It was raining. I'm sitting on Gerard's porch in the pouring rain, and I am crying. I'ts been a week since Frank's funeral and I miss him, but mostly I'm afraid. Afraid of things that will happen in the future, or that could happen. The door behind me creeks open.
"Vanya?" Gerard whispers behind me.
"Yes?"
"Are you okay?"
I shake my head. I feel him wrap his arms around me, trying to comfort me but I pull away.
"What's wrong?" he says looking hurt.
"Gerard....I'm afraid."
"Of me?"
"No...I'm afraid that you're going to leave me. Not like break up with me but physically leave me....like Frank."
"Vanya, I love you."
"I know, but so did Frank."
"No, I love you more than anything in the whole world. I would do anything for you. I would never leave you because I love you. I'm in love with you. Please...."
"What?"
"I need you."
"What do you mean."
"If it weren't for you, I would be dead too."
And with that, he pulls me in close and kisses me. That's all I remember before I passed out.