Oh Baby Let Me In

Frank's P.O.V I watched Gerard's shoulders shake as he cried with a locket wrapped around his hand. It broke my heart to see him like that. I just want to hold him so badly. But I know he'll only push me away. I sighed then sent mum a text. I'm trying so hard to help him. But he keeps pushing me away. Help? xxx It's okay to stay as long as he needs you. Don't give up. Poor kid is grieving. He'll need you. X But how do I get through to him? xxx Be yourself. Show him you care. Encourage him to eat. Just be there whether he likes it or not. X How do I get him to eat? xxx Remember how you always get your way with Bob? X Oh. So I should just keep talking and not shut up? xxx Exactly. Works with Bob. I'm so proud of you, honey. I love you. X Thanks, mum. Love you too. xxx I watched Gerard's back as he slowly calmed down. I have to do something. "Right." I said, standing up and walking around the bed to look at his face. "I didn't know your Grandma. But I do know that she loved you. I know because the only time I've seen you genuinely smiling is when I saw you with her. From things I've heard from Dad, she was awesome. Dad said how she would always talk about you. She thought that the sun shone out of your ass. So I guarantee that she wouldn't have wanted you to give in. Your a fighter, Gerard. I saw that when you stood up for Mikey and Pete. You were even going to take it for Billy. Don't stop fighting, Gerard. Keep up the fight. Don't let the Brendon's of this world beat you." Gerard just turned away and ignored me. "Fine." I sighed. "Movies it is then." I walked over to his DVD shelves and started reading out the titles. More to get him talking than to ask his opinion. "Right. We have a lot of horror movies. Let's see. There's A Nightmare Before Christmas. Err....Ghost Ship. Thirteen Ghosts. Err...Zombieland. There's World War Z. Arr....I see Z-Nation. That's a great series. We can watch that." I put the first disc in the DVD player and turned on the tv. "Doc is hilarious and 10K is fucking badass. Citizen z is awesome. Such an amazing program." I pressed play then sat by Gerard's feet. "Murphy is such a total dick. I can't decide whether he's good or bad." I talked about each episode in turn. But still no reaction. But there's no way I'm giving in. Halfway through the third episode, Mrs Way walked in with a tray of food. "Hey, Mrs Way." I greeted with a smile as I paused the DVD. "Hey, Frank." She smiled back. She put the tray on the bedside table. "Gee, honey. There's some pancakes and strawberry syrup for you and Frank. Your favourite. I made you both coffee too. You love your coffee almost more than us." Gerard didn't move at all. Mrs Way's smile vanished. "Come on, Gee, sweetie." She said, sadly. "Please eat something." I sighed when he didn't answer. "I'll try to get him to eat something." I said. Mrs Way flashed me a grateful, sad smile. "Thank you." She kissed Gerard on the head then left the room. "I'll make you a deal." I said gently. "If you'll eat your half and drink your coffee, I will stop talking for an hour afterwards." Still no answer. "Fine. Two hours. Last offer." "Make it the rest of the night and you've got a deal." Gerard mumbled. I grinned. Thanks Mum. "Okay." I exaggerated a moan. "It's a deal." Gerard turned around and sat up. He didn't look at me. He just picked up his plate and started eating, slowly. His eyes focused on his feet. I smiled at how adorable he looked. "I believe Mum made food for you too." Gerard pointed out, not looking at me. "If I have to eat it, so do you." "Fine." I picked up my plate and ate. After both of us finished eating, Gerard went back to laying on his side, facing away from me. "Thank you for eating, Gerard." I said. "You made a deal." Gerard sighed. "Besides, I only ate it to shut you up." "You're right." I grinned, pressing play on the DVD player. "A deals a deal." I spent the rest of the night watching DVD's. Gerard got up once to use the bathroom. He didn't look at me or speak. He just acted like I wasn't there. On his way back in, he pulled some spare blankets out of his cupboard with the mirror missing. He threw them on the floor beside me and climbed in bed. I set the blankets up to sleep on. Then sat on them and texted Mum. He ate something. Thanks for the advice. xxx No worries, sweetheart. How's he doing? X He's still ignoring everyone. But he did make a deal with me. He'd eat if I stopped talking for the whole night. xxx Wow. Can you actually do that? Is it possible? X Oh thanks Mum. I can stop talking you know. xxx Sleeping doesn't count. X Hey. That's not nice. xxx But it is true. X Well...yeah. But thanks for the vote of confidence, Mum. xxx Your welcome, sweetie. I love you. X Love you too. Good night. xxx Night. X I didn't go straight to sleep straight away. I sat up watching Gerard as he tossed and turned for hours. Occasionally he would sigh, sadly. Sometimes wiping away tears. Eventually he fell to sleep. So I watched him a little more. Then laid down and fell to sleep as I tried to think of a way to help him through this nightmare. I still had no ideas when I drifted off. I have to think of something.

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