The artist and Misunderstood (frerard)

.:XXIV:.

"Frank you can't be serious!" Ashley groans as she stood at my door frame watching as I and Gerard pack my stuff into bags. Needing to be out by the end of the week Gerard and I decided I might as just take stuff I really need like clothes, devices and my baby which is my guitar.  We've been packing for about ten minutes only because I don't own that much stuff.

Chris doesn't know I'm leaving so soon but I told Ashley that they could keep my shit like the furniture and TV plus its a good thing Chris ain't here since last time he frightened Gerard. 

"I thought we're going to stick together and just get a new place" Ashley keep rambling on causing me to roll my eyes towards Gerard seeing him stifle a giggle at the whiny bitch. 

"Ashley you seriously think I want to be cooped up with two fucking crack heads" I hissed seeing guilt written across her face.

"This is your own doing and quiet frankly I'm glad this is happening because I've had enough of your shit" I snapped shoving more of my stuff into my bags before zipping them up. Gerard picked one up swinging it over his shoulder before giving me a gentle smile.

"Its just him" She mumbled in a whisper.

"Argh what"

"Its just him doing coke, I've been giving him my pay as well" She adverted her gaze to the floor, her long brown hair falling around her face. Well at least one of them isn't as fucked at the other. 

"So why not fuck off and leave him?"

"Because I love him" and at the point I rolled my eyes to the point where it started hurt. I nodded over to Gerard and moved towards the door shoving passed Ashley's skinny body. Heading down stairs with my bags Ashley followed us to the front door. 

Gerard headed out to the lawn over to his car that I was not aware that he owned until this morning since he usual walks every where and he never thought to say anything about it. I gave him my final bag before turning around to see Ashley standing there behind me with a sad look spilled over her face. 

"Listen Ashley I believe you about him being the only crack head okay I mean you don't looked fuck up" She rolled her eyes but graced her lips with a small petit smile. 

"If Chris does anything then you can still call thats not changing okay, I just can't be cooped up with you's any more" She nodded at my words, despite not really having any compassion for the girl any more and not exactly on the best of terms with her, I'm still human which means I still need to play fair and nice to other people.

"I'm sorry about what Chris said to Gerard, I had no idea about anything" She met my eyes, I looked out side seeing him leaning against his car texting away on his phone.

"Its okay Chris is a dickhead anyway but why are you all of sudden nice, you usual are on my tail about anything" I furrowed my eyebrows to the brown haired girl. 

"Pissing you off is a hobbie of mine" She chuckled earning a soft shove to her shoulder. This is how it used to be between Ashley and I when we first met and she moved in, she changed so much when they started dating, it honestly hurt seeing her turn into a cranky bitch 24/7 but she seemed happy with him.

"Glad you found someone Frank, I was starting to get worried...well secretly since I don't show emotions" She winked leaving me utterly confused about what she was going about so I raised an eyebrow at the smiling ex housemate.

"Come one Frank seriously your both whipped for each other" She laughed then I realized who she was talking about, she was talking about Gerard.

"Gerard oh no its not like that" I looked down before biting my lip not even sure my self about what me are.