Murder Was the Case They Gave Me (frerard)

Chapter 20

Do you guys think Gee's having a boy or a girl?

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"What name are you going to give your baby?" Mikey asked.

"I don't know," I said. "Me and Frankie will come up with names."

"Gee," Mikey said softly, "I'm sorry but I think it's time you start thinking without Frank here."

"B-but what if he comes back and he doesn't like the name?" I asked.

"If the baby is young enough you can still change it," Mikey said. "But I'm sure he'll love any name. The hardest part is choosing the surname."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"You and Frank are planning on getting married," he said. "What last name have you chosen?"

"We never decided," I said. "He was taken before we could."

"Well, if you choose Iero and Frank never comes home then your child will have a different last name," he said. "And if you choose Way then they won't have the same last name as Frank when he comes back. The best bet is probably Iero-Way."

I sniffled quietly and looked down.

"I don't want to think of this without him," I said.

"So, who do you want with you during the operation?" He asked.

"N-no," I cried. "I only want Frankie there."

"I'm sorry, Gee, but I don't think he's gonna come back in time," he said. "You have to think about this for when Frank's not here. It'd be a miracle if Frank comes back in time for the baby to be born."

"This baby is a miracle," I stated. "If one happened then why can't another?"

"Gee--"

He stopped when I shook my head and sobbed.

"Who do you want there?" Mikey asked.

"I-I don't know," I whispered. "How many people are even allowed?"

"Brendon said usually one but they can make exception," Mikey told me.

"Okay, I want you and Lindsey with me," I said. "B-but if Frankie does come home will you be upset if I ask for only him there?"

"Of course we won't be upset," Mikey said. "We love you, anything you want."

I nodded, wiping my eyes.

"I'm tired," I whispered. "I think I'm gonna head to sleep. I have to wake up about every two or three hours to pee, I'm so tired."

Mikey smiled at me and nodded as I stood up. I went off to my bedroom, laying down on the bed. I've learned not to sleep on my left side, the baby kicks and moves more than. Although not completely displeasing, it was sometimes bothersome while I'm trying to sleep.

But after laying here for a while, I realized I now couldn't fall asleep. I got up and went to my closet, opening the safe. I pulled out the backpack and grabbed the notebook. I froze when I saw a picture taped to the cover it.

It depicted Frank, his body lying in a puddle of blood. His eyes were closed, the kitten stuffie held limp in his hand. There was so much blood, too much lost to ever survive.

I sobbed, burying my head in my hands. I missed the chance to get him home. He was dead now. I never got to say goodbye or tell him I love him. I let out a soft scream, pulling at my hair. The baby didn't move, almost as if sensing the sudden distress.

I took a few deep breath, rubbing my stomach gently as I tried to calm down. I had to stay calm for the baby.

"It's okay," I whispered. "Everything's gonna be fine, baby, just like I told you, I'm gonna be the best damn single dad I can ever be. I love you, sweetheart."