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Yours Truly, Frankie

Letter 2

For Gee,

It's been three days and you finally show up. I've waited all day for this. You came home around one-thirty, but you didn't even look at me as I told you I had missed you, you just walked past me. Three days since you left and you come back only to ignore me. It hurts worse than you think to be honest.. I followed you into the kitchen to ask you if you wanted me to make you anything; you just grabbed a soda and grunted then proceeded to go into the den. That hurt me too, I had just gone grocery shopping. I bought your favorite things to eat... I haven't touched any of it though, it's yours. I've been eating my own instant noodles, you know the ones you got me hooked on?

I yet again followed you into the den, I sat beside you but you continued to ignore me. I also tried to make conversation... but you got upset with me... you gave me a hand print Gee... you hit me... what did I do..?

I've spent the past few hours up here crying silently, you haven't checked on me though.. I didn't expect you to..




Gerard walked up the hallway to the bathroom, needing to relieve himself when he heard sniffles. Curiously he opened the bedroom door finding his significant other crying into a pillow, his pillow. He could tell Frank was trying to be as quiet as he could, but Gerard got irritated at the sound of him crying.

"Frank."

His head shotup staring at Gerard with wet eyes. Not expecting to see Gerard.

"Gee?" Frank said almost in a whisper. Gerard's eyes hardened once again since opening the door and he walked over to Frank.

Roughly grabbing the the top of Frank's arms Gerard began to get violent. His eyes holding nothing but anger, Franks holding fear.

"Don't you know how to shut the fuck up?!" Frank could only stare helplessly into Gerard's hazel eyes.

"W-wh-"

"Shut the fuck up you fucking baby!" Gerard yelled as he roughly shook Franks helpless figure and threw him back on the bed. Frank hit his head. Gerard stalked back out the room and headed towards the bathroom.


You gave me a major concussion. I have head trauma. One of my eyes now faces towards my nose. I have a slight stutter now too.

You hurt me Gee. Majorly. It's okay though, I know you didn't mean it, I forgive you. I know you wouldn't intentionally hurt me, I understand I made you angry. I'm sorry Gee Bear.

It's okay.

I forgive you.

From Yours Truly,
Frankie

Notes

I cried while writing this.

Comments

Oh!!! I did not expect that, but maybe I should have? Glad to see Frankie being treated nice :) Great to see an update.

SaskiaK SaskiaK
8/5/17

I'm so in love with this fic omg

Oh, I don't know who to feel worse for :( Gerard needs help. And he needs to stop hurting Frank. It's so sad! (Btw - please don't cut school. A good education is so important. You have imagination and flair. Don't waste that. You're never going to be interested in everything, no one is, but stick with it. Give yourself the best start you can and you can do anything with your life). Sas x

SaskiaK SaskiaK
4/21/17
You cried! What about us? :'( What is he doing to poor Frankie?? And why is he letting him? I just want to gather him up. Great so far. So few words, yet so emotional - very impressive! Sas x
SaskiaK SaskiaK
4/21/17