4. Work Injuries and Worries

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FRANK'S POINT OF VIEW

"Come on Anthony, please?" Lindsey asks the long haired boy politely, he huffs and hands her the fork. I look down at my covered wound, cringing slightly at the sight of blood seeping through the bandages. 

You see, what had happened was Anthony, the oldest of the group, thirteen to be specific, stabbed me three times with a fucking fork because I asked him how he was doing.

"You gotta help me hide this from Gerard." I murmur to Patrick, he sighs, "Why, Frank?" Patrick asks, "Because, he'll flip shit and try to find the kid!" I exclaim in a whisper scream, he nods, "Okay, okay. Just, here, wear my jacket." Patrick offers.

"It's times like this that I'm glad we're the same size." I mutter slipping on Patrick's navy blue hoodie, "Thanks, Pat." I say with a light smile, "No problem Short Stack." He replies before turning to help Lindsey with something.

My phone buzzes in my pocket, "Hey, wanna meet some where for lunch? -Gxo" I smile brightly at my boyfriends question, "Yeah, in ten? -Frnkxo" I reply and shove my phone back into my pocket.

After long ten minutes I get up, telling Lindsey I'm leaving for lunch, "Meet me at the garden. -Gxo" I giggle and nod to myself, walking a little faster to the garden.

"Wanna go to that little coffee place?" Gerard asks once I arrive, I smile and nod, his smile fades, "What the hell happened to your arm?!" He cries pointing at my right arm, I look down and mentally cursed.

"Uhm, I was making lunch for the kids and accidentally stabbed myself three times?" I lie, oh my god I'm horrible. "Yeah, sure you did." He retorts, "Who did this to your Frankie?" Gerard asks a little softer this time.

I sigh, knowing I couldn't get out of this, "A kid, with anger issues in kids group flipped out and stabbed me with a fork three times in the arm, because I asked him how he was doing, don't flip out baby. It didn't hurt. I'm fine now." I explain, begging a little in the end.

Gerard's nostrils flare, his jaw clenched and so did his fists, "Gerard, he's just a kid! Please, calm down, I'm okay!" I cry, grabbing onto the collar of his t-shirt, his heavy puffs of air hitting me in the face.

I nuzzle my face into his neck softly, leaving little kisses in an attempt to calm him down. But eventually, after about what felt like an hour, was only five minutes, he calmed down and wrapped his arms around my waist, nuzzling his face into my neck.

"I should have been there to protect you Frankie." Gerard breathed out into my neck, I sigh softly, "Hey, it's okay Gerard, stop that. I'm fine, it didn't hurt," I pause, "That much. But I'm fine, I swear. This isn't your fault, you were working, saving lives if anyone were to drown." I smile and pull back, softly kissing his lips.

*

"Here's your jacket Patrick, sorry if there's a little blood," I pause, "The blood soaked through my bandages and got on it, but I washed it so it should be good." I finish, handing the dark blue hoodie over to Patrick.

He shrugs, "No biggie, I understand that the crazy kid stabbed you." Patrick giggles, slightly intoxicated by the alcohol we were all drinking, well, except Gerard and I. 

Gerard was worried that he might end up gong back to his old ways, getting drunk to the point where he passed out. I told him I wouldn't drink too, so he wouldn't feel lonely. "Hey guys, Gee and I are gonna go to sleep." I announce standing up.

Mikey hiccups, "Gee, can you carry me back to your room?" Mikey whines, I giggle a little as Gerard sighs, "Yeah Mikes, you can sleep on the couch." Gerard offers, Mikey nods and opens his arms.

The older Way picks him up and begins to walk, I trail behind them like a lost puppy.

I giggle as Gerard simply tosses Mikey onto the couch, Mikey was already asleep, snoring softly even as he falls off of the couch.

I peel my jeans and t-shirt off, climbing into the soft bed, Gerard repeats my actions and lies next to me but wraps his arms around my waist, "I love you, Franklin." He murmurs softly into my ear, causing a grin to break out onto my face, "I love you too, Gerard." I whisper back. 

Then finally sleep takes over.

(A/N:) MY APOLOGIES FOR SUCH A LATE UPDATE. I really do feel bad, I know most of you are really into this story, and I love that. I love your amazing comments, I really do, it makes me really happy and giddy and stuff like that. Hope you guys like the update! It has been proof read, if I happened to miss any mistakes please comment! -rchlxo

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