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Cemetery Drive

Chapter 11

Two weeks have passed since I was released from the hospital, I see Gerard everyday and Mikey and Pete almost every other day. Gerard and I haven't engaged in any other sexual activities since that night and I'm okay with that but I'm not so sure if he is. I mean he doesn't ask for anything or make any moves on me but sometimes when we make out I can feel him getting hard, but I know if I didn't touch Josh in a week I would end up with new bruises. So one night when my parents were off out on a date or something like that and it was just Gerard and I cuddling/ making out on my sofa I decided to start to make a move on him.

I crawled on him so our bodies were tightly pressed against each other, I pushed my hips down against his own and he let out a breathy moan and held me closer to him. I removed my lips from his and trailed my lips down to his neck and started to suck on a sensitive part of his neck. But as soon as I felt him get harder he flipped us over so he was on top and he brought his own lips back to mine and moved his own hand down to belt and started to undo it.

"Wait Gerard." I said pulling away from him and stopping his hand.

"Do you not want this?" He asked, I could tell he was actually concerned about me.

"This wasn't supposed to be about me, this was supposed to be about you, about me pleasing you." I truthfully told him.

"Frankie, I already told you. I'm here to please you; your happiness is all the pleasure I need." He said and changed our positions so he was sitting on the sofa and I was in his lap with his arms wrapped around my waist.

"A-Are you sure?"

"Absolutely." He said then place a kiss on my lips. I kissed him back and pressed my body up against his, well more of my stomach which was slightly more rounded. Gerard pulled his lips away from mine and rested his hand on my stomach and started to rub it, my shirt was kinda tight on my and starting to ride up my body a bit.

"You know I think it's time I take you shopping for some new clothes." He said.

"Gerard you don't have to do that."

"But I want to, please let me. I promise it'll only be a few shirts and pants." He said sticking out his bottom lip.

"Fine but only a few."

"Suuuure." He said slowly.

I rolled my eyes at him and moved so I was fully laying down on the sofa, Gerard moved so he was off the sofa and on the floor. He was right next to my stomach and he leaned down and softly rubbed one of his hands over my small baby bump and leaned over and pressed his lips against the fabric on top of my tummy. He pressed a few kisses against my stomach and started to move his mouth; like he was talking to the baby. I couldn't make out what he was saying but it still was a nice gesture that left a smile on my face. But soon my smile turned into a frown, Gerard wasn't the baby's father. I know my kid will be happy with Gerard in its life and him raising the baby as his own but how will my child feel knowing that the person that created it, wanted nothing to do with it. Soon tears started spilling over my eyes and Gerard's movements at my stomach had come to a stop.

"Frankie baby, what's wrong?" He asked as he cupped my face with one hand and the other was stroking my hair.

"Y-you're amazing for wanting both me and my baby but h-how will my baby feel knowing that its father doesn't want it? That he tried to kill him before he was born like he did the first time I had gotten pregnant?" The hand that was stroking my hair came to a stop.

"You mean he's killed your baby before?" He asked suddenly.

I let out a hiccup and nodded.

"I swear I'm going to kill him!" Gerard shouted and he got up from my side and started pacing around my living room.

"G-gerard please calm down." I begged while I pulled myself into a ball on the middle of the sofa.

"Calm down? How the hell am I supposed to calm down knowing his kill and innocent child before it's even had the chance of living!?" He yelled.

I whimpered and pulled myself further into a ball all the while I was still crying, when Gerard turned to me and saw the state I was in all the anger from his face dropped and he look very guilty.

"Aww baby I'm so sorry. I-I didn't mean to lose my temper." He said as he came down and kneeled in front of me. I whimpered as he got closer and I could see the guilt in his eyes.

“I think you should leave.” I said in a small voice.

“Frankie I’m so sorry and I’ll leave if you really want me to but please don’t let me leave here with you being scared of me. I never want you to feel that way towards me; you and our child should be safe at all times and I never want you to-”

“Did you say our child?” I interrupted, his face instantly blushed.

“Yes I did, I think of that baby as my own and I want to raise it as my own, no questions about it.”

“But Josh is-”

“I don’t care about him, after he hurt you I will never care about him. I want to go down to the court and get some documents so that Josh can terminate his rights as a parent and I can adopt the baby.” Gerard said.

After he said that I started to break down crying again. Sobs were violently escaping my body, Gerard had sat on the sofa and pulled me into his lap and tried to calm me down by rubbing my back and whispering sweet things in my ear but I wasn’t about to pull myself together for another ten minutes.

“What’s wrong baby? Gerard asked when I had finally calmed down.

“I don’t deserve you.” I said, he stopped rubbing my back and grabbed my chin and made me look into his eyes.

“You truly are crazy if you think you don't derive me. I am the one who doesn’t deserve you.”