Fool (Frerard fanfiction)

CHAPTER 16

*GERARD'S POV*

It was nearly 10pm, which meant that visiting hours would be over soon. Everyone was asleep, everyone except Rye.

"Gee," she asked, sliding her chair over next to me, "You said you had something to tell me. What's up?"

"Oh, right. Well, uh, you see, I made a deal with Bob. Right before he beat me up." I started. Worry spread across her face. "What was it?" she stammered.

"Bob said that he wouldn't hurt Frank as long as I was 'his main toy.' Rye, I'm so sorry, I did this all for him, Frankie wouldn't be able to handle Bob and his-" Rye held up a finger to silence me.

"Why the hell are you apologizing? That was such a brave thing to do. I'm not sure I could even do that to protect Aidan!" We both looked to make sure he hadn't awoken, looked back at each other, and laughed.

"But, seriously, you were obviously the bigger man in that situation." She said. I smiled. "Thanks, Rye. Where would I be without you?"

"You'd be dead on the boys room floor."

*TIME SKIPS ARE REALLY FUNNNN*

It was 7 months later. I went back to school a week after I told Rye what I had done, and things couldn't have been better between Frank and I. We've been dating for about 9 months with no end in sight.

Frank and I were sitting on a lifeguard chair at the beach, still wearing out graduation gowns.

"Shit, I said, "We just finished senior year."

Frank pecked me on the cheek. "I'm proud of you, babe."

I took a deep breath and hopped off the chair, Frank looking surprised.

"Frank," I sighed, shaking,"I have something I wanna ask you."

Frank hopped down.

"Obviously, we're too young, but I want you to promise me, promise me, that you'll always be my bitch." I pulled out the promise ring that I bought the day of spin the bottle.

A tear spilled from Frank's eye. He nodded vigorously and shoved the ring on his finger.

"Forever your bitch." He whispered, hugging me tight.

*ANOTHER TIME SKIP YAYYYYYYY*

That was 5 years ago. Today, J and the waitress, Claire, Aidan and Rye, and Frank and I were getting married. I sat in the room with Aidan, shaking. He put a hand on my shoulder, also shaking. "You ready?" I shook my head. "Yeah, me neither."

I was standing at the altar with Claire and Aidan when the doors bust open, J's silhouette cast through the door.

Everyone went silent.

I could hear Claire hold her breath as J swaggered down the aisle

in their suit, beaming. She nearly fell up the stairs and joined us, kicking me excitedly.

Rye was next. Her short dress was simple, the same type that her prom dress was (I know this because I brought her to junior prom as a friend). A tear rolled down her face as she strode up the aisle. She gave me a small, timid wave as she reached us.

Frank's turn. Finally.

He had a red tie on, same as me. God, he looked beautiful.

He reached us, and I could feel J kick Rye as she kicked me. I grinned.

We said our vows, and now he was legally my bitch. Hell yeah.