Frank’s P.O.V

I’m not sure what happened; I just randomly woke up and started crying. Just that overwhelming sadness came over me and I couldn’t control it. I rolled over and realized that Gerard wasn’t in bed anymore; I felt lonely all of a sudden but I knew he was probably downstairs or in the restroom. I just laid there and thought of what was going to happen later…but that was the thing; I didn’t know what was going to happen. I think of my parents for a second and more tears sprung in my eyes; The last time I physically saw them was last Sunday; that was it. Then the phone calls from dad Wednesday and mom on Thursday. That was the last time I spoke to them; I cover my face trying not to cry but it happens anyway. After a couple moments I feel someone close to me; I uncover my eyes and Gerard was standing by the bed staring at me worried. He sits down and pulls me onto his lap; I usually wouldn’t cry so much in front of people but with Gee it’s different. I know he understands why I’m crying and he comforts me. It really does help when he’s here; like he can fix everything somehow. I know he can’t exactly fix this situation but he’s doing all he can to help me through it; and I love him for that. I lay my head on his shoulder, him rocking back and forth and eventually fall asleep.

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I slowly wake up taking in my surroundings; I’m laying down and Gee has his arms wrapped around me my body snuggled with his. I feel wide awake and for some reason not as sad as I was before. I rub my eyes and look to the alarm clock it reads 7:15 PM. I sigh and turn to Gerard who looks as peaceful as ever; I lift the hand that’s around my waist and interlock our fingers. Gee gives a slight smile but his eyes are still closed. I use my other hand and poke him in the chest.

“What?” he groans playfully, His voice still thick with sleep.

“Time to wake up” I said, Gee smiles and his eyes flutter open to look at me.

“Are you okay?” he whispers.

“Not better, but not worse…Just kind of numb” I tell him; I guess that’s the best way to explain this. He nods and pulls me closer; Gee places a light kiss on my lips and pulls away.

“Are you hungry?” Gerard asks and at the mention of food my stomach growls. He grins at me.

“I’ll take that as a yes” He grabs my hand and we head downstairs; When we reach the bottom step I smell something really good come from the kitchen. I guess they were already making dinner; we walk into the kitchen and see Mikey setting up forks at the table which somehow already has an extra chair, Mrs. Way over by the stove and Mr. Way pouring himself some coffee. When they see us they smile.

“Hey guys” I said

“Hey Frank, Sleep well?” Mrs. Way asked.

“Yes, Thank you” I replied and she smiled widely

“Okay, Dinner is just about done. Do you like stir fry?” she asked, I nodded.

“Great, so go ahead and sit down and it will be right there.” I sat down in one of the chairs while Gerard sat next to me; A couple moments later Mikey set some coffee down for me, Gee and him.

“Thanks Mikey” I said taking a sip.

“No problem…You doing okay Frank?” he asked sympathetically. I shrug my shoulders.

“Meh…For right now” which was true, I don’t think this mildly happy state was going to last long.

Mikey nodded and smiled. I then felt Gerard’s hand grab mine and looked towards him and gave a small smile; none less than a minute later a bowl was placed in front of all of us that looked so delicious. Mr. and Mrs. Way sat down in the other two available seats and began eating. I took a bite out of the stir fry and my eyes went wide; this was the best tasting food ever. I may be exaggerating because this is the first time I haven’t cooked dinner for myself but this was mouth watering.

“This is really good Mrs. W- Donna” I correct; I keep forgetting to call her by her first name.

“Why thank you Frank” She says with a smile. We eat are dinner slowly and there are a couple conversations going back and forth with Mr. Way’s work and I casually listen in taking bites out of the food. When we’re done I decide to go back upstairs and unpack; It’s no use letting the suitcase just sit there. I reach in to one of the pockets and pull out the 300 dollars that my parents left me. I hadn’t used it yet because the house was still stocked on food at the time. I trudge downstairs and find Mrs. Way at the table reading some grocery ads, she looks at me and I hold out the money.

“They gave me this for food…but I want to give it to you since…” I trail off. She looks to the money and to me and stands up; She walks over close to me.

“Frank I couldn’t possibly take this” she says.

“It’s okay. It’s a thank you present for letting me stay here an-“ she cuts me off.

