Sorry it took so long ._.
Once again, writters block has kidnapped me and devoured me whole o.o ... Yeah I dunno what that was supposed to mean either xDD
Anyway yeah, last time I updated it was like 3 days before my first MCR show. So yeah I waited outside the venue foe 6 hours (for no reason at all), went inside, bought merch and well ... enjoyed myself I guess xD It was the best day of my life o.o
-I am so sorry if this chapter sucks, It's 3 o clock in the morning and I'm staying up to write this for you so the least you people can do is review Seriously. -
~Chapter 10~
"Oh s-sorry Lyndsey! I'll be out in a m-minute!" Frank stuttered and pulled away. I laughed at the fact that his cheeks were a deep shade of red. He looked at me questioningly, "What?". I smirked, "You're too cute for your own good." "Shhh!" Frank hushed pointing toward the door. I rolled my eyes. "I'm gonna go now. Like Lyndsey said, my coffee's gettin' cold." Frank shrugged and unlocked the door. Before pulling down the stainless-steel handle to open the door he stopped and turned to face me, smirking. "You may wanna fix that by the way." Frank said trying to suppress his laughter. Wait what? "Fix what?" I asked, confused. "You'll figure it out." He winked, opened the door, left and the door closed behind him. What was he talking about? Fix wha- oh. It was just then that I had noticed that the silver-studded belt that had been buckled securely around my hips was now opened and the top button and fly on my black skinny jeans was opened revealing the red boxer shorts that I was wearing underneath. "How the fuck did he even do that?" I complained. Frank must of heard me complaining because I heard him laughing outside the door. I shook my head and smiled. That cheeky fucker.
I soon left the bathroom looking like myself again. I had fixed my hair, my eyeliner and my eyes were no longer red from sobbing like the baby I was. Oh, and I fixed my trousers. How the hell had he done that without me noticing? Anyway, I left the bathroom and Ray, Lyndsey and Frank were sitting on the seats where the previous incident between me and Lyndsey had taken place. I shrugged at the thought of what had happened. I really could of handeled that better.
Ray was sitting cross-legged on one of the chairs, reading a comic book that I had seen in the shop beforehand. Frank was talking to Lyndsey, and from what I could tell he was reassuring her. He had a warm smile on his face, was speaking queitly and had an arm around her shoulders. Every now and then Lyndsey would nod and wipe her eyes. Had she been crying? Oh great, I'd made her cry again. Way to go, Gee. Way to fucking go. I walked over to them and went to take the free seat between Ray and Frank but stopped when Lyndsey took hold of my wrist. I turned around to see her eyes were just as red as mine had been and her once cheerful smile I had seen not so long ago was gone. It was then when the guilt began to sink in. I leaned down on my knees beside her and brought her into a gentle hug. Then she began to cry again. "Shh... It's okay. Please don't cry. You know I hate it when you cry." I said pulling away and wiping her tears with the back of my hand. She sniffed, "S-sorry." "Oh my God. Will you please stop apoligizing!" I smiled and placed a soft kiss on her forehead. "I'm the one who should be apoligizing, silly! I shouldn't of reacted like that. It was just a surprise." I admitted. "Sorry" I said, apologetically. She nodded, "S'okay". Then a small smile spread accross her lips. "So. Have you decided on weither you want it or not?" I asked. She thought for a minute. "Do you want it?" She asked. "Umm. Well I'll want it if you want it. And, if you don't, I don't." I explained. She smiled and then nodded. "Then we shall keep it!" She said happily, wiping her eyes again. Ray must of been lost in his cheap two-dollar comic because it was just then that he noticed Lyndsey had been crying. "Woah! Wait, what'd I miss!" He exclaimed with a confused look on his face. Everyone laughed, apart from a very confused Ray.
*~*2 MONTHS LATER*~*
-Franks POV-
"Hmm... Maybe this one. No wait this one, no no no! This one, definetlly this one. Hmm or maybe this one ... " Lyndsey sighed out of frustration and placed her hand to her forehead. "No I like this one. But then again that one's cute too. Why is it so hard to choose! Frank help me!" She demanded slamming her fist down on the kitchen counter top. I sighed and then looked down at the thick catalogue that contained many different shades of paint. "Uhmm, how 'bout that one?" I said placing my finger on a really bright shade of blue. Lyndsey shook her head, "Nope, that's too bright." "This one?" "Too blue." "How about that?" "Hmm. Yeah I like that one... but look at this!" She said pointing at a shade of dark pink. "Then go for that one." "Gee probably wont like it though ... " She sighed. "Lyndsey, if you like it. Gerard will like it!" I said sternly. I really don't wanna be here right now. Why was I here picking out colors for his daughters room? Yes, it's a girl. This we found out several week ago. I let out a loud sigh which made Lyndsey look over at me and notice how annoyed I was. She sighed, "Sorry Frank, I know you don't wanna do this. But I didn't wanna pick by myself ... " She said. "Why didn't you ask Gee then?" I asked raising an eyebrow. "I really don't like annoying him ... " She explained, now looking rather down. "Frank, could I tell you something?" She asked. "I know it's stupid, but I kinda need someones opinion." I smiled warmly, "Sure, go right ahead." Lyndsey sighed, "Have you... noticed anything strange about Gerard lately?" She asked. I shook my head, "Not really, no. Why?" She looked over at me, frowning. "I think he might be cheating on me..." She said, sadly. "Oh..." I said, surprised. She nodded, looking down at her hands that were placed on her lap. "Why would you think that?" I asked. She blushed slightly, "Umm. When we were , uhmm... " "Without the details please!" I interupted covering my eyes dramatically with the palms of my hands. She giggled and I dropped my hands. She looked at me once again, her face expressionless. I gulped at the sudden tension in the room. "Frank..." "Yeah?" "Is there anything going on between you and Gee?" She asked, in a serious tone. Her question took me by surprise which made me blink repeatedly. "Umm what?" I laughed nervously. "That time when you two were in the bathroom, in the hospital. I heard these ... noises..." She explained and her eyebrows furrowed. "What k-kind of noises?" I stuttered. "Uhmm... moaning and-" "Lyndsey, do you really think Gerard would cheat on you?" "No ... Well I dunno." "Well I can safely tell you that nothing has ever happened between myself and Gerard." I laughed. "Oh okay. A-are you sure? Because well..." She stopped and thought. "Because well?" "Remember that story I was trying to tell you before? The one about, you know ... " She said, hoping I would remember. I nodded. "Well... um.." She stopped. "What is it Lyn?" "He called me Frank, okay!" "W-what?" I stuttered, slightly confused. Lyndsey sighed, "Let me explain in a way even you can understand..." She said and cleared her throat. "Oh god! Oh my god, Frank!" She moaned, acting out what had happened. "Woah woah woah WOAH! Okay Lyndsey I get the picture!" I said burying me face in my hands.
"And that, my dear Franklin, is what fucking happened!" She finished taking a few strands of her hair out of her eyes. At this point I felt mixed emotions. Most of it was guilt though. "Okay um, okay..." I began. "Lyndsey, nothing is going on! Trust me, you would be the first person I would tell if there was! You know well that I wouldn't be able to live with the guilt." I reassured her. Her once pissed off expression turned into a soft smile. She nodded, "I guess you're right..." She began. "God I feel so stupid." She laughed putting one hand on her hip and the other on her forehead.
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