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Lemon Slices
5 Reviews'frankie, whens the last time you ate?' gerard asked. i sighed, 'about a month ago'
here it is i guess :)
Franks POV:
i lay in gerards arms, enjoying every single second i was in them. he carried me through empty waterlogged streets with a massive grin on his face.
"are you sure you can carry me gee, i should walk. i don't want you to have to carry heavy old me." i said, guilt tainting my voice. i didn't want gee to strain himself. i couldn't have him getting hurt on my behalf. gerard stopped and looked me in the eyes, his hazel-green melty eyes.
"frankie, your fucking lighter than air! it's no problem carring you!" he grinned before starting to run again. i watched the houses pass by. each one neat and tidy, so very perfect. just like my house before my fucked up family moved there. just then a house caught my eye. big-ish, bit dirty, broken windows and broken bottles littering the garden. i looked closer.
"oh my god.." i whispered, barely audioble. it was my house. i could hardly tell but the front porch and frailness of the house confirmed that it was infact mine.
"frankie?" gee asked. i cocked my head towards him and he had a look of concern on his face.
"yeah gee." i said, slowly snapped back from my own thoughts
"what's up? you just swore for no reason. tell me hun." he smiled slighty and awaited my reply. i put on my most convincing tone and smiled.
"oh nothing....i'm..er..just thinking about...." i started to babble about nonsense when gee cut me off with his lips. he pulled away and smiled before shooting me 'half-disappointed half-concerned' look.
"frankie, you're a terrible liar. tell me now." he sighed before rocking me gently. i sighed into his arms.
"okay gee. we just passed my house, thats all." i mumbled into gee's arm.
"okay frankie, i understand. lets keep going." he smiled weakly and ran on, letting the rain soak in our hair.
after a few more mintues of running and painful silence gee stopped infront of a nice 'homey' feeling house.
"well frank, it's not much but here it is. welcome to 'casa di way'...in other words my house." gee beamed before gently lowering me down onto the ground and fiddling with his keys and the lock on the door.
"i'm warning you frank, my mom...she's a hugger. she WILL hug you and quite possobly kiss you. and she knows i'm..well..gay so she's cool with it....and before i forget....my dad died when i was young in a car accident...so don't bring it up, my mum WILL cry, alot." gee mumbled as he got more fustrated with the lock. i was shocked at how open gee was with what he had just said.
"are you okay with that?" i asked sheepishly. he turned and faced me.
"i was only 3...mikey wasn't even born. i didn't know him. sure it would have been nice to have know him but...well shit happens frank...it just does." he sighed before shoving the door with great force. i sighed and watched gerard walk into his house. i followed behind cautiously.
"oh gerard! your home! i thought you'd have been out all day!" cried a voice from what i presumed was the kitchen. just then a petite woman with lovely blonde hair falling down the side of her face walked over to gerard. she had aging lines around her face but nevertheless, she was still very beautiful. i guessed she was in her 40's/50's. she was holding a plate of lemon slice cakes. i guessed she was a good cook.
"hello mom." gerard grinned and hugged her tightly.
"mom, this is frankie." he chuckled softly and gestured towards me. gerards mom looked at me and smiled.
"are you two...together?" she asked, narrowing her eyes with a smirk playing on her lips. gerard nodded and her face flooded with happiness. she ran over to me and hugged me tightly and let go but not before planting a small kiss on my cheek. i blushed and smiled.
"so thats what its like to have a real mom..." i whispered softly. gerard looked at me sadly whilst his mother gave me a confused look.
"what?" she asked. i turned away as tears threatened to escape my eyes. i heard gerard mutter softly to his mother.
"oh frankie!" she cried, i let tears fall and i faced her.
"frankie, you poor thing! come here!" she cooed and hugged me tight, tighter than before....which i thought wasn't possible. i hugged her back and smiled.
"frankie, life will get better. i promise." she smiled and pulled away from me. i dried my tears and smiled aswell.
"thanks madam way." i smiled weakly. she grinned.
"oh, what a gentlemen. gerard you know how to pick them! but please call me donna. madam way makes me sound older than you need to know i am!." she laughed and winked at gerard.
"okay....donna." i grinned. she smiled and picked up her tray of lemon slices.
"on a lighter note, who wants some cake?" she smiled. i nodded and picked one up, as did gerard. i took a bite and smiled before eating in a hurry. it had been ages since i'd last eaten and it was delicious!
"oh my! Mada---i mean donna, this is wonderful!" i grinned after i'd finished my cake.
"thank you frank....you ate it so fast...." she smiled but she seemed troubled.
"frankie, sweetie....when did you last eat?" gerard asked. My smile disappeared.
"err...umm...about a month ago." i whispered. gerard stepped closer to me.
