Return To Me, My Love

When Frank finally puts me down I turn and see Ian standing behind me, a huge smile on his face and I launch myself on him, his arms wrapping tight around my waist as he hugs back, lifting me up slightly and I giggle as he puts me back on my feet, our hug slowly coming to an end and when we pull apart and I smile wide and say "Thank you for helping with all this." "Of course Gee, I wouldn't have missed this for anything," Ian tells me and we share another smile before Frank steps over and wraps his arms around my waist, his head resting on my shoulder and his face nuzzling into my neck.

The rest of the afternoon passes quickly, the seven of us doing a little more sight seeing before going for an early dinner, the meal passing in a blur of jokes, laughter and a little too much wine and by the time we leave the restaurant I am a little tipsy. On our walk back to the hotel we pass a statue and Ian runs over to pose with it, hanging off it with one leg propped up around it as he pouts his lips like a duck and I giggle hysterically as I pull my phone out and snap a picture, Ian running back over to see it and we both laugh even harder, the two of us clearly more drunk than the others and we turn it into a game, joining hands and skipping ahead, stopping at every statue or interesting landmark to take stupid pictures and by the time we make it back to the hotel my sides hurt and I can't breathe properly. We stop outside the entrance to the hotel, waiting for the rest of the guys to catch up and Ian wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me over to slump against the wall with him and when Frank finally catches up to us his face is hard, his eyes holding just a hint of anger. I frown in confusion as he steps over and grabs my wrist, pulling me off the wall and towards the front door. "Come on, you need some coffee" he tells me, his voice sharp and I swallow hard as I follow behind, my gaze dropping to the floor and I just know I'm in for a fight once we get back to the room.

We all get into the elevator, Frank pressing the button for our floor and then the button for the floor the rest of the guys are staying on and we reach theirs first, all of them wishing us goodnight before getting out and once the doors close again I turn to Frank but as I go to open my mouth he turns his head to look at me and says "Don't." I snap my mouth shut again and after a few long seconds of silence the doors open again and Frank steps out, stalking down the hallways towards our room while I follow a few steps behind, my stomach knotting up more and more the closer we get.

Once we make it to the door Frank lets us in, waiting for me to step inside before closing it again, my teeth clamping down on my quivering bottom lip as he turns to face me. "Frankie...." I start softly but Frank just shakes his head before saying "Is there something I should know?" "No" I say softly, my voice quiet but I can't seem to make myself speak any louder. "Do you know how it looks when you act like this? Do you know how it makes me look to everyone?" I remain silent, just biting on my lip and Frank snaps, stepping towards me as he clenches his fists at his sides. "You're making me look fucking stupid like I'm being two timed and I don't fucking like it Gerard. You know what you're doing and you continue to do it, but this time it's done. You will not do this to me again." I swallow hard, the lump in my throat feeling like its choking me but the anger burning in my chest at his last comment wins and I open my mouth to speak. "I'm not your property, you can't tell me what to do. If I want to have fun with my best friend, my BEST FUCKING FRIEND FRANK" I yell, my anger getting the better of me, "Then I will do it, I'll do whatever the fuck I want and if you don't like it then that's your problem. There's nothing happening with me and Ian and there won't ever be, he's like my brother and I'm not doing anything inappropriate so whatever your issue is, get over it." Franks jaw clenches, his eyes going even harder as he takes another step towards me, getting right in my face as he spits out "I will tell you what to do, while you are my husband I will fucking well tell you what to do if I want and you will do it. The fans see everything you're doing and I will not be made a fool of to them...." "Fuck you Frank" I spit back, turning to walk away but Franks hand shoots out to grab my wrist, squeezing painfully as he says "Don't you walk away from me." "Let me go" I demand, working hard to keep my voice even as pain shoots up my arm and Frank huffs out an angry breath and squeezes even tighter, tears springing to my eyes as the pain becomes unbearable and as I open my mouth to tell him he's hurting me I feel something pop, pain exploding through my hand and shooting up to my elbow. I cry out in pain, Frank letting go of my arm and I bring it up to clutch against my chest with my other hand, every movement sending a new jolt of intense pain shooting through my arm, tears streaming down my face and as Frank steps towards me, his face sad and scared looking I take off for the door, opening it with my non hurt hand and running down the hall, ignoring the sound of Frank calling my name as I make it to the end of the hall and I start down the stairs, running until I make it to the door I need and I bang frantically with my good hand until it opens a few seconds later, Ian standing before me and his face quickly pulls into a frown as he steps aside and let's me in, closing the door before turning to follow me.

Notes

So, I'm back and I want to apologise for the slowness of my updates the past week. I am trying very hard to get into a schedule so you will get updates atleast every day or two but right now I am dealing with the end of a relationship that was very important to me and while I'm ok most of the time sometimes I get really upset and kinda bitter and it's effecting my writing and I have to wait and then go back and edit what I've written so I don't kill off major characters or anything which adds to the time it's taking me to write these updates.