn't like the Frerards I normally do, but it's still romance and I wanted to do something a bit different. But I hope ya liked it either way :3