"what?" he asked softly. my heart melted slightly.
"about a month ago." i said weakly. gerard gasped and hugged me tight, lifting me off the ground in the process.
"oh my god frank! what did you last eat then?" he nearly screamed. donna put her around gerard to try and calm him down. gerard carried me into the kitchen and started to scan the cupboards frantically.
"umm...i think it was a slice of bread..." i sighed. i watched gerard grab random items of food out from cupboards and set them on the side.
"frank, you need to eat!" he cried as he searched the cupboards more. donna put her arms around gerard and tried to stop him.
"gerard! i will make you something to eat for you both, and i'll make sure it's delish. so calm down! just relax and go to your room okay? and take these!" donna smiled and threw a large packet of doritos in my direction. gerard stopped and hugged donna before coming over to me.
"sorry frankie, i'm just so worried about you...you're just like skin and bones." he sighed as he lead me to his room. we passed the living room and went down a set of stairs before coming too a door marked 'gerards room: come in or fuck off'. i smiled. he was so sassy...and he lived in a basement.he opened the door revealing a black and red room covered with band posters and clothes. i grinned widely.
"oh my god! you're room is great!" i cooed and walked in, shortly followed shortly by gee.
"meh...it's not much, but i love it." he smiled gently and flopped down onto his bed. i walked over to his desk and saw various drawings scattered all over. they were bloody brilliant! just then one imparticular caught my eye. it was me. gerard had captured every detail of my face perfectly, even the lip and nose piercings! i picked it up and smiled.
"gerard, this is fantastic." i breathed. gerard sat up amediatly and blushed before snatching it from my frail hands.
"hey!" i whined and gerard smirked.
"nuh uh uh....i drew this the first day i saw you...it's terrible though.." gerard sighed. i leant in towards him and kissed him.
"it's fucking perfect." i smiled as gerard pulled me towards him. he kissed me back with force and played with my lip ring. i pulled away and lay next to him.
"aww frankie..." he whined and i laughed.
"dinners ready boys! oh...and mikeys home!" donna called from upstairs. i smiled and sat up, as did gerard.
"lets go eat!" i grinned childishly. gerard smiled and picked me up like i was a bride and carried me up the stairs.
"yes frankie, lets eat."
sorry for the total lameness but i updated :) yay! thanks for reading guys and i love you all! (god that sounds cheesey)
please please please R&R and i'll update soon xoxoxo!!!
Franks POV:
i lay in gerards arms, enjoying every single second i was in them. he carried me through empty waterlogged streets with a massive grin on his face.
"are you sure you can carry me gee, i should walk. i don't want you to have to carry heavy old me." i said, guilt tainting my voice. i didn't want gee to strain himself. i couldn't have him getting hurt on my behalf. gerard stopped and looked me in the eyes, his hazel-green melty eyes.
"frankie, your fucking lighter than air! it's no problem carring you!" he grinned before starting to run again. i watched the houses pass by. each one neat and tidy, so very perfect. just like my house before my fucked up family moved there. just then a house caught my eye. big-ish, bit dirty, broken windows and broken bottles littering the garden. i looked closer.
"oh my god.." i whispered, barely audioble. it was my house. i could hardly tell but the front porch and frailness of the house confirmed that it was infact mine.
"frankie?" gee asked. i cocked my head towards him and he had a look of concern on his face.
"yeah gee." i said, slowly snapped back from my own thoughts
"what's up? you just swore for no reason. tell me hun." he smiled slighty and awaited my reply. i put on my most convincing tone and smiled.
"oh nothing....i'm..er..just thinking about...." i started to babble about nonsense when gee cut me off with his lips. he pulled away and smiled before shooting me 'half-disappointed half-concerned' look.
"frankie, you're a terrible liar. tell me now." he sighed before rocking me gently. i sighed into his arms.
"okay gee. we just passed my house, thats all." i mumbled into gee's arm.
"okay frankie, i understand. lets keep going." he smiled weakly and ran on, letting the rain soak in our hair.
after a few more mintues of running and painful silence gee stopped infront of a nice 'homey' feeling house.
"well frank, it's not much but here it is. welcome to 'casa di way'...in other words my house." gee beamed before gently lowering me down onto the ground and fiddling with his keys and the lock on the door.
"i'm warning you frank, my mom...she's a hugger. she WILL hug you and quite possobly kiss you. and she knows i'm..well..gay so she's cool with it....and before i forget....my dad died when i was young in a car accident...so don't bring it up, my mum WILL cry, alot." gee mumbled as he got more fustrated with the lock. i was shocked at how open gee was with what he had just said.
"are you okay with that?" i asked sheepishly. he turned and faced me.