“Frank we don’t mind at all. And we certainly don’t want you thinking you need to pay us. You go and buy something nice with the money, okay?” I take a long sigh and then nod; she gives another reassuring smile and I head back into the living room where Gerard is coming out of the restroom. He walks over and looks to the money then to the kitchen where I came out of; he sighs and pulls me closer.

“Did you try to give the money to her?” I swear it’s like he could read my mind sometimes; I give a short nod.

“I’m obviously guessing she declined?” he said, I nod again and he hums in approval.

“Is there anything you want to do?” he asks quietly. I shook my head not really wanting to do anything.

“Would you like to watch some T.V?” I nodded and we walked over to the couch cuddling. We watched some shows for a bit before I began to think about things.

What’s going to happen to our house; would someone sell it?
What would happen to all our stuff?
Does my aunt know what happened; she lives in Michigan right now so I have no idea?
Will my parents have a funeral? Did they have life insurance? How much will it cost?
What about me…Will I be sent to a home the next couple months until I’m 18?
Did anyone else get hurt in the explosion?

“Are you okay Frank?” Gerard asks. I become confused but then I realized warm wet tears run down my face.

“Not really” I whisper. He pulls me closer and just holds me.

“You can talk to me Frankie. About anything; you can cry all you want, you could even yell and I wouldn’t be mad. Now…Tell me what you’re thinking” he asks softly.

“Everything… About the house, about a funeral, about me…Just everything” I sigh, He looks to me.

“I’m not sure what’s going to happen but it will be alright. As for you…You’re with us; and you are not leaving” I nodded and wiped away a tear.

“I fucking hate crying” I mumbled

“Its okay baby” he said, I scooted closer and we turned our attention back to the T.V just embracing each other’s comfort. After a while Gee’s mother comes out of the kitchen; I keep forgetting she was in there. She sees my puffy eyes again but I give her a reassuring nod that I’m okay; She gives a light smile.

“I’m going to go up to the room; Just holler if you need me” she explains; we both nod and she heads up the stairs. We spend forever watching T.V and before I know it, it’s already 11:30 PM.

“I’m going to head off to bed” I say sleepily; He nods and stands up with me also tired.

Once in bed he starts spooning me wrapping an arm around my side pushing my back against his chest. I lean my head on the pillow and close my eyes.

“I love you Frank” he whispers.

“I love you too Gee” I then fall asleep

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I cover my eyes as I’m blinded by a bright light shining through a window. Where am I? As my eyes adjust I see that I’m standing in front of a door. I quickly look around and I’m in a small room that I can barely fit in; the 4 walls surrounding me, I look up and there’s just a random window on the roof about ten feet above me shining down the bright sun. I am very confused now; I look back at the plain white door with a simple silver handle and reach for it. I turn the doorknob until I hear a small click; I slowly open it, being cautious of my surroundings. Once I look inside I realize it’s a room; there’s a sofa with a medium sized T.V and off to the side is a small kitchen with a stove, a mini fridge, with a couple counters. Another door is to the side which I’m guessing is the bed. I walk closer to an open area and look behind me; Of course the fucking door I came out of is gone. All that’s left is a plain wall. I take another look around and it reminds me of a hotel room; my suspicion is confirmed when I spot a maid sign on the counter. The usual ‘Do not disturb’ plastic object. A couple moments later I hear a door open and quickly look to the bedroom door; my heart skips a beat as I realize my mother is coming out of the room in business clothes.

“Mom?” I gasp but she walks past like I’m not there. I then hear more footsteps from the room and out come my dad also wearing a suit and tie.

“Dad?” Again no response; My mother and father are now in the living room when she turns to him.

“Do you smell something funny?” she asks, My dad sniffs and nods.

“Ya…Just light the candle you got from the shop” She nods. Wait candle? No, no, no. Please tell me this isn’t going to happen.

“No stop!” I practically yell but nothing. I began panicking; Please, no, not this. My mom pulls out a candle and some matches and places it on the counter…next to the stove. I can’t seem to move, like my feet our glued to the floor. I scream again but nothing fazes them; my heart beating faster as she pulls out a match. I reach out as she flicks the match on the box letting a flame sit on the top; within seconds the kitchen erupts in orange and blue and my vision darkens. A blood piercing scream rings through my head and it sounds like there right in my ear. I cover my ears and squeeze my eyes shut. I hear another scream but this time it’s deeper and I know it’s my father; both of my parents screams run in my head.

