Killjoy Family

Chapter 5

Becky's POV

I woke up on the couch, alone. Gerard wasn't there anymore, it never looked like he was in the first place. The pillows were stacked neatly and a blanket was draped over me. I stretched and glanced at the clock. It was four forty five, and there was a note lying on the coffee table. 

Becky-

Went to check on Mikey (that guy will stick a fork into a toaster) it is 4:40, so I'll be back around five fifteenish. I'm bringing chinese.

Don't do anything stupid, Gerard

Well he wasn't gone for long. I sighed and sat up. I had promised Frank I'd go over to his later, and now seemed like a good time to do it. 

I dragged my ass off the couch and straightened myself up a little bit before walking out the door and to the next floor. I knocked on apartment 403 and a tired looking Frank answered. 

"Becky, hey. Didn't believe you'd actually come." He joked. I smiled.

"Well here I am."

"Gee isn't with you is he?" 

"No. But he will be at my place soon."

"Fair enough." He took my hand and led me inside. He held my hand all the way to his bedroom, where he sat me down and closed the door. There was a weird silence as Frank paced around the room.

"He didn't, do anything to you, did he? Cause if he did-"

"He didn't even try anything. You are overreacting, Frank."

"He will hurt you."

"I can take care of myself."

"Don't keep lying to yourself, Beck."

"I'm not."

"Yes, you are." He took a seat next to me and put his hand under my chin. " You need someone to be there for you, Becky. You are a beautiful girl, and people might hurt you." He inched closer. "I will protect you, Becky." He whispered placing his lips on to mine. "I will always be here." He whispered again.

I sat there, in his arms, dumbfounded that Frank was actually fucking kissing me. He was soft and gentle with it, not really pressuring me but I could tell he wanted more. He began leaving a trail of kisses down my neck.

"Frank...stop" He looked up and smirked.

"You know you love it."

"Frankie, just ,not now." I whispered trying not to show how much pleasure I was feeling. I looked up and frowned slightly.

“Fine. But Gerard still isn’t any good for you.”

“Neither are you.” He furrowed his eyes at my comment. He released me from his grasp and we stood up.

“Still friends?” I asked putting out a hand.

“Bestest friends.” He stated pulling me into a tight hug. I hugged tigtly back before pulling away and grinning.

“Well, I better be off. Bye, Frank.”I leaned in a pecked him on the cheek. 

“See you Beck. We all should definatley do something this week.”

“Agreed. Call you then.” I walked out of the apartment and down to my own, where Gerard sat against the wall. He noticed my footsteps and looked up.

“Becky!” He cried leaping to his feet and rushing to me, squishing me in a tight hug. “I thought you got kidnapped or raped or axe murdered or something!” He pulled away and held me shoulder length.