Our Chemical Direction

Chapter 11: Tomorrow

A/N: I made the Frerard drawing at the side/top. Crappy, but I worked hard on it. I hope you enjoy this chapter and thank you for all the reads.

{Gerard's POV}

"See? I told you it would fuck everything up. Now he's mad at me for something I didn't even know I was doing." I yelled. Thorn hugged me. "Look, I know its not perfect right now, but if you prove that you like him by staying faithful and all that shit, I'm sure he'll get over it. He really does like you, he's just hurt." she spoke softly. I sighed and slumped in my bed. "Louis, how's that hole in your stomach?" I asked. He shrugged. "It grazed my small intestine, which they patched up, but other than that I'm fine." he answered. I nodded and sat next to him, putting him in a loose, comfortable headlock. "You been treating my daughter good?" I joked, tightening my grip and letting it loose again.

They both laughed and Louis tried to push me away. "Not so easy, tiger." I chuckled. He wiggled under my grip, but couldn't find a way to escape. "Thorn, your dad's killing me!" he smiled. "I'll help hide the body." she joked, watching his face turn red.

"So, tell me, Lou. You ever have sex with my daughter?" I asked, grinning maniacally. He gulped and stayed silent. "Do I need to ask Thorn? She's not very good at lying, ya know." I threatened. He nodded. "Twice." he choked. I held my fist up and slammed it until it was a couple inches above his face and flicked him in the nose, twice. "Just don't hurt her." I sighed, finally letting him go. At least he can be honest.

He sat up, coughing and smiling. "Thought you were gonna kill me, there." he laughed. "I can, and if you ever hurt her, I will." I smirked. He chuckled and sat near Thorn, kissing her on the lips. "No PDA, please. I can handle the fact that you guys do it, but I don't wanna see it." I laughed. They rolled their eyes and looked at the door. Frank was walking in. "Told you I'd come. Why are all of your jaws on the floor? Am I a special guest?" he asked.

We closed our mouths. I didn't even realize mine was open. "Hey. Can we talk?" I asked. "Could we hang out with the happy couple first? I don't wanna be put in a bad mood the moment I get here." he persuaded. I nodded and patted the spot beside me. He reluctantly came over and sat. I breathed in, catching the scent of.. perfume?

"You smell like cherry blossoms." I stated. He pursed his lips. "Yeah. I do. So did the girl I slept with." he muttered, avoiding eye contact. I stood up and left, tears threatening to spill.

{Thorn's POV}

"What? Why? Do you have any idea what that just did? He's really emotional right now and you decide to just nonchalantly announce your hook up from last night? You didn't even try to spare his feelings." I yelled. He stayed silent for a moment. "He didn't spare my feelings when he described all the details of his many hookups. Ive heard it all. The patterns, the method, the kinky shit the different girls were into. I spared some of his feelings, unlike what he always did to me." he snapped. My hands shook. "He didn't know! He didn't know you were into him! He didn't know it would hurt you to hear the details! That's what guys do! They go to their best friends and talk about the hot blonde they banged the other night, or the perky brunette with the big tits. If I was a guy, I'd do it too! He was just doing what was normal!" I argued.

Frank stayed quiet. "I didn't like it." he whispered. "What?" I asked. "I thought of him the whole time. This morning when the smell was still on me, I wished it was his. I thought about him during sex, I mean, who does that? I wanted to feel his stubble graze against my neck, I wanted to feel him on top of me, teasing me until I caved. I didn't want some 20 year old covered in the smell of smoke and cherry blossom laying under me. I just needed a distraction." he admitted. I was at a loss for words. Did one of my father figures just tell me he thought about my other father figure while he was fucking some 20 year old girl? I guess he did.