The Sharpest Lives FRERARD FERARD

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Franks P.O.V.

The wedding was great, but there was one thing bothering me...

I haven't talked to Gerard yet...

I think he's upset with me...

I mean, why wouldn't he be? I humiliated him, which was a mistake.. It was all out of rage... And I feel terrible.

"Hey! Frank..." I hear a voice slur.

I turn around and see Gerard, sitting at a table with an empty bottle of Vodka, and shot glasses.

And a couple of beer cans on the ground...

How did no one see him doing this?

And where's Bee?

What the fuck is going on?

"You know, you really fucked my feelings up this time!" He yells, then puts his head down.

Just then, Bandit wanders over holding a juice box.

"Uncle Frankie, why does daddy have grown up juice again? He promised me he wouldn't drink it again." She says, then rubbing her eyes.

Oh Gerard, why did you do this to yourself.

Why did Mikey not come over and check on him?

Oh he's probably drunk too.

Or with Tupelo...

But how could no one see Gerard doing this?

"Gerard are you drunk?" I ask nicely.

He pops his head up.

"OF COURSE NOT! But when are we going to the reception?"

He's drunk..

Drunk as hell.

"Gerard how many drinks did you drink?" I ask, like I'm talking to a five year old.

"Well, I had two mixed drinks, and one free shot, then I had three beers."

Oh god why?

Bandit was now hugging my leg trying to get noticed. So I pick her up and hold her.

She has her little black dress and black makeup on, how cute.

"Gerard it's time to go home."

He crossed his arms.

"I refuse." He yells.

"Come on Bee, we'll leave without him then." I say loudly, and wink at her.

She nods, which means she gets what I'm doing.

Clever four year old.

"No! Don't leave me alone! I'm always alone!" He whines.

"Then come on daddy!" Bandit shrieks with giggles in his voice. She must find this amusing, I mean, if I were her I would too.

"Fine!" He says pouting.

Gerard is acting like a sleepy Bandit...AGAIN.

Then, Tupelo walked over with a huge smile,

"Hey guys, were serving the nut free cake now! Is Gerard having-"

She was a killjoy, and a huge fan of My Chemical Romance, and when she saw the beer near Gee her smile dropped.

"How did I not see this..." He mutters to herself.

Now she's going to think it's her fault.

She was actually quite depressed before she met Mikey, and she had tons of anxiety and blaming problems. For example, if someone got hurt, she automatically thought it was her fault.