17. My Louisa

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"Would you please stop?" I grin at Frank as he complains about the weather. It's rainy and stormy. I like it though. Mr. Moody over there, is just a sun-addict. "Look, at it, Lou. It's pissing in my hair. Nobody wants that!" I roll my eyes at him, eating my cornflakes. He slams his hand down on the table surface, as he sees a lightning struck. "No way!" He exclaims. I groan at him, as he hits my bowl. "Keep your bad vibes out of my cornflakes, I am not interested." He grins stealing one of my cornflakes right in front of me. "Mom!" I call out, fake pouting. Lyn-z sticks her head out through the kitchen door. "Frankie stole my cornflakes." I pout, looking mad at Frankie. That fucker is smiling bright. "I am going to-" I jump at him giggling as we hit the floor. "Done stealing my food?" I ask him while sitting on top of him. He grabs my hips and pulls me down for a kiss. I kiss again. "Don't threaten me with a good time." he winks at me. Bandit look at us, standing with her dad holding his hand. Gerard looks sternly at us. "Don't worry dad, they are just having a face-battle." Bandit says not caring and walks off. Gerard's jaw drops to the floor, as he realizes where "face-battle" comes from. "You didn't..." he points at Frankie, who's smirking his face off. "Woops." Gerard shakes his head and follow Bandit to her room. I giggle at Frank and stand up. "You're so bad." He rise to his feet as well. He leans in, sending flirty sights. "Someone has to be the bad guy." He winks at me, smirking. I shake my head at him. "You're my bad guy-man." I kiss his lips, and he holds me by my hips. "What is a guy-man?" he giggles his head off as we pull away. "I do not know, if I should call you a guy or a man, so it must be somewhere in between: guy-man." I explain. He nods slowly, teasingly. "Aha, then what are you, then?" he leans closer to my face. I feel everything inside of me get warmer. I let the room between us disappear, and I talk against his lips. "Your girl." I kiss him longing, putting my hands in his hair. He kisses me again, lifting me up into his chest and sits down on a chair with me. He lets out a moan as I leave kisses down his throat. "Keep it quiet, or I am going to punish you." I whisper seducing in his ear. He nods defeated, breathing deeply. I grab him by his shirt, palming his growing erection through his pants. "Shh, Frankie." I say teasing him. He grabs my ass holding tight and I let out a quiet moan. I kiss him again, rougher, but not like "eating him." I hear a door slam behind us and a following, disgusted "ew." We look up to see Mikey and Ray. "Get a room!" Mikey yells jokingly. Gerard keeps up with them. "No, don't get a room." He looks shocked at Frankie, as if it was total unusual that two people, who loves each other, makes love. Or not, because we just got "cock-blocked."

I pull away from Frankie, looking up at the three men, who just entered the dining room. Frank stands up greeting Mikey and Ray by hugging them. They hug again grinning at him. "Louisa," Mikey approaches me, as I stand awkwardly behind. I scratch my neck even more awkward looking at Gerard, who smiles lovely at me. "Come here." He reaches out for me, holding me into him, so I don't look that out of place. "Thanks dad." I smile up at him. He smiles back appreciating me. "This is my brother, Mikey, your new uncle." Mikey nods, smiling wry at me. "What about me?" Ray pouts next to Frank. "Shut up, you child." Gerard snaps playfully. "Fuck you, man." He hides behind Mikey. Gerard face palms himself, as a giggle escapes my lips. Everybody gets back to doing their stuff again. Except Ray, Mikey and me. "Can I hug you, or does that make it even more awkward?" I ask and they shake their heads, and pulls me in for a group-hug. "Gosh! You're so tiny!" Mikey shrieks at me playfully. "Like a bug!" Ray adds grinning. We pull away from each other, and I look fake-offended. "I am not a bug. Frank is!" I defend myself. A loud "Hey!" comes from Gerard's office. Frankie. All three of us laugh our asses off, as Lyn-z approaches us. "Hey guys!" she says hugging each of us. "Hey mom." I say, as she hugs me. I've got used to call them my parent, that I haven't thought about what their "real" family would say. "Mom?" Ray asks. I look down. Then up at Lyn-z, getting nervous. I do not want to talk about it. I don't want their pity. I look up at Ray, who's looking confused. My breathing gets worse. Apparently, Lyn-z sees it. "Calm down, sweetheart." She hushes me, looking into my eyes. "I'll tell him, you don't have to worry, okay? It's going to be okay." She strokes my cheek. I nod, calming down again. She turns to Ray and signal him with her fingers to follow her. I look at the ground focusing on my breathing. "You're doing well." Mikey tells me, stroking my back. I look up at him, smiling weak. "Thank you." He smiles back, and we hug each other for comfort.

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