“Make it stop!” I scream repeatedly; they still continue. The deafening yells of my parents ring through my ears, I keep screaming and screaming the noises not leaving my ears.

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“Make it stop!” I land with a thud as I fall off the bed; the screams still in my head I press my hands over my ears. I hear Gerard jump up but my eyes are clenched shut; I feel my body covered in sweat as I curl up into a ball on the carpet. I feel a hand on my shoulder but I flinch away.

“Frankie baby, it’s just me” Gee says clearly frightened at my actions.

“Make it stop” I say again as their screams still wildly in my ears. I hate this, it’s like torture.

“Make what stop…What happened?” He asks pulling me up to his lap; this time I let him. The screams all of a sudden die down and I burst out crying; I can’t control it, the tears just pour out and they won’t stop. Gerard just holds me; we are still sitting on the floor and he slides back so he’s leaning against the bed.

“It’s okay baby. Take your time” he whispers. He stays holding me for minutes before by violent sobbing goes to small cries.

“Th-they were at the h-hotel… a-and I saw her l-light the candle next to the s-stove…T-they wouldn’t s-stop screaming” I muster out. He pulls me closer I’m guessing knowing what I’m saying. Laying against his chest I start thinking; It’s barely been one day and I’ve broken down three times. I guess that’s normal but it feels like I’m annoying him.

“I’m sorry” I whisper. He stops rocking and looks down to me.

“For what?” he asks softly

“I keep crying and you have to watch me; it’s probably annoying?”

“Honey it’s not annoying. Like I said earlier you can cry all you want; I want to be there with you while you do so you know that you can come to me for anything” He explains.

“I just don’t what to do, it’s barely been 24 hours since I’ve heard of what happened and I’ve been a huge mess a bunch of times. What about an a week? How many times would I have broken down by them?” I exclaim.

“It doesn’t matter how many times; you can cry whenever you want Frank.” He says reassuringly. I nod and lean up a little.

“What time is it?” I ask quietly. He looks back to the clock arching his neck since we’re on the floor.

“2:15 AM” he responds. I sigh and then Gerard starts getting up, carrying me with him; it seems like with no difficulty at all he stands up and places me on the bed but before he lays down himself there’s a quiet knock at the door. Gerard looks confused but walks over and opens it; I can’t see who it is because he’s blocking my view but I really don’t care. He then steps out closing the door behind him; I pull the blankets up and turn on my side. I really don’t think I could go back to sleep; after a minute or two Gerard comes back in and lies next to me.

“Sorry that was Mikey; He was making sure we were okay” he explains; I nod and turn to him. He reaches out and caresses my cheek while I lean in to the touch.

“It’s all going to be okay Frankie” he whispers, I nod again and close my eyes while he snakes his arm back around me. I keep my eyes closed for awhile until I open them; I think he’s asleep. I tried but I can’t sleep right now; Every time I try to fall asleep right now all I see is both of them in the kitchen while my mother lights the candle. I wonder if I saw what actually happened or if it’s just what my mind thinks what happened. I turn away being careful not to wake Gee and stare at the wall doing nothing. The next time I look at the clock it’s 3:05 AM; I’ve been awake for almost an hour. I just stare at the ceiling.

“You need to get to sleep baby” Gerard says, his eyes still closed; I look at him surprised.

“I thought you were asleep?” I say

“I was waiting for you to fall asleep first” He opens his eyes and leans up looking at my probably still red eyes.

“I can’t” I admit

“Did you want some sleeping pills?” I give him a confused look on why he has sleeping pills.

“There prescribed from the pharmacy to my dad but he lets me take them some times. He wouldn’t mind if you took some” I hesitate before nodding; He gets up and heads out the door. Hopefully these will help; after a minute he comes back with a glass of water and two little white pills. I quickly swallow them and him placing the cup on the nightstand he lays me down; He leans me on his chest and I reluctantly melt to the contact and close my eyes. I try to focus on Gerard right now and not anything else; the way he’s holding me, the way his chest rises and falls with every breath, just everything about this moment. I hear his heart beat at a steady pace and listen to that; it’s soothing for some reason and it makes me more relaxed. I can feel Gee staring at me as my eyes get droopier he lightly kisses me on the forehead before sleep pulls me under.

Notes

I'm being mean to Frank aren't I?

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