I'll let you go

Chapter 15
Franks p.o.v

“Cherry, we have to.” I sigh, looking pleadingly at her. Gerard looks sympathetically at me, knowing how much I have being harsh with her, but some times it had to happen.
“I don't wanna! I wanna stay and play with my toys!” She grumps back at me, stomping her small foot.
“You don't want to go school shopping? Get some brand new stuff?” I ask softly, trying to keep my calm.
“No!” She whined, stomping her foot again.
“Cherry, that's enough. Go to your room and fetch your jacket. Were leaving whether you like it or not.” Gerard demands, looking seriously at her. She glared at him, but sautered away, stomping her small feet with every step. I sigh and lean against the kitchen counter, closing my eyes. I feel Gerard put his hands on my wait, gently kissing my temple.
“I love you.” He whispers, making me smile and slip my arms around him.
“I know.” I answer, smiling gently. Cherry returns a second later, a sweater on and an angry frown intact.
“Let's go!” Gerard chirps, smiling at Cherry and I. I nod and take his hand, then reach for Cherry’s. She completely ignores me, taking Gerard’s other hand instead. I sighed, feeling quite stung by the action.
I get that she was only five, but that shit hurts. I ignore the feeling and grab my keys, locking the door on our way out.
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We walk around the mall, taking our time to look at each store. We had already bought most of the stuff we needed, so we decided to go to the food court.
“What about pizza?” Gerard asks, smiling down at me.
“We eat that way too much.” I respond, swinging our joined hands between us.
“I want a burger.” Cherry says, looking up at me. I smile at her, happy that she's not upset with me anymore.
“Alright sweety. You okay with that Gee?” I ask, looking happily at him. He smiles back and nods, leading us to a small place made just for hamburgers.
“I’ll order, okay?” Gerard says, gesturing for us to take a sweet. I nod and peck his cheek before taking a seat on one of the tables. Cherry sits down beside me happily, her hand still in mine.
We sit in silence, me surveying the area. I almost bug out when I see another familiar face, one id surely thought i'd never, ever see again.
“Jayden?” I call out, a little too loud for someone who's standing only three tables away from me. He turns, confusion evident on his face.
“Do I...do I know you?” He asks, gently, smiling kindly at me.
“Uh...you used to, I guess. My name’s Frank...you saved my friends and I’s life.” I say quietly, trying to keep a cool demeanor. He stared at me for a second, uncomprehending, until recognition flickered on his face.
“Oh! Oh my God, it's you! How are you dude? I can't even believe this.” H says excitedly, walking over and holding out his arms. I get up and hug him, an excited smile on my face.
“I’m good man! Y’know just hanging in there. How about you? What’ve you been up to these days?” I ask, smiling so hard it hurts my cheeks.
“Nothing much, man. Just workin, that's about it.” He responds, smiling back at me. “Who's this?” He asks, gesturing toward Cherry. She looks warily at him, before smiling at him as a peace offering.
“This is my daughter, Cherry.” I answer, grinning as shock takes over his features.
“Your daughter?” He asks, starting to grin a little.
“Not..biologically, but yes. Long story.” I explain, looking loving at Cherry.
“Uh...hello?” I hear Gerard’s questioning voice behind me. I turn, seeing him smile kindly but at the same time questioningly.
“Is this...Gerard?” Jayden asks, looking stunned.
“Yes...do I know you?” Gerard asks, looking weirdly at him. He takes his seat beside, handing me my veggie burger and Cherry her hamburger.
“Yeah, well, you used to. My names Jaden.” He explains, still smiling. Gerards eyes flash with recognition. He smiles brightly, but his eyes seem pained.
“Holy sh- crap! It's been forever!” He says, correcting his language because of Cherry. She’s completely ignoring us, acting as if we bore her.
“Yeah, man! It's good to see you. I was actually about to get going, I have to go meet with my lawyers for my divorce.” He explains. I feel my face flush with shock. He only looked about 25, 26 maybe? Marriage?“Oh, wow.” I say, looking at his happy face. He seems a little to happy for someone who was about to lose someone they were suppose to love forever.
“You wanna swap numbers before you go?” Gerard offered, smiling at him.
“Sure!” He said happily, grabbing a pen out of his pocket. I watched as they wrote each others numbers on theirs arms, smiling at Jayden when they finished.
“Okay, I’ve gotta get going. I’ll talk to you guys later!” Jayden says, waving as he turned to leave. I called a quick goodbye, smiling as I watch him leave.
We sat down again, digging into our food. I watched Gerard, seeing the haunted look in his fiery hazel eyes.
