Gerard
Lucy runs around in nothing but her diaper, squealing and giggling loudly. "Lucy!" I huff, chasing after her, "Come on, please?" I whine, reaching for her, she only giggles louder through her pacifier.
Finally, I just give up and plop on the couch with a sigh, rubbing my aching head. Only moments later, Lucas' squeals join in with Lucy's. I groan and shove my face into the couch. I feel a weight on my legs, then someone playing with my hair, "Frankie, Lucy won't listen to me." I mumble.
Frank chuckles and leans down, kissing the shell of my ear gently. Then the weight is gone, Frank clears his throat, "Lucas and Lucy Way, get you're butts in here!" He yells, the squealing stops and changes into the sounds of little feet stomping into the room.
"Yes mommy?" Lucy asks, her pacifier giving her a cute lisp to her words, I smile a little, but sigh into the couch cushion. Frank points to the stairs, "Go do what your father asked you." He says strictly.
Lucy nods and runs upstairs, Lucas following her, "Yay bath time!" I could hear Lucas giggling happily. Frank follows them up after placing a swift kiss to my forehead.
*
I decide to go to bed shortly after the kids were fed and laid down in there cribs. But as I lay there in the darkness with Frank curled up against my chest I think.
I used to hate children. I hated to hear them giggle and laugh. Their screaming and crying when they never got their way. But it really isn't their fault, it's their parents fault for not raising them right. Most parents spoil their kids rotten, and the kids are used to getting what they want, and when they don't get it, they throw a fit. So if I should hate anyone, it should be the parents that make their children rotten to the core.
*
I shake Frank lightly, "Baby wake up." I whisper, smiling over at Lucy and Lucas. They jump on him, "Happy birfday mama!" They squeal, Frank shoots up and rubs his head, "Huh? It's Halloween already?" He mumbles, I giggle and nod. "Happy birthday baby, I love you." I say, then kiss him gently. Frank blushes and kisses back, smiling shyly at me and the twins, "Thank you guys, and I love you too, Gee." I mewl. "You're welcome mommy!" The twins squeal happily, I grin.
After hours of deciding on what Lucy should be for Halloween, she went with being a kitten. I chuckled softly at the little outfit she were wearing. A black long sleeved shirt, black leggings and a black tutu. Of course the headband kitten ears and painted on whiskers and nose (courtesy of me).
Frank wanted to dress up too, he was wearing a dinosaur onsie, I gotta admit he did look very adorable.
The kids, AND Frank had talked me into dressing up as well. I wore a skeleton onsie just so they'd shut there mouths.
*
"Did you have fun my little angels?" I murmur as I tuck the twins in there beds and kiss their foreheads gently. Lucas nods sheepishly and passes out, I chuckle softly. Lucy smiles sheepishly, "Thank you daddy, you're the best." She whispers, then yawns and falls asleep. I smile widely and tiptoe out and go downstairs.
Frank was spread out on the couch passed out. I giggled and pick him up, carrying him up to our room and lay him down.
After I had tucked him in as well I got straight to the bathroom to take a shower. But as soon as all of my clothes are off I see myself in the mirror and my eyes water slightly. "God, I'm so fat." I whisper, pinching my stomach.
Suddenly I get angry and my vision blurs. I lash out and throw my fist into the mirror, then the anger goes away when I let out a shriek of pain, blood pouring from my right hand. I cradle it to my chest, sobbing loudly. I fall to my knees and cry hard, my head down causing my hair to curtain my face.
I didn't realize that Frank was at my side until I heard two shrieks from the doorway, but I don't dare look up.
I sit there and watch Frank pick the glass out of my hand, the twins at the door holding eachother tightly, "Daddy! Daddy! Mama, what's wrong with daddy?!" They cry, Frank just tells them that I slipped and fell. It was a horrible lie, but it was enough to calm them down.
"Gerard, what the hell happened?" Frank asks as he wraps my knuckles up, I shrug numbly and keep my head down. "Tell me, please." He murmurs, tilting my head up and moving my hair back. "I-i got mad at myself Frankie." I whisper, "I just got so mad at myself for being so fat."
"Gerard, you are not fat." Frank says, hugging me tightly. I whimper softly and nuzzle into his neck, sobbing silently.
A/N: I'm sorry I haven't updated guys! I've been very busy with school. IF I continue this when I get into Highschool (which I more than likely will not) It will be even longer waits for updates. I'm applying for a very big highschool that automatically give me two free years of college, and I really need this. I'm really sorry guys. -radrchlxo
