I felt like crying. Poor Gee, he has been through so much... and I thought my life sucked and was difficult. Come on, it's easy and beautiful compared to his. He's a great actor. When I met him, he seemed the extremely confident boy that everybody loves, mature, calm and careless (not the bad kind of careless, but the good one). Like, “come whatever may, I'm ready to face it”, you know what I mean?

Knowing his story didn't make me run away. In fact, it made me want to run beside him, hug him again and protect him, always. “It's not you against the world. Not anymore. It's both of us against the world”.

“How can I help him?”, I asked Mikey.
“You've done a lot already, trust me. Remember Warped Tour? I had never seen him that happy since he was a little kid. You're doing a good job.”
I smiled.
“If you go and look for him, he may run away again, though. Deep inside, he doesn't want to, but you know, he's stubborn and sometimes he does things without knowing why...”
I looked down, I closed my eyes, and I felt a tear falling from my left eye to my jeans.

“If you talk to him, he may not listen. He's never been that expressive talking anyway... he feels more confident expressing his feelings through writing... or drawing. Maybe you should do that too... like, speak his language”, he said, and then he finished drinking his coffee and put the cup aside.

“Okay, I'll do that. Right now. Wait a moment. I'll be back. Feel free to get more coffee or cookies or whatever you want”, I said, and I went upstairs.

I entered my room, and I closed the door. I opened one of my desk's drawers, and I got a black notebook. It had an Alexisonfire poster on the cover. I opened it, I took a Sharpie from one of my jeans' pockets, and I started.

“I'm not leaving. Don't let anybody tell you otherwise. You are you, not your past, not your fears, not your darkest days. You're the sparkle in your eyes, you're the life you've got in front of you, you're my turning point, and what keeps me going. You're beautiful in all aspects. Don't let anybody tell you otherwise. Your imperfection is what makes you perfect. I don't really know what I should tell you right now, but I do know that I love you and that's never gonna change.

Thank you for changing my life.

Frank.”

I took the sheet, and I put it inside a big yellow envelope. I went downstairs, and I gave the envelope to Mikey.

“You know what to do”, I said.

He nodded and left. And if that's not enough... suddenly a great idea came to my mind.

Notes

Here you have it! Another chapter!
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