After The Break Up

Chapter 16

Gerard's P.O.V

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Two hours later.

I woke up to Frank snoring lightly. Somehow we'd switched sides in our sleep. So I was by the curtain. My head hurt still. The headache was pretty bad. So I pulled back the curtain and climbed out. I closed the curtain then headed to the kitchen. I'd refused tablets so I'll just have to cope. I make a coffee then go sit on the couch. I notice Franks phone on the coffee table. Trust him to leave it in here. I sigh. Then his phone ring's. It's Jamia. I answer incase it's about the kids.

Jamia: "Hey, baby."

Baby?

Me: "Sorry, Jamia. Franks asleep."

Jamia: "Why do have his phone?"

Me: "He left it in here. I've only just noticed it."

Jamia: "Oh. Okay. Look I'm sorry, Gerard."

Me: "For what?"

Jamia: "He hasn't told you yet?"

Me: "Told me what?"

Jamia: "I don't think it's my place to tell you."

Me: "Tell me what?"

Jamia: "I can't. Frank will kill me. I can't...."

Me: "It's okay. I'll tell him I forced you. That I wouldn't leave you alone till you told me."

Jamia: (Sigh) "Okay." (Pause)"Frank and I are trying again. For the kid's."

My heart stopped. Frank is leaving me?

Jamia: "I'm sorry, Gerard. Frank said that when he gets back from tour, we can go away for a couple of weeks. As a family. He said thing's between you were...wrong. Not what he wanted. He said he must have been kidding himself. He told me earlier when you was at the hospital. I'm sorry, Gerard. He told me he love's me. He said he was going to tell you when you got back that he's breaking up with you. I'm so sorry, Gerard."

She started crying. My heart was in pieces. Frank's been lieing to me. I should never have believed him.

Me: "It's okay, Jamia. I'll won't let him take it out on you. Thank you for telling me. Bye."

I hung up then put the phone on the table. I stared into space. I feel so..dirty. So used. I stand up and head for the small shower. I take a change of clothes with me. Once I'm in the shower, I let the tears flow. I keep my noises quiet as the too hot water pelts down onto my skin. I scrub every part of me until I'm red. I look at myself in the full length mirror on the door. I hate myself so much. It's no wonder he's going back to Jamia. I mean my body is awful. That's why I've always kept it covered. I look at my carrot coloured hair. Time for a change. I turn the water off and start drying myself when I hear a knock on the door.

"Gerard, baby." Frank calls. "Is that you?"

I try to sound normal as I finish off drying myself and start getting dressed.

"I'll be out in a minute." I manage to say.

"I could come help you." He says with a giggle.

I close my eye's briefly as I slip on my shoe's and tie them. I'm already dressed now. So I just unlock the door and frown down at my phone as it rings. Lyn-z. I answer it as I walk past Frank, ignoring him.

Me: "What's up?"

Lyn-z: "Are you ever going to answer the phone with a simple hello?"

I sit at the kitchen table. Frank sits across from me, frowning. "What's wrong?" He asked. "Why is your skin so red? Why won't you look at me?"