Party Poison

Gerard/Party's P.O.V

I headed downstairs. Everyone had gone to bed. I intended going back to my room. My basement room. I hear a noise behind me but ignore it as I open the basement door. I close my eyes and take a breath. Then open my eyes and head down the stairs. I stop on the bottom step and stare at the floor. I can still see mum's body laying there after I shot her. A tear rolls down my cheek as I sit down on the step. I stay there for about half an hour. Fully aware someone was watching me. Then I stood up. I headed for my desk, jumping over where my mum's body was. I stared at my drawings on the wall. Drawings of Mikey, Ray, Bob, Mum, Dad and Frank. I pulled off a drawing of Dad. I stared at it for a while. I really miss him. I take down a drawing of mum. I really miss her too. Then I look at the drawing of Frank. Tears start to roll down my cheeks. He's too good for me anyway. I'm fucking useless. I'm a waste of atoms. I lose it. I rip every drawing off the wall and shred the one of Frank.
"You don't deserve love." I told myself. "You don't deserve anything. Your a useless fucking freak." I drop the shredded paper and look in the full length mirror. "Look at you." I say to the reflection in disgust. "Why would anyone love....that?" I asked as I gestured to my mirrored image. "Your fucking disgusting."
"No." Frank said as he approached me from behind. "Your amazing." He told me, looking at my face in the mirror. "Your handsome, sexy. You have a really sexy butt. Your loving and caring. Your everything I could ever want. You are the most useful person I've ever known. You've been a brother to us all. A dad to Mikey. And a great boyfriend to me."
I scoffed at that. "You mean a cheating boyfriend." I snapped as I spun around. "I don't even blame you. I'm nothing. I'm not worth it."
Frank grabbed my shoulders. "You are not nothing. You are worth everything." He said, gently. "I'm a idiot. I had the best thing ever and I blew it because I was jealous. I just didn't want to share you. I love you so much it hurts. I'm sorry. Please forgive me. Please be my boyfriend again." Tears were flowing down his cheeks.
I stared at him. Was he even here? Or is it my stupid mind imagining him because it knows no one will ever love me? I ran all my fingers threw my hair and dropped to the ground. "Your not real." I said closing my eyes. "Not real."
Frank knelt infront of me. "I am real." He stated. Then he dragged me into his arms and kissed me.
I froze. This feels real. It can't be my imagination. What the fuck is wrong with me? I pulled away and looked into his eyes. "Frank?" I whispered.
He smiled. "Yes, baby." He said. "It's me."

Notes

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