Big Baby (Sequel to Cry Baby) (Frerard)

Gerard sleepily opened up his eyes and soon realized that he was no longer in his room. He was somewhere familiar. It was nothing but a pure white limbo. He stood up from the ground and looked all around him. He was alone.
“F-frank?” he called out, his voice echoing off into the distance. “F-frankie, wh-where are y-you?”
“Over here, Gee,” Frank said, his voice emerging from behind Gerard. He jumped and turned around, stunned by the sudden voice. Frank was standing there, smiling at him, his hands in his pockets. He looked so charming with his styled black hair, lip ring piercing, and dark clothes. Gerard couldn’t ask for anyone better than him.
“H-hi, F-frankie!” Gerard smiled, walking up to Frank and wrapping his arms around him, hugging him tight like a teddy bear.
“Gee, there’s something we need to talk about,” Frank replied simply, accepting Gerard’s embrace. “It’s very important,”
“Wh-what is it?” Gerard asked, cocking his head to the side.
“You need to leave soon. You need to come and find me,”
“R-really? Wh-why now?”
“Because, I miss you Gee. I miss playing my games with you. I miss kissing you. I miss everything about you,” Frank said as they separated.
“I m-miss you t-too, F-frankie….B-but I d-don’t have a lot of m-money to t-travel,”
“You have enough, Gee. You have the money in your piggy bank, remember?”
“Oh y-yeah, y-you’re r-right,” Gerard replied, just realizing that he has some money saved up in his Green Lantern piggy bank. “Th-that’s the m-money th-that I s-saved up f-from work!”
“Exactly. You can use that money for bus fare and so on,”
“I g-gotta ask M-mikey if I c-can go,” Gerard said, to which Frank nodded his head in disapproval.
“That’s not gonna work, Gerard. He isn’t going to let you go. You know how he is when you mention my name. You can’t let anyone know about this,”
“B-but I c-could g-get in t-trouble if I g-go without t-telling anyone!” Gerard whined. “I w-wanna be g-good!”
“Gerard, don’t you want to see me?” Frank asked sternly.
“Y-yeah, I d-do!”
“Well then, you gotta break the rules a little bit. You can pack a bag tomorrow and take off when nobody’s around. Got it?”
“O-okay, F-frankie,” Gerard sulked. “I really, r-really wanna s-see you, F-frankie. I r-really do!”
“I know, I wanna see you too, Gee. Like I said before, I miss you. You miss me, right?”
“Y-yeah, I do. I r-really miss y-you,”
“Then you wouldn’t be worrying about getting caught, would you?”
“N-no,” Gerard said reluctantly.
“Then you get to packing your bags when you wake up and make an escape plan. Got it?”
“G-got it,”
“Good, Gee,” Frank smiled, leaving a kiss on Gerard’s cheek. “It’s time to wake up,”
“It is?” Gerard asked.
“Yeah, Gee. Remember what I told you, okay?” Frank said as Gerard began to slip into his own consciousness. When he opened up his eyes, Frank was no longer there. He looked around and frowned, wishing that his best friend was right here with him, and can’t just hear his voice in his head. It wasn’t gonna last forever, though. Gerard was soon to be reunited with Frank. All he has to do is pack a bag and sneak out of the house when none of the attendees are looking. It looked easy on paper, but Gerard knew deep down that this truly wasn’t the case. After Gerard got dressed, he pulled out his suitcase from his closet and began to pack the bare essentials--a change of clothes, his toothpaste and toothbrush, his favorite stuffed bear that Frank gave to him when he was in the hospital, amongst other things. After he packed his bag and made doubly sure he had everything, he crept out of his room and checked the hallways of any attendees, or other people that live in the Rainbow House that might snitch him. The halls were thankfully empty, since it was still relatively early. After Gerard rushed to get his shoes on, he took his bag and jolted down the hall and down the stairs. It was all so easy for Gerard; he was already at the front door. Something wasn’t right, he thought to himself. Someone has got to be watching him. No one here would just let him waltz right out the door with no problem. Before he could think about it any further, it happened--one of the attendees, a girl named Jenny, stopped by Gerard when she got a good look at him. Her body was blocking the front door, much to Gerard’s worry.
“Where are you going?” she asked, her hands on her hips.
“N-nowhere,” Gerard lied, his body shaking from what was taking place. He was pushing the limits, and now there was no turning back. He had to get out of here and never come back, or else he had a feeling he’d be facing some pretty dire consequences.
“I don’t believe it, Gerard. What’s with that bag in your hands?” Jenny asked, nudging her head towards Gerard’s suitcase. “You know you’re not allowed to leave,”
“She’s right, you know,” said another attendee who walked towards Jenny, a tall guy named Chris. “Gerard, why don’t you set that bag down and head back upstairs?”
“N-no,” Gerard said, shaking his head. “I h-have to b-be somewhere. I-I need t-to be w-with F-frankie. L-let me g-go--”
“No, Gerard. You’re not leaving,” Chris said, blocking the front door and crossing his arms. “Head back upstairs right now--”
“N-no!” Gerard yelled, raising his voice and losing his patience. He knew he had to make a move in order to get past Chris. He soon thought of an idea as soon as he scanned Chris for a vulnerable spot. “L-let me g-go!”
“Owww!” Chris yelped, falling to his knees after Gerard kicked him in the jewels, running past him and Jenny. He dashed out the door with his bag and ran like hell, never looking back. Before he knew it, he was already out on the main street away from the group home. Gerard already began to feel his sides burn from all the running he’s done, but he knew he couldn’t stop. He had to keep going.
“Keep going, Gee. You can’t stop! They’re looking for you!” Frank demanded, making Gerard run faster. He ran and ran further away from the group home until it wasn’t even a visible dot in his view when he looked back. He knew that even though that was so, he had to keep walking. He had to walk into the city to catch the bus. He didn’t know where exactly it was gonna take him, but he had to look for Frank no matter what, even if it meant wandering around aimlessly. He’s never been away from here on his own, and it already felt so different to him. Gerard running away from home meant no more attendees to watch after him. It also meant nobody was gonna hold his hand anymore. He was on his own with only Frank’s voice to guide him.

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