Gerard
I watch Frank slowly wake up,"Franklin Anthony Thomas Iero Jr.! You are in so much fucking trouble!" I shout, anger coursing through my veins. He blinks a few times, looking up at me, "What the fuck did I do?!" He yells back, "Why the fuck would you lie to me?!" I scream, "I mean honestly Franklin? Lying to your boyfriend to save your own ass to go take a pregnancy test! I can't believe you!" I add on.
"You wanna know why I fucking lied? Because I'm scared Gerard! I'm a man, a grown man, carrying our child inside of me!" Frank yells, I let out a snort of unamused laughter, "Yeah right, cut the shit Frank! You aren't pregnant!" I shout. Frank pulls out a piece of paper, shoving it into my chest before getting up and running off.
I take a look at the piece of paper, Frank's name in the corner, with a small white figure in the middle of the picture, "This is a joke isn't it?" I ask loudly, he slams the bathroom door shut. "Alright! Guys you can come out, I get the joke this isn't funny!" I yell. Frank's sobs erupt from the bathroom loudly.
*
"Gerard, you need to talk to him. He won't come out of his room, an it's been three days. He's really upset, and the stress is bad for the baby!" Lindsey tells me, I shake my head and continue watching Krista draw. "Gee will be right back, okay sweetie?" Lindsey says, then grabs my arm, yanking me outside. "Go fucking talk to him or your fired!" She yells, I flinch. "Fine, get off my back." I snap, turning and walking away.
I finally get his door unlocked and step in. "Frank?" I call out, I hear movement coming from his room, "Frankie?" I say a little louder, opening the door to his bedroom. Frank lay curled up on his side, tissues surrounding him, a bucket of vomit next to his bed. But the stench was awful, "Frankie, oh my gosh." I whisper stepping closer to the small man.
"G-go away." Frank whispers, I flinch, "No, Frankie, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." I say sitting myself next to him, pulling him into my arms. He sobs into my chest and clings to my shirt, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry I didn't tell you!" He yells into my shirt, "Shh, it's okay now, I shouldn't have overreacted anyways." I mumble, kissing his dirty head. "Come on, let's get you in the shower." I whisper, standing with him in my arms.
Frank buries his face into my chest and nods, "O-okay.. Can you clean up while I shower please?" He mumbles, "Of course baby." I say setting him down. He gathers some clothes and disappears into the bathroom, I turn and sigh,
I pick the tissues up, throwing them away. I take the bucket of vomit and dump it into the trash, then take the trash out completely. I take the sheets off of his bed and throw them in the washer, "Gee can you bring me a bigger towel please?" Frank's tired voice shouts from the bathroom. I pick up the biggest towel I could find from the hallway closet and walk to the bathroom door, "I don't know how big you wanted the towel to be, so I got the biggest one." I mumble as he takes it.
I hear him giggle softly, "It's okay, sweet heart." Frank says, I smile and lean against the wall. Soon he emerges from the bathroom, I grab his shoulder and get down on my knees, pressing my lips to his bare stomach, "I will love you, and our baby, Frankie." I say softly, looking up at him, "I know baby." He bends down and kisses my forehead gently, "I love you." Frank whispers, "I love you too, so much." I whisper back.
A/N: Yay they made up!:D -rchlxo
