After The Break Up

Gerard's P.O.V I leaned against the railings, looking down at my feet. Why can't I ever just have a easy life? Why can't I be happy? Why am I on this fucking bridge anyway? "Mr Way?" I look up to see a girl aged about fifteen. She has short green hair. She's wearing blue jeans and a black t-sirt with a thick pink furry outline of a square with a G in it. I recognise it from my research on myself. "Hey." I say with a smile. She smiles back. "May I get a photo with you, please?" She asks as she retrieves her phone from her jeans pocket. "Sure." I tell her. Several minutes later, after about nine fan pics and signings, the bus stops and Brian climbs out. "Time to go, Gerard." He tells me. "You have a plane to catch." Frank's P.O.V

I watched Gerard as he climbed back onto the bus. He smiled and waved at the fans. They waved back, snapping pictures. Then he headed to his bunk and grabbed his laptop.
"Coffee?" Mikey asked him as he sat at the table and opened his laptop.
Gerard smiled at him. "Obviously." He said, then turned back to the laptop.
I sat at the table, across from him, watching him as his eyes flickered at the screen.
"You have to quit disappearing." Brian said as he sat next to me, looking at Gerard. "The kidnappers are still out there."
Gerard looked at him. Anger on his face. "Thanks for fucking reminding me." He snapped. "I'll sleep better tonight now. Your so good to me." He looked back at the screen.
"For fuck sake, Brian." Mikey snapped as he gave Gerard his coffee and sat down next to him with his own. "That's out of order. We're fucked up about this as it is. Gerard more than me. We've got enough shit to deal with. Without you reminding us of the worst thing that ever happened to us."
Brian sighed. "Look, I'm sorry." He said. "It hit us hard as well. But that's why I mentioned it. It scared the fuck out of me when they...I felt useless. What kind of manager can't protect his client's. What kind of person can't keep his friends safe."
Mikey moved out of the way as Gerard rushed over to Brian and pulled him into a hug. "It's not your fault." He said as he pulled away and crouched infront of him. "You didn't know it was going to happen and there's nothing anyone could do."
"Maybe not. But I could have done....something."
Gerard shot him the lop sided grin I loved so much. "You did." He said. "You called the police and Lyn-z. That's something. Anyway." He said moving back to his seat, grin widening. "Who says your our friend?"
Mikey laughed as he sat back down.
"Cheers." Brian laughed as he headed to the lounge area to join Ray. Bob was driving right now.
"I think we should get a bodyguard." Mikey muttered in between drinking his coffee.
Gerard lifted his cup to his lips but paused, looking at the laptop screen. "Hmm." He hummed. "Might be a good idea. You should tell Brian." He drank some coffe then typed something.
Mikey stood up, taking his coffee with him. "I will." He said as he headed to the lounge.

Gerard's P.O.V

I typed in 'Gerard Way interview.' May as well check out what I can. I really want to know what I can't remember. 'Gerard talks about his relationship with Frank Iero'. Whoa. I missed that one. I put in my headphones and blank Frank. A blond man introduces me then after the usual crap, he starts asking about Frank.
Man: "Recently you were spotted in a ...passionate situation with your long time friend and fellow band mate, guitarist, Frank Iero."
Me: "Err yes."
Man: "Is Frank the reason your marriage was dissolved?"
Me: "Wow. Very blunt. Actually yes and no."
Man: "What do you mean?"
Me: "Lyn-z realised a long time ago how I felt about Frank. We divorced because of those feelings."
Man: "So how are thing's going between you? I mean are you happy?"
Me: "We were. But Frank gets jealous easily. We broke up a few day's ago."
Man: "Oh I'm sorry to hear that."
Me: "It's fine. But I need to point out that regardless of Frank's jealously, he's still a great guy. I just can't handle the jealousy. "
Man: "A local newspaper reported you had to buy a whole new load of furniture after a break in. Is that true?"
Me: (Laugh) "Actually yes and no."
Man: "Very vague answer, Gerard."
Me: "I did have to buy a load of new furniture. But not because of a break in."
Man: "Makeover?"
Me: "I'd love to say yes. But I'd be lying."
Man: "Then why....?"
Me: "I was upset. No one else was home. I broke something and it made me feel a bit better. So I broke more things. It helped. But I wouldn't recommend it. It cost's too much."

I destroyed my home? Because I was upset? Was it because of Frank? I run all my fingers through my hair and frowned at the screen. What the fuck made me so pissed off. Suddenly I remembered throwing my ipod. I remembered breaking things. Then talking to Mikey. Talking to Frank. Hugging Bandit and Mikey. Kissing Frank. Bandit telling us to 'get a room'. I smiled. I remember Bandit as she is now. My little girl. I remember her. I click off google and click call Lyn-z on Skype. She answers pretty fast. Bandit sat with her.
"Hey, daddy." Bandit said with a smile.
I smile back. "Hey, sweetie." I said. "I remember."
Lyn-z smiled. "Way to go Way."
"How much do you remember?" Bandit asked.
"Everything about you, sweetie." I explained. "Everything we ever did together. Everything from when you were born till now."
Bandit whooped.
Lyn-z frowned. "What about everything else?" She asked. "Like your life?"
I frown. "I remember my daughter." Ì told her. "At least be pleased I remember that much. It's a breakthrough at least."
"I know." She said, sighing. "I'm sorry. It's brilliant. It is. I'm just worried about Frank."
I frowned. I know Frank's still staring at me. I still had the headphones in so he can't hear her.
"Why?" I asked.
"He really love's you." Lyn-z told me. "When you were dragged into the van, he lost it. He snapped at everyone. He nearly punched a fan for mentioning you. He tried to go out looking for you, but Brian and the guys had to practically tie him down. He spent the days trying to escape and the nights on your bunk in tears."
I sighed. "That's never been our problem." I said. "I just need to get my head together. All I remember about the past five years is Bandit. For some reason I don't seem to remember danger days or my comics either. I should remember them. Even without remembering the last five years. But I don't. Things will be different when I do."
"Will you say yes then?" She asked with a grin.
I frowned at her. "How....?"
"Frank told me he was going to ask you to marry him."
I sigh. "Of course he did."
"Jamia told me the truth. Frank's not lying. So will you say yes?"
"Dunno."

Notes

Love as always.xxx