Frank's POV

I walked about a mile until I got to my cousins work. I walked in to see my cousin sitting on the counter, she smiled when saw me, god I love Jamia. "hey Frankie what do you want? A tattoo," she giggled hopping off the counter. She gave me a hug, "I can't I'm only 15, I wish," I laughed.

"I will give you one," I heard from the back.

Lindsey

"you can't, it's illegal," I laughed nervously.

"I don't care,".

"I have no money,".

"it's on me,".

"okay,".

She smiled heading to the back again, Jamia running after her.

Jamia and I kinda grew up together. Even tho she is 5 years older than me we are extremely close. Her and Lindsey have been friends forever, so I saw Lindsey growing up. She was cool until kissed me when I was 10, I told her I liked someone else. Then she punched me.

"Frankie come back here!," Lindsey called to me.

I ran back there to see she knew what she wanted to put in my body, a jack-o-lantern. "do you like it?," she asked a bit nervously.

"yeah! It's amazing Lindsey," I said. I was honestly excited. I love tattoos, there amazing.

"are you sure you want this Frank?," Jamia looked at me with a worried look on her face."yeah Jamia," I said back.

I took off my shirt, then laying down quickly hoping they wouldn"t notice the semi fresh cuts under my arm.

I'm not ready for that talk yet.

After about 45 minutes Lindsey was done. I got up to go check it out in the mirror, completely forgetting about the cuts. I loved it. Jamia covered the tattoo then all of a sudden," frank what the hell are those," Jamia came grabbing me pinning me up to lifting up my arm. "f-frank, are those?," tears began to fall down my face. "lemme explain please," I said walking towards the front. "yeah explain please, " Lindsey said behind Jamia.

I sighed. I knew this day would come, " I'm severely depressed. I'm a mess. I cut myself to make the pain stop for a bit. Just a little bit. I couldn't tell anyone, not you, not you, not Gee-. Wanna know something crazy? I just got in a relationship with Gee and i probably fucked it up," I walked pasted them grabbing my shit not listening a word there saying, then walking out and going to Gerard's.

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I got back to Gee's seeing his dad had left.

I walked threw the front door to see Mikey and Emily sitting on the couch to the left. I even didn't bother to say hi, I just ran up the stairs to see Gerard.

When I opened the door to his room, I saw him asleep with a bottle a vodka in his hands, and our English project on the side. I picked his up and decided to read it. . .

Dear Diary,

I fucked up. I fucked up good. When he ran out I didn't even go after him. i just let him go. what if a i lose him? he amazing and makes me smile.
Frank iero makes me forget everything bad in my life and springs up the good reminding someone does care, he loves me and i love him more than words can explain. Gerard youve fucked up good this time watching a boy like that walk away from you.

love, Gee

I set the journal to he ground, took the bottle out of his hand the layed down next to him. I turned to my left side then I wrapped my arms around his waist.

"frankie?," he said waking up.

" yes my love," I said looking up at him.

He started crying pulling us up, then putting his head in my chest. "please frankie never do that again please," he begged. "I promise sweetie I won't," I said beginning to cry myself. "i love you baby," he said putting his head up then kissing me. "i love you too," i said back then smiling.

He asked me so many questions about my depression and self harm, I wasn"t used to talking about it so much- but it felt safe with Gee... I trust him.

Notes

okay please do not hate me for making Jamia franks cousin. please dont hate me.