Photograph That I Gave You

When I'm sure he's asleep I get up and quietly as I can and tip toe outside. I light a cigarette and suck on it needily. The sweet nicotine relieves me. I take out my phone and call the number officer Thompson gave me just in case. "Hello?"
"Hey, its Frank."
"What happened? Why didn't you answer your radio?" I pause and roll the words I thought up lying in bed. "I'm fine, I-uh broke the radio. And I was trying to fix it. But I figured if there was a problem you'd just call me. "
"Fair enough, your tip brought us towards a certain neighborhood and after a disturbance call we pinpointed the house, that's when we found him."
My heart rate picks up, "Him? Found who?"
"We found a body but nothing else yet."
"Oh ok, but still didn't catch the guy?"
"Sadly no, but we're getting forensics down here, they should find something."
"Officer I have to tell you something..." I say trying to keep my voice steady.
"Yes?" She says curtly.
"I uh, I tried to go after the suspect, I didn't get very far before I chickened out though. What did you fi-did you find else?"
"Well, this corpse is less mutilated than the others, so it might be a copy cat but chances are in a small town like this, it was the same killer. Just a gut feeling but serial killers are very dedicated to their post mortum rituals its almost as important to them as the killing itself. In this case its tearing the victims apart." I lean against the trailer trying not to think of Jayy and Dahvies bodies and kissing Gerard at the same time. "So what I was thinking is the killer was probably interrupted by something, if he wasn't your tip would have helped us catch him right away, I'm sorry it didn't."
"Hey don't worry, it was worth a shot. If thats all you need I could really use some sleep, its like 5am."
"You think I don't know that? Thanks for your help Frank. Stay safe."
"I will," Hahaha no. I take a final drag on my cigarette and toss it onto the pavement. I stare at it forlornly until the orange glow fades away. Its my last one. Like I can afford plenty more, but despite popular belief we arent the richest rockstars.
Inside the trailer I find Gerard standing in the middle of the room with vagant eyes and his lips pressed into a thin line.
"Are you possessed?" Is the first question that comes to mind. There's an odd relief spreading over his pretty face. "Gerard?" I take a few tentive steps forward. He snatches me up in a hug, his arms around my neck in what I assume is supposed to be a non threatening gesture. I can't really breath but I wait until it burns in my lungs to gently push him back. "It's OK." There are tears on my shoulder. "Its OK," I repeat not knowing what else to say.
"I thought you left."
"No Gee," I pull back to study his face and I see how serious he is, "God no. I just needed a smoke."
"Thank you, thank you so fucking much,"
"Gerard, will you please trust me. Just trust me when I say I love you. Damn it."
"OK," he swallows. "OK."
I lean in and kiss him. I don't stop until little fuzzy spots appear in my vision and I collapse into him.
He catchs me instantly, "Fuck! Are you OK?"
I faintly laugh with embarrassment, "Yeah just fucking exhausted."
"Well then maybe you should get some fucking sleep," he smirks.
I regain my balance and nod. Halfway to the bunks I turn around "Are you gonna fucking make me sleep all by my fucking self?" "
Well, if you fucking ask me fucking politely."
"Would you like to fucking come to bed your fucking majesty?"
"Since you put it so fucking nicely." He trots over looking pleased with himself.
"You are so fucking difficult." I roll my eyes at him as he stretches out on the small mattress.
"Fuck you." He pouts sassily.
"Fuck me." I say dropping my voice and the humor.
There's a pause, "We swear too much."
"We can do other things..."
He smiles, "I'll have to take a rain check, we're both too sleep deprived. You're about to pass out."
"Am not!" I protest but the pillow seems to wrap around my face and everything is muffled and fading. Last thing I hear is Gerard laughing. It's a good lullaby.

Notes

I've been stressing over school and shit so anyways its almost been a month which means I've probably lost anyone who's reading this. If u can trust me again I'm going to get back to posting on a regular basis, like one a week at least. Thanks so much anyway and its kinda short, but its a Frank chapter so it makes sense (omg I need to stop making bad jokes) Oh and sorry about the misleading title hehehe. Love you all x.