After band practice, Gerard and i walked home. His mom, Dona, welcomed me home with a giant hug. i had gotten used to her sympathy, but it got worse after she found out about me and Frank splitting. I groaned inwardly as i noticed i was still wearing the neclace. I needed to burn it. But... i couldn't get him out of my mind. Anytime i closed my eyes i saw his gorgeous Hazel eyes, his perfect smile, or his adorable italiian olive skin. When it was silent i could hear his laugh, or his voice. He haunted me every waking hour, and every hour i spent asleep. i Began to write songs about him even. I ran up to the room Gerard and i shared, and i locked the door before Breaking down crying. I curled up in a ball on my bed, sobbing. I took of the leather jacket and started looking for my box cutter. I thought i heard the door open and close but i ignored it and kept crying as i searched. I finally turned around and saw Gee standing in the middle of the room with my box cutter in his hand.
"No honey. Not again baby girl." He opened his arms and i ran into them sobbing. "Promise me that you won't anymore." and with that he held me for an hour, eventually we sat down and he still held me, as i cried.
"I'm-i'm so sorry... im ashamed." i muttered about crying in frot of him.
"No sweetie. It's all good. You getting it out finally. Now hon tell me whats wrong." Gerard said in that intoxicating voice of his.
"It's just... oh Gee i cant get him out og my head... it feels like my hearts been shattered beyond repair... i cant breath when im around him and one look in my song book prooves im not over him." i sobbed. "He's in every thought i have. I can't stand the pain anymore. It hurts so f****** bad gee. Sometime i think ill die alone. I cant stand seeing him with that hussy Emily. It's so rough Gee." i sobbed in his arms for a while longer before we noticed he walked in the room.
"Gee... what am i supposed to do? i mean if you look in my song book its clear im not over him, but i ant let him see my pain... he'd just feel bad... but it was my fault. i was stupid. i was weak... and i lost him. oh Gee idk what to do i need Frankie!" i said wiping away the tears. Then i heard it, the sound of glass shattering and my head snapped up along with Gerards. There he was.... He was standing in the door way, above a mess of shattered glass and cake. He ran out of the room, his face a mixture of pain and surprise. but after that all i saw was his beautiful olive skin.
and his Hazel eyes.
And his gorgeous black hair.
and...... frankie.........