"i was only 3...mikey wasn't even born. i didn't know him. sure it would have been nice to have know him but...well shit happens frank...it just does." he sighed before shoving the door with great force. i sighed and watched gerard walk into his house. i followed behind cautiously.
"oh gerard! your home! i thought you'd have been out all day!" cried a voice from what i presumed was the kitchen. just then a petite woman with lovely blonde hair falling down the side of her face walked over to gerard. she had aging lines around her face but nevertheless, she was still very beautiful. i guessed she was in her 40's/50's. she was holding a plate of lemon slice cakes. i guessed she was a good cook.
"hello mom." gerard grinned and hugged her tightly.
"mom, this is frankie." he chuckled softly and gestured towards me. gerards mom looked at me and smiled.
"are you two...together?" she asked, narrowing her eyes with a smirk playing on her lips. gerard nodded and her face flooded with happiness. she ran over to me and hugged me tightly and let go but not before planting a small kiss on my cheek. i blushed and smiled.
"so thats what its like to have a real mom..." i whispered softly. gerard looked at me sadly whilst his mother gave me a confused look.
"what?" she asked. i turned away as tears threatened to escape my eyes. i heard gerard mutter softly to his mother.
"oh frankie!" she cried, i let tears fall and i faced her.
"frankie, you poor thing! come here!" she cooed and hugged me tight, tighter than before....which i thought wasn't possible. i hugged her back and smiled.
"frankie, life will get better. i promise." she smiled and pulled away from me. i dried my tears and smiled aswell.
"thanks madam way." i smiled weakly. she grinned.
"oh, what a gentlemen. gerard you know how to pick them! but please call me donna. madam way makes me sound older than you need to know i am!." she laughed and winked at gerard.
"okay....donna." i grinned. she smiled and picked up her tray of lemon slices.
"on a lighter note, who wants some cake?" she smiled. i nodded and picked one up, as did gerard. i took a bite and smiled before eating in a hurry. it had been ages since i'd last eaten and it was delicious!
"oh my! Mada---i mean donna, this is wonderful!" i grinned after i'd finished my cake.
"thank you frank....you ate it so fast...." she smiled but she seemed troubled.
"frankie, sweetie....when did you last eat?" gerard asked. My smile disappeared.
"err...umm...about a month ago." i whispered. gerard stepped closer to me.
"what?" he asked softly. my heart melted slightly.
"about a month ago." i said weakly. gerard gasped and hugged me tight, lifting me off the ground in the process.
"oh my god frank! what did you last eat then?" he nearly screamed. donna put her around gerard to try and calm him down. gerard carried me into the kitchen and started to scan the cupboards frantically.
"umm...i think it was a slice of bread..." i sighed. i watched gerard grab random items of food out from cupboards and set them on the side.
"frank, you need to eat!" he cried as he searched the cupboards more. donna put her arms around gerard and tried to stop him.
"gerard! i will make you something to eat for you both, and i'll make sure it's delish. so calm down! just relax and go to your room okay? and take these!" donna smiled and threw a large packet of doritos in my direction. gerard stopped and hugged donna before coming over to me.
"sorry frankie, i'm just so worried about you...you're just like skin and bones." he sighed as he lead me to his room. we passed the living room and went down a set of stairs before coming too a door marked 'gerards room: come in or fuck off'. i smiled. he was so sassy...and he lived in a basement.he opened the door revealing a black and red room covered with band posters and clothes. i grinned widely.
"oh my god! you're room is great!" i cooed and walked in, shortly followed shortly by gee.
"meh...it's not much, but i love it." he smiled gently and flopped down onto his bed. i walked over to his desk and saw various drawings scattered all over. they were bloody brilliant! just then one imparticular caught my eye. it was me. gerard had captured every detail of my face perfectly, even the lip and nose piercings! i picked it up and smiled.
"gerard, this is fantastic." i breathed. gerard sat up amediatly and blushed before snatching it from my frail hands.
"hey!" i whined and gerard smirked.
"nuh uh uh....i drew this the first day i saw you...it's terrible though.." gerard sighed. i leant in towards him and kissed him.
"it's fucking perfect." i smiled as gerard pulled me towards him. he kissed me back with force and played with my lip ring. i pulled away and lay next to him.
"aww frankie..." he whined and i laughed.
"dinners ready boys! oh...and mikeys home!" donna called from upstairs. i smiled and sat up, as did gerard.
"lets go eat!" i grinned childishly. gerard smiled and picked me up like i was a bride and carried me up the stairs.
"yes frankie, lets eat."
sorry for the total lameness but i updated :) yay! thanks for reading guys and i love you all! (god that sounds cheesey)
please please please R&R and i'll update soon xoxoxo!!!
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