Understand. (Frerard.)

Final Decision

A/n: Erm, I'm sorry for disappearing. I'm a butt, I know. Here's a long waited update though.

Frank's POV-

When I came outside to see where the hell Gerard had scrambled off to, I didn't even have to walk that far. I could see his fire truck hair and a body making their way to the bus. I just watched as he was held back by many security guys until Ray raced to confirm that guy was allowed in here.

One specific thing caught my eye. Gerard was limping and it didn't look too good. He looked done, like he was about to make a terrible decision and he didn't care if it hurt anyone. I weighed the options of going up to meet him or not. I don't think we're even friends anymore.

It was just then that I saw the impact Gerard had on my life. He lead the band that I love, he's my best friend, and we've been through many tough times and I have made many promises in those times. I then began to cringe. I had to re-tell myself that Gerard and I weren't really friends anymore. I didn't want to believe it but it's the damn truth.

I watched Gerard and ran up to him when he was close enough to put effort into running to. I started to say his name and he immediately pushed me away, an evident look on his face that he was pissed. He started showering me with questions about a man that had hurt him and all I could do was put a hand on my forehead and furrow my eyebrows in utter confusion. I did not understand where Gerard was coming from or what he was even talking about.

"What?" I said, prodding my hand through my hair. Gerard looked even more so pissed as he held his arms across his chest. Immediately, if not faster than the speed of light itself, Gerard formed quotation marks with his hands, explaining to me the haunting words of the attacker that was apparently sent by me. Then he confronted me on my engagement to Jessi and I paled. He wasn't supposed to know- at all.

Instead of demanding who had let the information slip out, I reminded him yet again that I had not sent out any man to attack him and he just ended up cussing me out and retiring to the bus.

Words cannot explain how pissed I am right now. My arms were crossed against my chest and I was literally shaking. I didn't send anyone out to hurt Gerard. I would never do that to him, no matter how pissed I was at him. He was my friend, even if he said we no longer were friends. My hands clenched to my sides as a pair of arms slipped around my waist and a pair of lips met mine.

"Babe," Jessi looked at me, batting her eyelids, "why are you so intense right now?" She put her hands on my cheeks, pinching them a little and smiling at me brightly. "It's the last night at tour! All we have to do after this is go home, take a chill pill and plan the wedding." She grinned and I looked down at her.

"That sounds so freaking nice, you don't even know." I grinned. I wanted to spend time with Jessi to talk to her about all the things that were going on and to just get them sorted out. "Jess, Gerard found out." I looked down at her with a tint of anger in my voice.

She threw her head back and groaned in frustration and I watched her. Her face scrunched up and it was ridiculously cute. "Craaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaap." She sighed. "He's probably going to demand info about it and crash the wedding and then we'll never be the Ieros!" She started to tear up and I put a hand under her chin and caressed her cheek, wiping off tears in the process. I couldn't stand to see my baby girl cry. She sniffled a few times and had trouble breathing for a moment before she dared to speak. "Did you know he hit me? That's why I hate him Frank. He hurt me and I never want to be around him anymore." I just pulled her closer to me, hoping to get her calm. I was pissed off so much.

"That fucking bastard." I growled and she sobbed in my chest, and I petted her head to keep her calm. I was soon poked on the shoulder by a stage crew and I tuned to look at him. "What?" I said rather pissed off and the guy
held up five fingers, probably indicating that there was five minutes left until I had to be on stage. I sighed and hugged Jessi as close as possible and pulled her face up by her chin to kiss her lips tenderly. She looked at me with an unsure face and I leaned down yet again to give her a very passionate kiss.

"He's never gonna touch you again babe." I looked down at her again. "If he does, if he even steps foot into our wedding, he's dust." I looked at her and kissed her once more. "I've gotta go. Show starts in five."

She nodded and waved goodbye, wiggling her fingers one by one to add an effect. "I'll see you after the show babe." I nodded and made way to the stage. My hands were clenched in my pockets and I was unsure what was gonna happen when I actually would come face to face with Gerard.

Give him the silent treatment?
Pin him against the wall and scream at him mercilessly?

I didn't know. I ran a hand through my hair and ran backstage straight to the guitar tech to get me set up. Sitting in a dark corner was Gerard, head on his hands and looking really rough. His hair was frayed about and his clothes barely matched. That man was a complete mess but I didn't care.

"Hey! You fucker!" I called out over to him. His head snapped up, red hair slightly displaced from the sudden movement. I paced over to him and pointed my finger right in his face. "Don't you ever touch my girl again."

All he did was gulp as we headed to the stage.

-Gerard's POV-

I haven't had stage anxiety in ages, only the first couple shows MCR attended were the ones that I did. But after Frank threatening me, I couldn't help but being grasped and put into panic mode. When I walked onto stage I just froze, looked at the crowd, and could only think about how everyone was out to get me.

When I came back from wherever the hell I tuned out to, I performed my best to the bare minimum I had to perform at. No fancy dancing, no jokes, nothing. Just singing and holding the microphone. Suddenly, after we performed Party Poison, Frank stopped and declared he had some very important information about himself.

"On this day, I proposed to my beautiful girlfriend Jessi. She said yes, and we plan to go home after the tour and relax and plan our wedding." She crowd erupted in cheers but a few people diverted their eyes to me.

I must've been a mess. Bruises lined my face from the recent confrontation and I must've turned pale from just being so done with Frank and Jessi. I just let a small smile cross my face, took the microphone to my lips, and tried to sound as confident as I could when I said Congrats.

The crowd erupted in cheers again and I just stood there awkwardly as Frank introduced the next song, Helena. I sang with as much emotion and passion I could pack in to the song and met the eyes of many people in the crowd. The legitimacy of how sad this song was showed it's true colors tonight because I swore tears came to my eyes once.

Sooner than I thought, the show ended and I was trudging to the bus, Frank following close behind. I just hope his hands wouldn't touch me. I didn't want him near me right now. I just wanted to be reclusive in my house, yet again. I turned around to see Frank drawing close to me and I turned around to face him fully like a man. It was time to get this sorted out. All the while, my phone was erupting with vibrations in my pocket. Probably twitter.

Frank looked like he was about to hit me when I heard something coming from our bus and I ran to figure out the source of the sound. It sounded like someone fell over and was in pain. I burst down the door, Frank hot on my heels. I ran through the main part of the bus.

There was no way anyone was gonna try to rob us this tour. No way. Then I realized what the sound was.

Moaning.

Someone was having sex on our bus.

Frank pushed passed me, apparently not grossed out to figure out who was doing the dirty on our bus. He pulled back the curtain to my bed and there sat Jessi covering herself up and a man getting all defensive.

I had to leave before I got sick. First, they were having sex on my bed. Second, THAT was the guy who beat me up. Third, I accused Frank of beating me up when it was most likely that whore Jessi.

I left the bus and just sat on the ground far away from the bus itself. I'd get on before we leave but there's no way I was gonna be on it now.

I could hear the faint yelling- between Frank and Jessi and all I could do was sit and cover my mouth in fear for him.

A/N: New chapter: Done. I'm sorry for disappearing and I know it's too much to ask for votes and comments and feedback please?