*Frank's P.O.V*
The sound of screaming, sobbing and glass shattering filled the room next to ours. We had gotten two connected rooms so none of us would have to share a bed. Ray and I rushed over into the room to see what was going on. A broken bottle of vodka laid on the floor next to us, along with a sobbing Gerard. "You can't keep doing this to yourself, man," Ray said, sitting on the floor next to Gerard. I followed and sat next to them.
"I can't fucking do this, guys. I thought it'd be better now that I don't have to see her for six months, but it's fucking worse!" he screamed, picking up what was left of the broken bottle and throwing that too.
"Gerard, calm down," I pleaded.
"No! I can't fucking calm down! I love her and she fucking hates me! Not that I blame her! Why the fuck wouldn't she hate me?" he said. I didn't have a valid answer for that. "Especially after what I did to Lindsey. God, I'm a horrible person."
"Dude, Lindsey was fucking evil. Don't blame yourself for that," I said.
"What even happened with Lindsey? You never told us the full story. I mean, you told us a little bit, but I'm curious," Ray said.
*~Possible Trigger Warning~*
"I was basically using her to get over Lily. I dated her for like two weeks. Then one night, a huge wave of missing Lily hit me really hard. I was completely wasted when she came over. Like, I was so wasted I lost all self-control. There was only one thing I wanted, and Lindsey wouldn't give it to me. I wouldn't take no for an answer. She slapped me and ran away in fear. That's when I realized how much of a monster I really am. I almost sexually assaulted her," Gerard explained.
*~End Possible Trigger Warning~*
"Gerard, you're only a monster when you're drunk. If you can just stop drinking, you'll be fine," I said, attempting to comfort him.
"I can't stop drinking. It's the only thing that eases the fucking pain," he scoffed.
"You want Lily to forgive you, don't you? She's never going to forgive you if you carry on this way. You're not yourself when you're drinking. Do you know who Lily fell in love with? She fell in love with Gerard. She never feel in love with whatever the hell you become when you're drinking. If you really still love her, you'll do this for her," Ray said.
"So you're saying she only loved part of me?" he said sadly.
"Yeah. She only loved the part of you that didn't fucking slap or cheat on her," Ray said harshly. I didn't blame him. Being harsh seemed to be the only way to get Gerard to listen.
"So you're saying she might still love me?" he said, suddenly sounding happy again.
"Who the hell knows? It's been two entire years, Gerard! I think the only one who really knows if she still loves you is her. That's her decision. How do you expect her to trust you when all you've ever done is hurt her?"
"You're right. Fuck, I don't deserve her forgiveness," he cursed.
"Gerard, just get some rest, okay? We'll talk about this in the morning," I said. Gerard just nodded and climbed into bed. He pulled the blanket over himself and curled into a little ball. He started crying softly, almost exactly resembling a scared little kid. I climbed into the bed that was next to the one he was in, and Ray went into our other room. I felt bad leaving Ray alone, but Gerard definitely needed somebody.
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Gerard seemed to have fallen asleep pretty fast. We didn't have to leave the hotel til noon, so we let him sleep as late as possible. Ray and I packed up all of his things for him so he could sleep. We discarded any alcohol we came across and put his bags with ours. It was time to wake him now. I silently started panicking.
