After The Break Up

Frank's P.O.V Time Lapse>>>>>>>>>> One week later. As usual, me and the guys were setting up while Gerard sat at a table, writing. I sneaked a look his way. I smiled as I noticed his frown and his tongue sticking out, slightly as he concentrated. He's so cute like that. I could stare at him all day. His bandages were gone now. So I could see his beautiful hands. I turned my eyes back to the guitar. Reluctantly of course. I mean who doesn't want to stare at Gerard Way? With his perfect face, hot body and sexy voice. My smile widened. He's all mine. After fourteen fucking years of longing, he's finally mine. Gerard's P.O.V I wrote down the lyrics with a frown. Then I paused to look them over. They don't look right. Why don't they look right though? Damn it. Wait. That's why. I'm too distracted. "Fuck." I snap as I throw the pencil down and run my fingers through my hair. I look up to see everyone looking at me with concern. "What's wrong, babe?" Frank asks. I sigh. "Nothing." I said, standing up and heading to the water cooler. "Come on, Gee." Frank pushed. "You can tell us." I spun round to look at him, angry. "I said nothing." I snapped. "Quit fucking pushing me." He looked hurt. I turned away. I don't want to see him upset. "I'm sorry." I said quietly. I walked out the room and headed outside. Once there I lit a cig then slid down the wall to sit on my ass, knees up. I didn't mean to snap at him. I'm just....worried. Worried about his safety. I don't know what to do. I think the only way to keep him safe is to...break up with him. You probably think I'm being heartless. But you don't know what's going on. Frank doesn't either. No one does. I'm not having an affair, if that's what your thinking. I could never do that. And yes, I do still love him. Yes, I'm happy with him. The reason I snapped at him is because I know I have to break up with him and it's killing me. But it's the only way. I have no choice. It's horrible. But I can't see any other way. "What's wrong, baby?" Frank said as he walked out the door and sat beside me. He draped a arm around my shoulders. I shrugged him off and stood up, stomping out my cig as I avoided eye contact. Here goes. "I...I don't l...love you anymore." Fucking lies. "I'm b...breaking up with y...you." I didn't wait for a reaction. I rushed back into the practice room and sat back on the chair with my elbows on the table and my face in my hands, trying to hold back tears. I fucking hate myself. The door banged open but I didn't look up. "No fucking way, Gerard." Frank shouted. "What's wrong?" Mikey asked. "Gerard just told me he doesn't love me and broke up with me." Frank snapped. "What the fuck, Gerard?" Ray snapped. "That's rubbish and you know it. The whole fucking world knows how much you love him." "Not anymore." I tried to sound as emotionless as possible. Damn, I hate myself so much. I felt my wrists being grabed. I looked up to see Frank staring down at me. He looked furious. "I don't believe you." He snapped. I looked away, closing my eyes and biting my bottom lip. Trying not to cry. Fuck. This is so hard. He let go of my wrists and cupped my face, turning my head to face him. "Look at me and say it." He ordered. "Tell me to my face that you don't love me and you want to break up with me. Until you do, and mean it, I won't be going anywhere." I gulped and tried to pull away but he wouldn't let me. "Please." I said, quietly. My voice shaking. "I have to." "Have to what?" Frank asked a little softer. "B...break up w..with you." I could feel the tears escaping and running down my cheeks now. "Why?" He asked, gently. "T...to keep you s...safe." I whispered. He was silent so I opened my eyes. He was frowning at me. "How is breaking up with me going to keep me safe?" He asked. "Because if I don't...." I paused to swallow a lump in my throat. "If I don't, they're gonna k..kill you." Bob, Ray and Mikey crouched by Frank as he grabbed my hands. "Who's going to kill Frank?" Bob asked, gently. I kept my eyes on Franks shocked face. "M..my stalker." "WHAT?" Frank looked angry. "Who the fuck is stalking you? I'll fucking kill em." I shook my head. "I don't know who it is." I admitted. "But they've been watching since the pictures. I saw a shadow in the back garden once. It moved fast so I thought I was seeing things." I looked down at our hands. "Then I got a letter..." "What letter? When?" Frank asked. I looked back at him. "I got it this morning. It said 'You are mine. Not Frank's. Get rid of him, or I will do it for you. Permanently.' It had a picture of you in the black parade outfit, your throat....cut." I looked back at our hands. "I would rather live without you, knowing your alive. Rather than living knowing your...d...dead." Frank pulled me into his arms. "I'd rather be dead than be without you." He stated. "No one's gonna hurt either of you." Bob snapped. "They'll have to go through me first." "And me." Ray added. "We'll find the bastard." Mikey snapped. "And when we do, I'll kill em. No one threatens my brothers happiness. No fucking way. Ray, call Brian. I'll call detective Hayley Martinez. We need to sort this now. Bob, check to see if the stalker is around now." They all went off to sort things out, leaving me and Frank alone. He pulled back and looked at me. "You do still love me, don't you?" He asked. I looked into his beautiful eyes. "Of course I do." I admitted. "I will always love you." He smiled, then kissed me. "I love you, too." He said, resting his forehead on mine. "And I promise, we'll get through this. TOGETHER." Ray stopped infront of us. We both looked up at him. "So our wives are looking after our kids and we're staying with you two until this is over." He informed us. "Brians gonna be there too and Don. He refuses to stay out of it when 'someone's trying to fuck with my son's happiness.' And don't even try to talk us out of it. We're your friends and we love you. If this fucker wants to mess with you two, then they're gonna have to take on us all." "Perimeters clear." Bob informed us. "Hayley said she'll meet us at Gerard's in an hour." Mikey added. "We'll all travel in the mini bus Bob drove us in. Till this is sorted, the only time we won't be in the same room is when we're using the bathroom or sleeping. The house will be getting bars on the windows on the top floor. They'll be one's that can be opened, don't worry. A security system will be fitted. Neither of you go anywhere without at least one of us. Got that?" Frank laughed. "Group showers? Cool." Bob punched him, playfull

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Trying to get my ass into gear and get all my stories updated. Love as always.xxx