Bittersweet

It's not funny anymore

I was on my way home when I got another message from Frank.
This time I actually read it

To: Gerard Way
From: Frank Iero
Be at yours in 15 mins.

What... No!
I didn't want to see him...
Who Does he think he is?

Now I actually had to hurry up so I could be at my apartment before Frank arrived.

I picked up my pace and I really made it to my apartment a few minutes before Frank wanted to come over.

I could have just texted him to tell him to fuck off but I knew he wouldn't have listened anyways.

With heavy steps I climbed up the stairs and unlocked the door to my apartment before I slipped in and went straight to the bathroom.

I don't know why but I suddenly felt like throwing up. Maybe I just went too fast...

My hands were holding onto the bathroom sink for dear life as I leaned down to turn on the faucet.
I let out a heavy sigh as the cold water hit my face and I instantly felt better again.

I should probably eat something...
But that could wait, now I had to do something against the dark circles around my eyes.
At least I knew what had cause THEM.
Not sleeping the last two nights wasn't quite a good idea.
But Bert kept me awake talking to me and doing... other things.

I didn't want to think about that now.

Actually I didn't even have time to do so, because right when I was about to apply concealer under my eyes I heard somebody knocking on my front door.

Damn, Frank.
Why does he have to be in time?!

I put my concealer away without having used it and opened the door.

When I saw Frank leaning against the door frame I almost wanted to close the door right away
I couldn't stand his smirking face today.

"You look like shit", was the first thing Frank said, a weird look suddenly on his face as he saw my unwashed hair and my tired eyes.

"Good morning to you too", I said and stepped back a bit to let Frank inside

"It's 4 pm it's not morning anymorw", Frank stated giggling
I looked at my watch.
He was right it was already late afternoon.
I spend quite a lot time with Bert.

"Whatever... Why are you here?", I asked, letting myself fall down on the couch

"Well... I was like... Really drunk the last time we saw each other", he said and sat down next to me, "and I wanted to apologise for the things I've said. I don't even remember most of them to be honest but I'm an asshole when I'm drunk so... I'm sorry for whatever I said"

I was shocked.
Apologising?
Frank Iero doesn't apologise
What is wrong with him?

"You... You what?", I frowned close to laying my hand on his forehead to check if he had a fever

"I'm sorry okay?", he said again this time looking directly into my eyes

"Wow okay that... That was kinda unexpected but... You don't have to apologise", I answered trying to avoid his glance

"But I said some bad things"

"No it was only the truth. You don't have to apologise for telling me the truth, Frank. It's okay", I shrugged

"Wow somebody's in a bad mood today", Frank giggled seemingly forgetting about what we were talking about already

"I'm just tired", I sighed closing my eyes for a short moment