Oh, Baby Let Me In

I scramble for my cell phone to call either Frank or Mikey. My heart was pounding in my chest and I had no idea what Billie Joe was doing at my house.

Then Billie Joe looks at me with a smug grin. “Relax, baby. I’m not here to hurt you.”
I sighed in relief, but still was terrified as well as confused. “What are you doing here, Billie?”
His grin resided. “I just came over to talk to you. I wanted to see you.”
“But why? I am with Frank and I don’t understand why you’d ever think I would want to see you.”

Right before he was about to answer me, Frank pulled up in front of the house, parking crooked. Frank steps out of the car as fast as he can and sprints over to Billie and I.

“What the fuck are you doing here?!”He shoves Billie backwards.
Billie smiles and laughs. “Calm down, shorty. I just wanted to talk to your boyfriend.”
“He doesn’t want to talk to you, Armstrong. So fuck off before I call the police!”
Billie Joe laughed again. “Come on now, Frankie. No need to get the law involved here.”
“Get out of here, Billie. Just go.” I called out to Billie, not wanting anyone to make a scene.
Frank groaned. “Don’t ever call me FRANKIE ever again, you scumbag!”
“Baby, calm down, please.”
Frank frowned and shook his head. “I’m sorry, Gerard. He has to go. NOW.”
I nodded my head in agreement. “Billie, I am not gonna tell you again. Get off of my property!”

Frank sighed in defeat and whipped out his cellphone and dialed a number, which I assumed was the local police station.

A few minutes after Frank made the phone call, a police car drove up and parked in back of Frank’s car. An officer stepped out of the vehicle, leaving the car on.

A very tall man with long brown hair appeared in front of the three of us. “Hi. I’m officer Padalecki. What seems to be the problem here?”
I bit my lip nervously. “Hi, um, officer.” I pointed to Billie Joe. “This is my ex boyfriend. I asked him to leave my property, but he will not listen.”
Officer Padalecki nodded. “Uh-huh. Mind telling me your names?”
Frank spoke. “No problem, Officer Padalecki. I’m Frank Anthony Thomas Iero Jr.”
The officer chuckled. “That’s quite a long name, my man.”
Frank smiled and blushed. “I suppose it is, Sir.”
I cleared my throat before I began to speak. “I-I’m Gerard Arthur Way.”
“And you are?..”
Billie Joe talked for the first time since the officer got here. “Billie Joe Armstrong.”

The cop took down our birthdays and addresses.

“Look, it seems like Mr. Way here does not want you here, so kindly leave or I will be forced to make you leave.”
Billie Joe shrugged and threw his arms up in the air. “Fine. Whatever.”

And just like that, Billie Joe was gone. I was relieved.

“Alright, if he gives you a problem again, feel free to contact the authorities, Gerard. Okay? You could special request me if I’m available. Here’s my number.” He jotted down his number on a tiny note pad and tore the piece of paper out, and handed it to me.

“Thank you, Officer. But if it’s possible, could I uh, get a restraining order against him?”
Frank immediately looked at me, stunned. “Are you sure you wanna do that, Gee?”
I nodded. “I do. I don’t want anything like this happening again.”
Officer Padalecki scratched the back of his neck. “I’ll tell you what, give it one more shot. If he bothers you one more time, call the police and we will get that restraining order worked out, alright?”
I sighed but agreed anyway. “Sure. That is fine.”
“Great. Now you two stay safe.”

Officer Padalecki left a few minutes later leaving Frank and I by ourselves on the front porch. I lit a cigarette the first chance I got. I inhaled the smoke into my lungs and blew it out contently.
Frank stared at me and took the cigarette out of my hands and took a drag and handed it back to me.

He kissed my forehead. “I need to take a shower. Are you going to be okay, baby?”
“Yeah, I’ll be fine. I’m gonna finish my cig then I’ll come inside.”
“Okay. I love you.”
“I love you too.”

****
I poured myself a glass of iced tea and sat down on the couch while I waited for Frankie to finish up in the shower. I cannot believe this all had happened. I cannot believe I might have to get a restraining order against my ex boyfriend.

It wasn’t too long before Frank came out into the living room dressed in red and white flannel pajama pants. I giggled because they were my pajama pants and were too big for him. But then I lcked my lips when I noticed he wasn’t wearing a shirt.

Frank smirked and sat down next to me and pulled me close to him. He kissed me tenderly and I snuggled against his side. “You smell amazing.”
Frank giggled and kissed me again. He then made a sniffing sound and grinned. “Surprisingly, you smell good too.”

I laughed and playfully smacked him. I probably smell like cigarette smoke, which isn’t really too pleasant.

“So, what do ya wanna do? Up to doing anything?”
“I’m starving. Are you hungry?”
“Oh my God, yes. I’m starving too. I’m gonna whip up some spaghetti, if you have the stuff to make it.”
I laughed and gave him a quick kiss. “Sounds excellent. I’ll see if there’s anything good on TV while you cook. If I can’t find anything decent to watch, we can just put on a movie.”
“Sounds like a plan.”

A half an hour later, Frank finished making spaghetti and garlic bread. I browsed through my DVD collection and settled on watching Forrest Gump. It’s not my usual choice of movies, but for some reason I wanted to watch it.

I got the movie set up while Frank dished out our food. He poured me some more iced tea and he got himself some water.

We ate our food and watched the movie. Frank fell asleep a little more than half way through, so I shut the movie off and put away the leftovers. I washed up the dirty dished and put them away.

Finally, I woke Frank up and told him we should just go the bedroom and go to bed. He didn’t protest. I slipped into my Star Wars t-shirt and black sweat pants and crawled into bed with Frank. He fell back asleep in no time. I was soon to fall asleep with him.

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