Twins (Frank Iero x Reader)

Monday Night Madness

Y/N POV

Within the blink of an eye, the weekend was over. Saturday we all spent together, we even went out for ice cream, which made the kids very happy. It honestly gave me butterflies when we had loaded up into the three-rowed van. The butterflies reappeared when I remembered how I sat passenger to Frank while he drove with the most beautiful smile on his face. They reappeared when I thought of how I looked back to see all of the strapped-in children bonding. It was heartwarming.

But I shook the butterflies and went back to what I was doing, which was folding laundry. The kids were asleep, so I decided now would be a great time to get some stuff done around here. That's really how most nights went.

While the kids are at school, I work, then I pick them up when I get out and it's not like I can clean while they're running around. As I folded the last shirt, I heard loud sobbing from the kids' bedroom. I threw the shirt down and bolted up the stairs, nearly falling as I did so.

I walked into their room and saw Kat crying as she hugged her stuffed cat really tight.

"What's wrong, honey? Bad dream?" I asked as I scooped her up and bounced her gently. She nodded her head and continued crying.

"Mama, I w-want F-Frank." She sobbed harder. It broke my heart.

"Honey, it's night time, he's probably asleep." I whispered into her hair. My words made her break down even harder. Should I call him? Would that make it better or worse?

"B-But I w-w-want h-him!" She hiccupped. The crying didn't stop, it only worsened. This went on for at least twenty minutes before I caved.

"Would you like it if I tried to FaceTime him?" I asked her. She pulled back and quickly nodded as silent tears continued to stream down her face. I pulled out my phone and internally prayed that he wasn't asleep, that this would work.I opened up his contact information and hid the 'FaceTime' option. It rang a few times, but he picked up.

"Hey, Y/N, what's up?" He asked groggily.

"I'm so so so so so sorry if I woke you, but Kat has been crying for a solid twenty-five minutes and asking for you. I told her I'd try to call, I'm so sorry." I apologized.

"No, no, it's fine. Let me talk to her." He replied. I pulled her up onto my lap and held my phone in front of us. She quickly wiped her tears away and waved at him with a bright grin on her face. "What's wrong, sweetie?" He asked into the phone.

"I had a bad dream." She pouted.

"What was it about? Talk to me." He gave a small smile to her with sympathetic eyes.

"Well, we were back at the accident and daddy wasn't there at all this time and instead of h-him in the c-car, it was y-you and m-m-mommy." She began sobbing again. Tears started to form in my eyes as well, but I had to hold them back. I refused to cry in front of them.

Well, now he knows how my husband died.

"Hey, calm down, okay? Look at me." He spoke softly. She followed along with him as he had her take some deep breaths, "I'm right here, okay? Your mom and I are fine." She nodded a little before he spoke again, "Nightmares are just things we tend to worry about that come to life at night. They aren't real, just bad thoughts, worries. Okay?"

"I wish you were here." She pouted. Her dream still left an ache in my chest, but the fact that my children love this man so much made it ease a little.

"I wish I was too, honey. Do you think you can go back to sleep now? You have to get up early!" She nodded and thanked him, blowing him a kiss before crawling off of me. I tucked her back in and kissed her forehead before leaving the room.

"Again, I'm so sorry about that. Nothing I did would stop it." I said quietly. I was still pushing back the tears that threatened to spill.

"Don't apologize, I really don't mind." He softly spoke. Then I gave in, I finally caved.

"I just don't really understand how she can remember that day, you know? They were only two or three." I choked up. A single tear rolled down my cheek. I've never felt weaker in my life. "I'm sorry, now I'm bothering you too."

"Hey, hey, hey, no. You're not bothering me at all, I promise." I nodded silently before he spoke up again, "I'm going to call Ray and see if he'll come sit with the kids and then I'll be over, okay? I want to actually talk."

"No! No, don't do that. I'll be fine." I was kind of shocked he would even offer to do that.

"I insist. I'll be there soon." He was relentless. I nodded and said a quick 'goodbye' before hanging up.

It honestly amazed me that he would do this. Not even my sister would cave in and comfort me on nights like these.

Frank POV

Seeing her like this broke my heart, as did hearing Katarina's dream. Once I hung up, I quickly dialed Ray's phone number, which only rung once.

"Hey, what's up? Is everything okay?" He asked worriedly.

"Would you mind coming over for maybe an hour? The kids are already asleep but I, uh, I have to go talk to someone. I'll explain everything later, I promise." He thankfully agreed and said he would be here in ten minutes.

I got out of my pajamas and put on a black hoodie and some sweatpants. I ran around and checked on all three of the kids one last time before I heard the doorbell ring. I went back down the stairs and opened it for Ray.

"I really am sorry for this, thank you so much."

"It's fine! I wasn't doing anything anyway." He shrugged. I grabbed my car keys and wallet, then left the house.