(3 weeks later)
Gerard's POV
I had brought Frank some food cause he hadn't left my room in days. "Frank come on its been three weeks and you haven't hardly talked or eaten." I fussed. Frank shrugged and turned on his side in the bed. I watched him just lay there. He looked stiff and almost dead.
I picked him up like a baby. "Come on we're getting you cleaned up." I said carrying him out of my room. I noticed his eyeliner was running down his cheeks. I took him to the bathroom and wiped the eyeliner off. He let the tears roll down his face.
"I'm sorry bout your mom baby but you have to snap out of this trance your in. It'll all be okay. At least your not alone." I said trying to sooth him. I apparently sucked at making people feel better because Frank cried more.
I walked him down stairs and fixed him a salad. "Eat now." I said setting the food on the table. Frank stared down at his full plate and shoved it away. I pushed it back at him and grabbed a fork. I pushed it in the salad and made him eat.
Once I helped Frank eat I pulled him in front of the television. I put on The Nightmare Before Christmas by Tim Burton. I laid on the couch and held Frank. He laid between my legs snuggling into my chest.
Just as Jack defeated Oogie Boogie I started to doze off. My eyes closed and my breathing steadied. Frank crawled up my chest and pecked my lips saying "I'm sorry Gee." and he laid back down. I smiled and went to sleep.
I woke up the next morning and noticed Frank still snuggled into me. He was adorable sleeping. I glanced over at the clock built in on the TV box read 10Am and counting. I shook Frank waking him up. He looked up at me with hazy eyes.
"Morning babe." I said pecking him on the lips. "Morning Gee-bear." Frank said yawning and standing up. He stretched and ran up to my room. He came back down with something in his hand and got a glass of water out of the kitchen.
I watched him put something in his mouth then drinking the water. "What was that hun?" I asked standing up. "Xanax." Frank answered. "I have depression. It's prescribed don't worry."
He walked over and hugged me. His hair was a mess. I hugged him back and Mikey came stumbling down the stairs. I didn't even notice him coming in last night. "Gee can I talk to you." Mikey asked motioning to the kitchen. I walked in and Mikey was already drinking a cup of coffee.
