Ten Reasons (Frerard)

Chapter 26: Promises and Oh Shit

~Time Skip, a month and a half- Wednesday, last week of school before Spring Break~

Gerard's POV

Where is he when I need him?

This is the second fucking time this has happened this week alone. I hate to admit it, but this has sorta been going on for a few weeks or so. We're past the middle of the year, school ends soon and I'm a senior. That means I'm going off to college or something in the fall.

As I sat by myself, crying into my knees that were up against my chest, I had to resist the urge to punch a whole in the wall.

Today he said he'd be doing something with Jamia- that I have no problem with. But the fact that he hasn't answered my three texts and four missed calls doubles my panic and makes me sorta mad. Then again, I don't know what they could be doing.

And we have the day off of school due to some teacher thing.

It's been an hour since he last talked to me. My panic episode only started a few minutes ago. I know, I'm probably overreacting, but it sorta pisses me off. Even though it's been almost six months since we started dating, I'm still not used to this and in the back of my mind, it's still a prank or something.

I know that I shouldn't think badly of myself, but after years of doing it, I can't help it. Yeah, ever since Frank, I haven't done it that often.

But every once in a while when I'm alone and thinking, I just wonder.

It's so scary... Then every time I start to think, I take one look at him and forget everything.

I don't know how long I was laying there, staring at the ceiling, tears slipping from my eyes freely like a river, but my phone rang.

"Fucking finally." I thought to myself. It was indeed Frank calling me back.

Relieved, I answered immediately. "Gee? Baby what's wrong? Did something happen?" he asked worriedly.

"I-I'm okay, I think. W-when do y-you get back?" I stuttered. "I'm on my way, Jamia will drop me off at your house." he said. "No no no, don't stop whatever you're doing. I can wait." I rushed out.

"Baby, we're done. Look, I'll explain everything when I get there, okay?" he said. "Okay." I said weakly.

Then he hung up and I fell back against my bed, beginning to cry again.

I don't know how long it was before I heard the front door open and close, then footsteps above me and them running down the stairs.

At this point, Frank and Pete are simply allowed to walk right in.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Frank stop at the bottom of the stairs. He shrugged his jacket off and kicked off his shoes before rushing over to me. "Gee? What happened?" He asked, sitting on my bed next to me.

I sat up and wiped the tears from my face.

As I went to speak, I made eye contact with Frank and forgot everything. "Baby...?" he asked again when I stayed silent.

I looked away at once, and unfortunately, everything came back. "I'm scared, Frankie." was all I said before he was sitting directly behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist, leaning his head on my shoulder.

"Of what, Gee?" he asked quietly.

"Everything." I whimpered. "S-school, life, you, everything."

I felt Frank pull away from me. And I almost panicked thinking I said the wrong thing but dismissed those thoughts once he moved to sit in front of me so he could look at me.