chpt. twelve ➫ nightmare

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"frank anthony iero," frank heard his mother's voice, though it was heavily distorted, as if they were talking on a faulty telephone. "you are no longer welcome here."

"i'm sorry, frank." his dad began talking to him. "you have to leave."

frank stood up, his body sore from bruising and beatings. "what?" 

"frank, you heard us. leave."

"y-you're kicking me out?"

"dad, mom please!"

"you can't do this to me..."

"i'm your only son."

"i can't leave you."

"i love you."

"frank, oh my god!" he heard the screaming voice of his boyfriend next to him. what was going on?

frank felt the tears run down his tears onto the bed. he was bawling his eyes out. gerard held him close and told him everything was going to be alright.

"gerard... i'm scared..."

"of what, frankie?"

"...myself..."

"baby," gerard kissed frank's head. "it was just a dream."

"no gerard..." frank hugged gerard and buried his head in his chest. "it was a nightmare."

"frankie, it's okay." gerard kissed frank once more on his lips. "just try to forget about it. go back to sleep."

gerard turned himself opposite from frank. frank hugged gerard as he tried to sleep, trying to get rid of the demons of his past.

"gerard?"

"yeah?"

"i love you."

"i love you too."

//sorry this one was short y i k e s//

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