The World is Ugly, But You're Beautiful to Me.

I Won't Let Them Take The Light Behind Your Eyes.

Emily's POV:

I sat there for a half hour just lost in my thoughts and guilt. Just weighing my mind down with negative thoughts and being mad at myself. I am snapped out of it by a quiet knock at the door. 

"One minute." I say as I wipe the rest of my tears away. I get up and let out a sigh before I open the door, wondering who it is.

 I open it to see Frank standing there. I am somewhat suprised as I expected it to be one of the other guys.

"H-Hey." I say in a shy voice, putting my hand in my pockets and looking at him. "I--figured that you wouldn't want to see me for awhile, after--after what I did." I say as I'm trying my hardest not to start crying again. 

As I could feel my eyes fill up with tears, I turn away from him. Not wanting him to see me cry, I go lay on the bed putting my face in the pillow.

Frank's POV:

I walk into the room, close the door, and sit on the edge of her bed. 

"Emily?" I say softly. 

"Y-Yeah?" She says trying to wipe away the tears, hiding them from me. 

"Honey, you don't have to hide your tears from me, just as I didn't from you." I say turning her head gently so her face was towards me, instead of the back of her pretty little head. 

Pretty? Ugh, not again.....I'll deal with my problems later.

"I-I thought you h-hated m-me?" She mumbled out, breathing erratically due to the amount of crying she had done. 

"No, not at all sweetie. I could never hate you. I was just severely hurt by what you had done. What made you want to hurt me so much, Emily? Did I make you upset or angry at me?" I ask, scared of her answer. 

She sits up and rubs her eyes, almost the same way I had done, only ten times more adorable. Dude, seriously, I really need to work out my issues sometime later! I'm married, remember 'o stupid brain of mine!?!

Emily's POV:

I wipe the rest of my tears away. I look up at him, as I can see the amount of hurt in his face. 

"I-I don't know, I didn't know it would've hurt you this much. You didn't make me upset or angry, I just had a moment where I was really starting to miss and think of home, so I ran." I say, refusing to look at him, ashamed of my actions. I feel bad for hurting him so badly. 

"I'm-I'm sorry I hurt you!" I cry softy. 

He embraces me in a hug. I feel so relieved knowing that he doesn't hate me. When he hugs me, I don't want him to let me go. 'What am I doing?!!' I thought to myself. 'I can't start to have feelings for him.'

Frank's POV:

As I release our embrace, I think I see a quick flash of something in her eyes. It can't be what I think it is so I'll just ignore it. Just then Mikey crashes through the door. 

"What the hell are you doing?!" He yells, immediately fixing his burning brown eyes on Emily. 

"N-Nothing! We-We were t-talking. T-That's all!" She stuttered out, obviously scared of Mikey. 

"Bullshit! I saw you forcing yourself on him! After all you've already put him through, how dare you! You-You---You filthy little harlot!" He rages viciously at her. 

"Mikey! Shut the hell up and listen!" I start, standing up in front on Emily in case he gets any ideas of getting more in her face than he already is, "She was not forcing her self on anybody. I gave her a hug because she was crying her eyes out over what she had done. I don't know why you dislike her so much, but you'd better get over it right the fuck now and stop being such a dick! Where is the Mikey I joined the band with? The Mikey who I can come to when Gerard's being a douche and who I can fan-boy over Batman for hours with? That Mikey wouldn't randomly hate girls who've never even spoken to him." I say finally, tears brimming in my eyes as I remember all the laughs we've shared and how that all has seemed to just evaporate into the thin air. 

Mikey opens his mouth as if to speak, but just closes it back, clearly defeated, bowing his head as he shuffles out the door and down the narrow staircase.