I Still Think You're Beautiful

After Mikey and Franks little reunion, we all end up on the couch watching some random horror movie. An hour into the movie, Mikey had to leave to go do something with Pete and Frank fell asleep in my arms moments after that. I struggle to keep my eyes open as I stare down at Frank, carding my fingers through as the movie plays quietly in the background.
Eventually eyes close and I'm on the edge of sleep, but that is soon interrupted by a soft knock on the front door. I grown, not wanting to get up and wake my sleeping Frankie. I decide to ignore it and close my eyes again, but whoever the fuck it is at the door keeps knocking.
I sigh in defeat and get up slowly, laying Frank down and placing a pillow under his head and throwing blanket over his tiny body as gently as I can. Rolling my eyes, I trudge to the door and open it slowly, half expecting it to be either Jared, Mikey or Ray standing in front of me. But no. Standing in front of me is blonde girl with red lipstick dressed in skinny jeans and some kind of sweatshirt.
"Ugh what the fuck do you want Lindsey?" I ask and rub my forehead. I look up to meet her eyes and realize her mascara is running and there's tears steaming down her face.
"H-have y-you seen J-Jared?" She sniffles and takes a small step away from the as if I'm going to hurt her,
"Uh no, not recently" I answer softly, feeling a little bad that she's crying, "Why? Is everything okay?"
Thats when Lindsey looses it and breaks down into sobs, she throws herself onto me, crying into my chest with hands clutching my shirt, My first instinct is to push her off and tell her to get the fuck away from me, but I don't. I've never seen her cry like this and I actually feel my heart twist for her, I wrap my arms around her and let her cry, her tears soaking my shirt.
"H-he's g-gone G-Gerard" She chokes out as her body shudders with another huge sob. "T-they think he-he's d-dead"
My heart drops into my stomach and I loosen my grip on Lindsey, taking her by the shoulders and pulling her out in front of my gently. "Who thinks that's?" I whisper and bring one hand up to wipe the tears off her face.
"Everyone-" She begins to answer, but is soon cut off by a weak voice behind us.
"Are you okay?" The voice asks. I turn around to face inside the house and see Frank standing behind me, his hair a mess and the blanket wrapped around his body,
"H-hi Frank" Lindsey waves and forces a small smile, her eyes wide. You can tell she's shocked to see Frank.
"Hey." Frank replies and gives her a sad smile.
"Now what happened to Jared?" I turn to Lindsey, Frank comes us behind me and wiggles him self under my arm so it's wrapped around him.
"He...he told a bunch of people that he...that he hated his life and he had nothing left for him.." Lindsey states down at her converse and continues, "Then he left...two days ago."
"You love him..." I whisper, "Don't you?"
She doesn't answer and keeps looking down. "I...I should go.." "You don't have too..." I tell her and squeeze Frank a little tighter.
"No, it's fine." She smiles and thanks me again before stepping off the porch and leaving me and Frank standing there.
"Something's not right" I sigh and kiss Frankie's head. "Cmon, let's go inside I guess." Franks nods in agreement and we walke back into the house.
"So um, you can have my bed and I'll sleep on the uh couch" I tell him while rubbing the back of my neck. Frank looks up at me in shock, "You don't wanna stay with me?"
"Oh. I just thought maybe you wouldn't wanna-" Frank cuts me off with a long kiss, after he pulls away he gives me a look and says, "Don't be a dumbshit, Of course I want you to stay we me ya dummy."
I smile so wide that it hurts and lean down for another, longer, more passionate kiss. I'm enjoying my lips on Franks, but in the back of my mind, I'm a worried mess. Because something is telling me...that's Jareds dead.

Notes

thanks for all the support and comments guys, that really helped me out. I've just been lacking confidence in pretty much everything I do lately. I'm just in the hospital so much and stuff that it makes me depressed. But thanks guys, I love all of you.