“Baby, what's wrong?” I ask, putting my hand on his arm. He look at me, trying to wipe the apparent pain off his face.
“Nothing, i'm fine, my love.” He responds, smiling at me. I didn't believe him for a second.
“Honey, you gotta tell me when stuffs wrong. It's how relationships work.” I say, scooting closer to him. He sighed, picking up a french fry.
“I just, everytime I see something- someone from our past, it hurts. Its hurts to know I was stupid enough to get into a car drunk and possibly kill all of you. In fact, I did kill someone.” He explains, looking down at our intertwined fingers. I sighed, resting my head on his shoulder.
“I love you.” I whisper, feeling pain ache my heart.
“I love you too.” He says, kissing my head. I sat up and continued to eat, my hand still in his. Cherry sat contently, entertaining herself by throwing weird looks at strangers.
We finish eating, getting up in silence. We walk to the car, Cherry being suspiciously quiet. I decided to drive Gerard’s car home, seeing as he really wasn't in a good mood.
It was dead silent. It really fucking bothered me.
“Cherry, you wanna go spend some time with Uncle Mikey?” I asked, looking at her in the rearview mirror. She grins and nods eagerly, making me smile.
“Gerard, baby, can you call your brother and ask him if he wants to pick up Cherry?” I ask sweetly, setting my hand on his thigh, He smiled and nodded, getting his phone out of his pocket.
I knew Mikey would say yes. He absolutely adored Cherry and vise versa.
The Way’s just seems to love little kids. I was unbelievably thankful they liked kids, because i had no idea where i'd be without them.
The boys chatted for a second, and surprise surprise, Mikey said yes. As soon as we got home I began to unload the car as Gerard took Cherry inside. Just as I’m getting the last abgs out of the car, Mikey pulls up.
Hee has a grin on his normally expressionless face. That is, until he sees me.
“What's wrong?” He demands, nearing me. I raise an eyebrow.
“Nothing- just, i'll tell you later. Okay?” I beg, looking at him in a desperate kind of way. He helps me get the rest of the bags, replacing his smile. We walk inside, him setting the bags down on the counter. I do the same, following after him as we walk into the living room.
“Uncle Mikey!” Cherry yells, jumping in Mikey’s arms.
“Where's your other half?” Gerard asks, smiling at Mikey.
“Left hi at home. He’s having a hard day.” He says, looking down at Cherry and frowning.
“Aren't we all.” I mutter under my breath.
They chat some more, but I’m not listening. I’m watching Gerard. Why is he so fucking sad?
Eventually they leave, making the house dead silent.
Gerard sits there, staring at me. I do the same, searching his eyes for something other than sadness.
“I love you,” I blurt, making him raise his eyebrows.
“I know. I love you to, Frankie.” He says sweetly. There's an edge in his voice though.
“Stop it!” I yell standing up. “Stop!”
“What?” He asks meekly, tilting his head.
“Stop being sad! I love you, you bastard! Love me back! Be happy, because you love me back and I make you happy! Right?!” I cream, throwing my hands all over. He looks alarmed, as if I said something invalid.
“You beautiful bastard! I want to marry you, you know that?!” I yell again, walking over to the kitchen counter and slamming my hands on it.
“I want to marry you to.” He says softly, following me into the kitchen.
“So fucking marry me? Let's go get married!” I snarl, grabbing his hands.
“No,” He says softly. I wince, feeling the pain of that small word.
“Why?” I ask, my voice still loud.
“Because you think it's just going to magically heal me. You're doing this because you think it's what i want.” He explains, looking softy=ly.
“No! No, no, no!” I shout, dropping his hand. “I want you! I want all of you, for better or for worse! You fucker, marry me!” I shout. He just laughs.
“Your so cute when you're angry with me.” He says, leaning toward me and taking my face into his hands. “Ill marry you anytime you want, baby.” He whispers against my lips.
“Were going to vegas and getting married on saturday.” I declare, pressing my lips against his.
“You got it babe.” He says, smiling and kissing me again.
“Oh my God, just, can you fuck me now?” I asks, pushing him toward the bedroom.
“Yes sir.”
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You're gonna be all I needed
You make me feel like a dream
Whoever you are
Baby, you are
The one I'm waiting for
You're my ever- everlasting love
My ever- everlasting love
And I'm never ever giving up
'Til you're laying next to me
I'm lookin' for that ever- everlasting love
Forever ever kind of touch
And I'll never ever get enough
Baby, we were meant to be

Notes

Wft did I just do?

Well, I'm off to organize a wedding!

Stay safe, love yourselves!

xoxMay<3