Frank POV: News

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by Ierosbestfren

by Ierosbestfren

                                    
                                              I didn't want him to let me go. I felt safe in Gerard's hands. He pulled away anyways. 
                          "I love you," he said after he pulled away.
                          "I love you, too," I responded, truthfully. 

                          "I need you."
                          "I need you."
                          We sat in silence for a little while, just staring into each other's eyes with blank faces. All of sudden, Gerard's phone rings. He picks it up.
                          "What do you want?...Today?...Can't I just get it all tomorrow?...Why not?...I'm staying at a hotel or something tonight...fine, and Frank's helping me and you can't stop that...can I talk to Bandit?...But she's my daughter!...she doesn't belong to just you!...I just want to say hi!...already?...ill sign them when I get to the house...I'm not staying at that house again...how about every other week I have her...wow. We actually agree on something. That's a shocker...Bye."
                          "So what am I helping you with?" I ask Gerard when he gets off the phone.
                          "Moving my stuff out of the house," he responds.
                          "Do you want to move in with me? It'll be easier for me to sleep if I know you're with me."
                          "Sure. Let's go get my stuff." I can hear the slight sadness in his voice. I feel so bad for him.
                          We don't finish the mini golf course. We just leave. We return the golf clubs and balls before we leave.