There was a room. I walked down the hallway, I walked slowly. My heart pounded as I heard moans. They walls covered pictures, of me and Gerard.

As I walked closer to the room. Many locks were kept on the door, and I reached it, I used my keys I had in my pocket I'm guessing for the room. I unlocked each and every lock, and I heard Gerard in there, moaning.

I opened and Gerard, and then I saw Gerard...fucking some girl on a sex swing.

Her brown hair fell as Gerard nailed into her harder and harder as I stood there in watched lost for words, until I spoke up.

"Gee..." I say quietly.

The swing stops as he gets off the girl, "Frankie I'm sorry," he says looking at me with eyes full of worry. My heart drops to my stomach as I run out of the room.

"Frankie I'm sorry," he tells only running out of the room in his boxers. He lightly puts his hand on my shoulder.

"Frank she's just some girl I love you-".

"Bullshit," I yell, turning around, jerking out of his touch, "I hate you you've cheated on me so many times! I left my family for you and this is how you treat me," .

Tears form in my eyes, no I won't cry in front of him. He's not going to see me cry.

"I'm 25 years old Gerard and you've cheated on me eight times," I say going down the stairs and opening the door, "were threw,".

I woke up in cold sweat. I've been having this dream for awhile now. I've memorized it faster than a band can memorized there own lyrics.

My mom came back last week, and I've been avoiding her and Gerard a lot lately. Schools what I've been spending most of my time on. Funny, right? I'm probably the only teen at my school who spends most there time studying and asking teachers for lessons ahead. It helps keep my mind off things guess.

After I fucked Gerard we haven't really talked. I've kept to myself and he has too. Our relationship is the same as it was before we kissed. It's okay I guess, I should. It was a fling, and it's over. The good things don't really last.

I've spent this weekends at my dads and it's now Sunday and I should be heading home in a couple of hours. It'll be nice, my moms throwing a dinner party tonight which will be nice, she's aloud me to invite my friend, Ray. He's pretty cool.

"Frank we slept in! We were suppose to be at your moms an hour ago," my dads yells from the downstairs.

I check my phone, 2:01pm. Shit, I thought it was eleven.

I quickly scarmbled off my bed and got my bag and stuffed my stuff inside of the bag and quickly threw on an old pair of jeans and yesterday's shirt, and quickly went downstairs.

"We will get breakfast at McDonalds," my dad says, throwing me the car keys, "what the hell," I say, running out the door with him following.

"You drive," he offers, I shrug getting in the drivers seat and drive the black pick up truck to the closest McDonalds.

Once we finished he drove me home and we said our goodbyes and made my way inside the house.

"Mom! Gerard! I'm home," I yell making my way to my room.

I get to room opening the door and set my stuff down and pulled out a piece of paper and began to work on my sonnet extra credit for English.

"You've been working yourself too hard Frankie," Gerard said as he wraps his arms around me.

I shrug, "I don't know I guess I'm just trying to get my grades up," I says I write. Gerard puts his hand on mine and stops me.

"Take a break honey, let's watch a movie or something," he says as he peppers kiss along my neck and jaw. I relax into his touch, then flashbacks from the dream.

I quickly got up from my seat and started to walk to the bathroom,"I need to shower,".

He grabbed my arm, turning me around and pinning me up against a wall, "what's wrong Frankie," I swirm out of him touch. "Nothing Gerard- let me go," I say, as his grip grew stronger.

"Frank what's wrong. You've been acting weird," he says concerned. I sigh, "I don't know I've just been having pretty odd dreams...I guess," I say with a unsure of myself. He lets go of me, and takes my hand and drags me to my room, he sits down on my desk seat and pulls me down on his lap.

"This may sound stupid but, I'm always here," he says burying his face in the crook of my neck, and wraps arms my waist, and put my arms on top of his.

I let a few tears slip, "I know Gerard..I know,".

Notes

I'm currently cuddled up on my bed watching AHS and here's a chapter