★★ONE WEEK LATER★★
Abrin drove Frank to her house. "We're almost there," she smiled. Frank smiled back.
"Good, I'm hungry." He looked back out the window and they pulled into the driveway to her house. The car shut off and the couple stepped out, grabbing hands and going inside. Frank admired the house. It was beautiful. He smiled at Abrin, which she returned. She led him upstairs to her room and she looked around.
Frank sat on the bed, looking around. "You like it?" Abrin asked him and he nodded.
"Lots," he spoke. Abrin left to the kitchen, soon returning to tell Frank that food was ready. He followed her back to the kitchen and they sat at the table. They ate pasta Abrin fixed while talking then went back to Abrin's room. Frank layed back on the bed, full. Abrin giggled and layed beside him.
"Love you Frankie," she smiled.
"Love you too, babe." Frank smiled back. He went to kiss her forehead and she raised up so their lips met. Frank smiled and kissed her and she kissed him back. He pushed her back onto the bed and straddled her, making Abrin blush.
They made out, Abrin's fingers tangled in Frank's hair and Frank held her face. Abrin tugged on his hair slightly making him moan lowly and Abrin smirked slightly. Frank sighed when he heard his phone ring and he pulled back. "Hello," he said, a bit annoyed.
He listened for a moment before his eyes went wide. "What is it, Frankie?" Frank stayed silent before sitting up.
"The house is on fire... and they can't find Mikey." He looked to Abrin. She pulled her Converse on as did Frank, before they ran out of the house to his house. It was engulfed in flames, and in the yard stood Gerard, Ray and Bob. Frank and Abrin ran up to the house and Frank ran in.
"Frank, no!" Abrin called after him, but he was gone. He looked around, trying to see through the smoke. After looking for a moment, he noticed a figure on the floor. He coughed and ran to the figure.
He picked Mikey up and ran out of the house with him in his arms. He exited the burning house before kneeling onto the ground, gently laying Mikey in front of him. Gerard, Ray, Bob and Abrin stood around him, looking upon his slightly burnt body.
Ray kneeled beside him, noticing him not breathing. He began CPR, trying to fill his lungs with air instead of smoke. It took a few moments, but Mikey began to cough. He rolled onto his side and coughed, coughing out the smoke. Ray smiled widely, as did everybody else, and hugged him tightly. "I was so afraid of losing you!"
Mikey sat up and kissed Ray who kissed him back. "I-I love you, Ray." He said against his shoulder.
"I love you too baby." He smiled, petting Mikey's hair. He stood and helped Mikey up, holding him close. They all watched the house burn and Mikey whimpered. "G-Gee... w-where will we live?"
Gerard sighed. "I don't know, Mikes..." he ruffled Mikey's hair. Mikey hugged his brother, worry filling him. Gerard stroked his hair, humming to him reassuringly.
Abrin watched, thinking. What would they do? They had nothing now; it was all ash and soot. "Uhm... you guys could live with me, if you like."
"R-really?" Gerard questioned. Abrin nodded. Frank hugged her and they all began to her house.
Nothing has to change. It doesn't have to be a new life. Its not always 'new start new life'. Though, Gerard thought, a new start for Mikey would be good.
