Drowning In Love And Sorrows - New Chapters!

Over My Head

GERARD'S POV

I woke up, still in my clothes. I turned over and saw that Jalyn wasn't there. I got up and wondered, was it a dream? I lifted myself from my bed and left the room that reeked of alcohol. I half stumbled down the stairs and took three Advil once I got to the kitchen.
"My head" I said walking to the fridge. I opened it and reached to the unopened bourbon bottle.
"You wonder why your head hurts" Jalyn's voice said behind me. I turned around and popped the cap off. I took a swig and made a sour face at the strong taste. She took the bottle from me and set it back in the fridge.
"Come on Jay" I said begging.
"Sober, remember?" She replied just as Mikey ran down the stairs and swooped Jalyn into a hug.
"Thank Jesus you're home. Uh, I missed you Jay" he said excitedly. Mouse ran in front of him and sat at Mikey's feet, staring into the girl who saved him. She smiled and told him she's putting me through rehab. He went up stairs to get ready for the day ahead.

Jalyn went to her room and changed into light wash jeans, a gray shirt, and her patch covered bomber jacket. Her eyeliner was straight as could be and it seemed as if every eyelash was separated from the other. Her hair was down, and her red ends had almost faded out. She walked out beautiful as ever, and grabbed my hand, leading me up stairs.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"You don't think I'm going to school alone... do you?" She replied to me. I just smiled and followed her upstairs. She went into my closet and pulled out my shirt with the 'Sniper' patch and laid it out next to some jeans.
"Can't I just wear a pullover and sweats" I pleaded.
"To get sober you have to act sober" she said. I rolled my eyes at her methods and she turned around as I took off my clothes to change.
"Come on... nothing you haven't already seen" I told her sarcastically as I slid my pants off.
"True... but still awkward" she replied. I put on the clothes. She turned around and pulled me into the bathroom. She sat on the counter as she fixed my hair. She swooped it back with gel and did my eyeliner for me. She covered the bags underneath my eyes and smiled at me. I looked at her as she let her blue eyes burn into me. I moved in to her and it got dead silent. We stayed there each thinking the same thing. But neither of us acted on our wants.
"Okay, handsome, lets show you off" she said breaking the silence and jumping down from the counter. I followed her out of the door and to the car. We went into the school a few minutes late. Mikey waved goodbye and rushed to class and Jalyn and I did the same.

After second period, lunch finally came and I sat by Jalyn. It's just me her and Hannah in second lunch. We sat down and Hannah was looking distraught.
"What's up with you" I asked.
"Frank is weird. Like weirder than normal. He was playing in his basement last night, and his dad opened the door so I walked downstairs and he was just calmly playing in his dad's studio. Normally he's head banging and jumping around... he writes a lot. Just crazy cool poems and he writes them into songs" she said in a worried tone.
"Yea! He was writing in class the other day. It was super good. The riff was insane, he said he was touching up your lyrics and adding the riff" Jalyn said, adding to the story.
"Writing? For me? I haven't given him any songs to look at yet... I mean I've written, but I don't like anything enough to record it yet" I said confused.
"Maybe it's his family. His dad has always been pushing him to write and play harder stuff. His dad was in a bunch of bands on drums. His mom is away this month so he has to stay with his dad. It's probably a lot of pressure" Jalyn said making up reasonable explanations.
"Has he said anything about his family to you?" I asked.
"No, actually I don't know anything about his family. He never tells me about them. I just know his parents are divorced" Hannah said beginning to sound a little irritated.
"I'll talk to him for you because now I wanna know why he lied to me" Jalyn said reassuringly. We sat through the rest of lunch and talked about Hannah and Frank. After lunch I basically zoned out through my third and fourth period.

When I walked out of fourth period I saw Jalyn talking to Frank. She seemed happy so it couldn't have been going badly.

JALYN'S POV

"Hey, Frankie... can we talk?" I asked catching up to him in the hallway.
"Of course" he said sweetly.
"We're a little worried about you. Hannah says you're acting weird. Is everything okay?" I asked, a bit scared of the answer.
"Nope. I'm not okay" he said plainly. I was a little confused as to why he seemed so accepting of being upset.
"Well what happened?" I asked.
"My dad sucks. I can't be mad at him because then he pulls the 'I'm the reason you're into music' thing. I can't please him. He wants me to go solo, and write my own songs and sing, but I like where I'm at. In a successful band with my best friends. My mom never pays a lot of attention to me so I'm just alone... in a family support type of thing. He want me to go on tour, so I go on tour and when I come home he tells me that the tour was pitiful... I'm just angry about it. I didn't want to tell you because you're all messed up and I didn't want to worry Hannah... I'm sorry. I didn't want to lie to you guys" he said. Frank doesn't cry. It's worse. He just gets angry with himself and shuts down inside. It's his self destruction.
"Frankie, it okay. You need to tell us stuff. It'll never get better if you don't tell us. I'm
Sorry" I hugged him. I've known him for 15 years and he's never scared me so much. I looked down and was struck by what I saw. Scars. All down his arms. Swollen. New. My eyes grew wider and all I said;
"We'll take care of it, I promise"

Hello my loves, another chapter for you and more very soon! I love you Killjoys🖤🕷