Lindsey had been a single mom. No boyfriend. Nothing.mHer number one thing on her mind was her daughter, Bandit. She knew about Gerard accident, she wasn't mad but she couldn't help but be jealous and angry. She didn't care that he was gay she could honestly tell, it was the fact that she was left alone to take care of a child.

"Lindsey were here," Frank shouted walking threw the door. "Awesome she's been feed and she's sleeping in her-," she stopped staring at the boy with long shoulder length hair to his shoulder, "Gerard....," her face went blank.


"Hi Lindsey I'm Gerard it's nice to meet you," he smile warmly at her putting his hand out to shake. "Don't- you remember me," tears filled her eyes. "Oh no, I'm sorry I kinda lose my memory after a day. I can't remember anything since my accident in 2012," he laughed awkwardly.

"No Gerard you lost your memory in 2014! I was there when you were hit by the car- because we where in a fight about bandit, our kid," she yelled.

"Wait what?!?," Gerard said confused.

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"I get a call from the owner that your drinking, are you out of your mind?!? What happening to staying sober Gee? Are you going to raise a kid like this," she screamed while getting him out of his chair.

"I needed to drink after finding out, me a gay man is having a kid with a student from his art class, your were just a experiment to see if I was bisexual-,".

"Oh honey your not. You're gay," she rolled her eyes.

"What are we gonna do," he sat on the side of the wall near the entrance to the bar. "Well," she sat next to him, "your gonna have to stop dying your hair,".

"Lindsey I'm being serious," he stood up walking to street, "we can't do this,".

"I know Gerard but we can't ju- Gerard look out!,".

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Lindsey ran out of the room crying into Bandits room. Frank sat Gerard down on the couch leaving him staring into his eyes softly, "let me go talk to her. Okay?," Gerard nodded his head softly.

Frank stood up walking to Bandits room.He walked in the room, he looked around at the white apartment walls. Seeing little elephant stickers on the walls, pictures of Lindsey and Bandit together, some with Frank. He saw the innocent in the room, he walked over to Lindsey and Bandit and saw innocent in Bandits eyes.

"Are you sure it's him," Frank interrupted the peaceful silence. "I'm positive," Lindsey said quietly. Frank stared at the infant playing with her tiny hands, "I believe you. But there has to be something wrong with his memory," he said turning to her.

"Yeah I figured," she sighed, "What are we going to do," tears rolled down her face. "I don't know," he held Lindsey in his arms letting her tears roll down her face then down his shirt.

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Gerard didn't know what to do, he felt dirty.

His hair didn't feel like his, his mouth felt gross and disgusting, wanting -needing- for alcohol. He stood up feeling dizzy and barely being able to walk. He made his way down the hall to the bathroom, hearing light sobs down the hall. He sighed. He walked into the bathroom, confused. He could barely see, his eyes were watery, his vision was blurry.

Flash back randomly coming back to him. He was disgusted on what he was seeing, random people, random women, drinking and drugs. He stumbled to the sink staring into the mirror, "my hairs disgusting," he mumbled to himself. He searched threw the cabinet looking for scissors. "Okay let's do this," he picked up his hair making snips, random snips. He chuckled, " I don't even know what I am doing," his words began to slur. He put down the scissors, trying to stand still but instead tumbling over himself falling unconscious. . .

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"Gerard, is special to me. I'll take him to the doctor after today, then everything will be settled and then you two will be in the video and we'll-,".

"We'll?," she asked removed herself from his chest. "I really love him Lindsey, I can't leave him. Ever," she sighed, "I never knew you were such a flaming homosexual," she smirked. He laughed, " shut up,". They stood in waiting for the silence to end. "I have to go to work, when I get back we talk to Gerard," she said sternly.

Frank rolled his eyes at his older sister, "okay m-," he stopped himself mid sentence. Lindsey began to walk out the room, as soon as she left Bandit began to wake. He picked her up, and sat down in the rocking chair holding the delicate child in his arms.

."F-Frank come here- I think he- he's dead," Lindsey cried out. Frank ran over there, carrying the small child in his arms down the hallway to the bathroom. Gerard was unconscious on the bathroom floor with his hair all around him? Frank sighed, "he'll be okay," Lindsey looked up at him tears in her eyes, "a-are you s-s-sure?," she said. Frank rolled his eyes, "yeah I'll clean up this mess," she nodded her head making her way out the door.

Frank looked at Bandit and saw her beautiful eyes gleaming at him she looked like Gerard, he couldn't deny it, she did. He sighed putting bandit in her bouncer by the balcony. He watched her go up and down, until he remembered Gerard.

He sighed going to the bathroom picking up Gerard bridal style and laying him on the couch. He went to the bathroom vacuum all the hair. He laughed at the thought that Lindsey kept the vacuum in the bathroom. He threw away the hair. He sighed going over Bandit, "I wish I could see my daughter," he said quietly, then tears began to roll down his face, "I miss them so much,".

Notes

IM SORRY I GET GROUNDED ALOT AND I JUST GOT MY LAPTOP BACK AGAIN...my friends all laugh at me because my mom treats me like im six