Frerard - Free Now (Null Trilogy Part 2)

Part 6

I didn't leave my room much for the next three months. I felt lonely and isolated, and like any social interaction would only epitomise my numb feeling.

I spent most of my time snuggled into a weary Gerard. I felt like a complete asshole, because I was essentially using him as something to cling to when I was sad. I knew I had to made it up to him. But I felt so empty. I had no idea why my father had made me feel this way by just showing his face, but I knew that one day I'd have to stand up to him if I were to stand any chance of getting my hearing back. And that scared me to no end.

Gerard looked extremely sad most of the time, like he'd give anything to make me happy again. Which I knew he would.

I was currently curled into him like every other day. But this time, something was different. Gerard was shaking vigorously. I gazed up at him in confusion and saw that he was crying. I gasped and leant back, sitting up.

"Gee?" I signed, my heart throbbing at the sight of him crying. He never cried sadly. "What's wrong?"

"I just hate seeing you like this," Gerard signed with quaking hands and tears down his face. "It kills me knowing there's nothing I can do..."

"I..." I didn't know how to reply. "I'm sorry..." was all I could manage.

"It's alright...it isn't your fault," he assured me quickly. "But I just want my Frankie back."

I paused and stared up into his eyes for a moment before kissing his tears away. "We should go out for dinner. Have a romantic night," I suggested. "To take our minds off things."

Gerard managed a smile. "Good idea...are you sure you'll be able to go out again after all this time, though?"

"I'll do anything for my Gee." I promised.

Gerard's smile grew, and he wiped the rest of his tears away. "Alright then. Where do you wanna go?"

"Golden Coral, of course. It's our restaurant," I signed with a giggled.
Gerard also seemed to giggle. "Why did I even ask?" he smirked. "Oh well. Let's get ready to go."

I nodded and picked out an outfit that Gerard loved - tight leather pants, a stripy black and red shirt, and a black leather jacket. He blushed when he saw me in it.

"I would fuck you on the spot, but no sex tonight." Gerard signed with a small, shy smile. I pouted.

"Why not?"

"I'll tell you later." he assured me before we left.

I drove us there and made sure we got an enclosed booth with candles. The table was small enough for us to hold hands over it. Gerard stared at me, his eyes shining with adoration. I blushed and kissed his hand.

"What do you wanna get?" he signed after our hands drew away from each other.

I hummed quietly. "The biggest cheese and tomato pizza they have."

"Not the usual pasta today?"

"I'm feeling a little spicy today," I signed with a sly smirk. Gerard wriggled in his seat, clearly turned on. He ordered the food and licked his lips while gazing over at me.

"Man, I wish I could fuck you," Gerard signed, his face creased slightly.

"Then why won't you?"

"I'll tell you later," he reminded me. I huffed and pretended to be mad.

The food arrived soon after, and I dug in. Gerard ate happily, clearly hungry. We ate half each and ended up too full to even look at a dessert.

"Man, I'm stuffed," I signed after we paid and left. Gerard chuckled and got in the car.

Once we arrived home, we cuddled on the bed for a while, kissing on occasion, until Gerard sat me up. He bit down on his lip. "I'll tell you why we can't have sex now..." he signed slowly.

"Go ahead." I nodded.

Gerard seemed to take a deep breath. "Frankie...I took a test after seeing a few weird signs, and...I'm pregnant."