forgotten - frerard [✔️]

eight

"are you sure he's hiding something...?"ray whispered to the blonde as they both went up the stairs of lindsey and gerard's home.

she nodded,"fuck yes he is.frank is sending letters and they're magically not getting here? i call bullshit."

ray hummed in understanding,"so,has he always had that locked drawer or?"

"nope.not until now."

they went inside gee' study and they searched the space through and through with some synthetic gloves that came with some blonde hair dye lindsey would use later to cover up her brown roots,but honestly,they just needed the gloves.either way it's a win win.

bandit came running in with a coloring book in her hand an a look of distress on her face and the adults almost had a heart attack when they saw her,praying she didn't notice them snooping around and praying she wouldn't tell her father about it,"h-hey,b.do you need something,babe?"

the two year old nodded and got on her  father's maroon spinning chair,pointing a finger at the coffee mug that contained various types of pens in it.she knew that daddy kept painting supplies in here but he never really gave her permission to use them because they where professional work supplies and not just any type of crayons and pencils.

"here you go,baby."lindsey knew how gerard was with his supplies but honestly,she couldn't fucking care what he had to say because it was probably just one big fucking lie anyways.lindsey gave the toddler the cup and she began to pick out the pens she would use.

bandit took out about three red pens an a blue one but her face contorted with confusion as she pulled out a string from the cup.lindsey and ray's eyes widened as the toddler pulled out the string with the key that they had spent all morning looking for,"here mama."

"thank you,sweetheart."lindsey gave bandit a kiss an a tickle to her belly and the toddler then ran off into the hallway excitedly because she was finally going to paint with something other than broken crayons.

lindsey sighed because she knew what was next but she knew she wasn't quite ready to see what was her husband hiding.of course,she mentally had prepared herself for something but she didn't know what.her husband was now a man full of surprises nobody wanted in the first place and she didn't know what to do with that information.

ray gulped as his friend twisted the key in the lock and a 'clack' sound was heard.he hoped,for lindsey's sake,that it was some kind of project he's been working on for decades and didn't want anyone knowing of,or even maybe some porn,or even fucking anime  porn- just anything but a bunch of fucking letters from the boy who had been everything in gerard's life some time ago,but was now nothing.

and ray toro had hoped and prayed hard but not hard enough and he was so overwhelmed with the fact that the fucking drawer was full of unread letters from one of his best friends,well the one he gave the luxury of calling 'brother'; he even began to fucking cry next to a deadpanned lindsey way.

"motherfucker..."lindsey way only shed one tear at the sight,picking up three of them with shaky hands.opening the latest one and reading it,the aforementioned tear becoming many of them as she read the suffering boy's words.

december 14th,2016

gee,

i guess you've just forgotten me.

- stranger

then the anger came and it dangerously bubbled itself inside her like a volcano waiting to erupt.

"w-why? just- just why? like,did they end in bad terms or something? i just- i don't fucking get it-"ray was stammering as he too had a few envelopes in his hands.

lindsey didn't answer that because she was conflicted herself about what her husband was thinking,what he was gaining from doing this to one of sweetest guys she had ever had the privilege to know.but one thing was for sure and it might sound a bit generic,or even a bit crazy but ;

gerard was completely and utterly fucking fucked when he arrived home later today.

the tears where streaming slowly from her eyes and ray just stared at her shaking hands as they squeezed one of the envelopes,causing it to crease a bit but it didn't matter.she was so livid she could have teared it apart but it really wouldn't do her any justice,but what would was what she did next; and that was get a plastic bag and fill it up with each and everyone of those unread envelopes.

and a livid lindsey would assure,assure it with her life and soul if she had to,that gerard way would get it when he arrived.

and god had plans and karma had them too and lindsey began to believe in both those things when she heard gerard's car pull up into the driveway.she wiped the tears away and cussed when some of her eyeliner smudged when doing so.

"ray,uhm,go watch bandit please.i have to take care of this."she cracked her knuckles and took a deep breath.

"are you sure you won't need me?"

"no.i'll be fine,hun,"she smiled and ruffled her friends hair a bit.ray told her to call if she needed him and then proceeded to stride into bandit's room,only to find a toddler consumed in concentration as she circled and scribbled gibberish into her coloring book.

lindsey heard the footsteps coming up and she stood up,bag of letters in hand as she laid her back upon the wall next to the doorway; she was able to see her husband walk right in to his study only to see his beloved drawer wide fucking open,unlocked and hollow with emptiness.