Hold On Tight and Don't Look Back

Gerard’s P.O.V

It takes about ten minutes until I hear Frank’s soft snores; I on the other hand cannot fall asleep. There’s too many thoughts stirring in my head; My poor Frankie, He’s gone through so much and now this happened. I still don’t even know what to think of this; it’s just so overwhelming. He’s lost his parents and we’re the only ones he has now. I look down to Frank who is still cuddled in my side; His eyes are still puffy and he has the saddest expression on his face. Unable to will myself to sleep I slowly crawl out of bed; He stirs a little but turns to his side and continues sleeping. I kiss his forehead and head downstairs. Once down no one is in the living room but I do hear some voices from the kitchen. I open the door and everyone is sitting at the table eating some sandwiches; they turn to look at me and my mother gives a slight smile.

“Is he asleep?” my father asks.

“Ya, He fell asleep a couple minutes ago” I responded.

“Good, He needs his rest.” He said, I nodded and sat down grabbing a sandwich. Mikey turns to me.

“Is he okay?” he asks.

“I think he’s still processing” I sigh, Mikey nods and I turn to my mother.

“So what happens from here?” I ask referring to this whole situation.

“I gave them my number and they said they would call once they know something; Until then Gerard…You just need to be there. This is a really hard time so it may take awhile for him to cope, weeks, maybe months. But you need to be there if you can.” My mother explains.

Of course I will be there; I’ll be with him forever. I love him and I will help him no matter what;I nod my head telling her I understand and she smiles. After I finish my food I decide to head back upstairs to see if I could sleep now; I open the door and Frank is still on his side. His back is facing me and I think he is asleep but I hear soft noises come from him. I hurry over and face him; His hands are covering his face but I can see tears falling through. When he realizes there’s someone else here he quickly looks up to me with his crying eyes; I sit down and pull him to my lap.

“Hey, I’m right here…It’s going to be alright” I whisper, He softly cries into the crook of my neck as I rock back and forth.

“I-I never even g-got to say a p-proper goodbye” he says in between sobs. I hold him tighter and brush some hair out of his face; He clutched on to the front of my shirt like I was a life raft stopping him from floating away. We stayed like this for a couple minutes, him sniffing now and again before he spoke up.

“W-when she called Thursday she asked about us…I-I wish I told her more about you; I think s-she liked you.” Frank whispered; I sighed and leaned him up till he was looking at me. His hazel eyes glassed over with tears shone in the dim bedroom light. I lightly kissed his forehead and he closed his eyes relaxing a little.

“Frankie baby, It’s going to be alright” I didn’t know what to say; I was just heartbroken seeing my love like this. I wish I could turn back time right now.

“I love you Gee” he whispered’’

“I love you more then I could ever say Frank” I whispered back. He leaned his head back on my shoulder and closed his eyes; It was only a couple minutes before I heard him snoring again. I smiled hoping he would get some real sleep this time; gently laying down on the bed with him I wrapped my arms around his sides and held him close. I looked to the clock and it was only 3:30 PM; too much stuff happened in a short amount of time today and I hope soon it will be better. I can't even began to explain how I hate seeing Frank like this; but I know I just have to help him through it no matter what. I closed my eyes listening to the snores of Frank and soon found myself sleep also.

Notes

Just thought I'd do a small filler chapter. Sorry it's short.

Anyone watch Sons of Anarchy??
I am pissed and upset at that show right now and the season finale is coming and the recent episode was just like..."THOSE MOTHER FUCKERS."