Oh, How Things Change (frerard mpreg)

Chapter 18

So sorry I haven't updated I'm a bad noodle and I apologize

But hey, how does Jack White make you feel?
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"Gerard?" Frank asked.

"Yeah?" I respond turning my head to look at him.

"You haven't been to your house, like at all. Do your parents know?"

"No." I responded shortly.

"Are you going to tell them?"

"Nope."

"They're your parents. They kinda need to know, babe."

"No." I spoke again sternly.

"And why not?" He asked.

"Because they're assholes."

"So. They're still your parents."

"They shouldn't be. They're assholes."

"A lot of parents are assholes Gerard." Frank said matter o factly.

"So? It's not like they care anyway, so I don't see the point in telling them." I spoke crossing my arms over my chest.

"Well, we need to make up for not telling Mikey by telling your parents."

"No. I don't think so."

"Well, too bad. Let's go. Come on."He stuck his hands out to help me up and I sighed but accepted.

"Fine." I huffed.

Frank knocked on the door to my house while I crossed my arms again and looked around annoyed.

Mikey opened the door a few seconds later.

"Hey Mikey," Frank said. "Your parents home?"

"Yeah. In the living room."

We walked into the house and into the living room and they were watching TV. Ironically 16 and pregnant.

When my mom saw me she asked very sternly. "Gerard where have you been?

"Frank's." I replied shortly.

"Well, you know its been like a month." My dad stated.

"Yeah, well I happen to love the father of my child." I said with a smirk.

"What?" My father spat.

"Your heard me, but what threw you off, the loving him or me being pregnant?" I asked sassily.

"You're pregnant? Haven't either of you heard of a thing called a condom?"

"Well duh," Frank said obviously. "didn't think we'd need one though. I didn't know I'd get him pregnant."

"What the hell Gerard? You didn't tell him that?" Mother asked shocked thinking I was an idiot.

"I didn't fucking know!" I exclaimed. "No one fucking told me!"

"Oh. I thought we told you that." Mother said her face softening and she slouched down on the couch.

"It would've been a nice thing to fucking know." I retorted

"Watch your mouth." Father spat.

"No, fuck you." I said turning around to leave.

He grabbed the back of my shirt pulling me back almost making me almost lose my balance. Frank looked pretty pissed to say the least.

"Don't talk to me that way." He spat turning me around to face him.

"I'll do what ever I fucking want." I said breaking out of his grasp and grabbing Frank's hand. After that he lead us out of the house and back to his.

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Shit. I ran out of ideas. I'm sorry

Gosh I'm such a failure.