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"GOOD!!!" they replied.
"Here's the last song of the night, it's called, 'Summertime' which I wrote for a certain someone..." He spoke, as the song started.
I watched him sing his heart out, it amazed me how much passion he put into that song. But yet, he looked upset.
The song ended and I walked backstage, following Gerard.
"Hey Gee, fuckin' great show tonight!" I complimented.
"Thanks." He said, flatly, going outside.
What the hell?
He went into his bunk, not saying anything.
I sighed and went in with him, closing the curtain.
"Gee, tell me what's goin' on." I said.
He turned to me, with tears filled in his eyes.
"Lindsey's leaving me." he whispered.
My mouth fell open, shocked.
"What...? Why?" I whispered.
"She says I've changed and that's I'm not the guy she married 4 years ago... So, she's leaving... And taking Bandit." he whispered, letting his tears go down his cheeks.
"Oh, Gee..." I whispered, pulling him into a hug.
He started sobbing into my neck, holding me close.
After about 15 minutes, the crying stopped. I sighed and rubbed his back.
I felt something nipping my neck.
I flinched a bit, looking at the tear stained face of Gerard.
"What... What were you doin', Gee?" I whispered.
"Being close to you made me realize how much I've missed this..." He pointed to me and himself.
"But, Gee, I'm married. I can't do this to Jamia..." I replied.
He nodded and turned around, facing the wall.
"I understand..." He whispered.
My face fell, biting my lip.
"Gee, I didn't mean to hurt you..." I said.
He stayed silent.
I took a deep breath and started kissing the back of his neck, sucking lightly. He groaned softly, turning around, facing me. He kissed me, roughly as I heard the sound of his shoes hit the ground. I bit his lip and he groaned, pulling off his jeans. He attacked my neck, making me curse and moan his name.
"God, how I've missed this..." He whispered, watching my shoes hit the ground.
"Me too..." I replied, pulling off my shirt.
I watched him pull off his shirt and expose his pale chest. I ran my nails down his chest, smirking wildly. He gasped softly, getting on top of me. He straddled my hips, smirking down at me. I wiggled off my jeans as Gee trailed kisses down my chest and stomach.
"God, Gee..." I whispered.
He pulled off my boxers and stared at my raging hard erection.
"Damn, Frankie, you're bigger than I remember..." He whispered, stroking me.
I moaned, pulling him back up to my lips. I kissed him, passionately, pulling off his boxers.
He settled himself between my legs, looking at me. His hazel eyes sparkled as he smiled.
"You ready, love?" he whispered.
"I've never been more ready..." I replied, then biting my lip.
He slammed into me, groaning loud. I howled.
God, he was more eager than I remember!
"You're tighter than you used to be, Frankie..." He whispered into my ear, keeping up his quick pace.
"I haven't had you in so long... That's why..." I whispered, groaning into his thrusts.
He fastened his pace, biting his lip. He gripped my hips, groaning.
"Oh god, Gee, I'm gonna cum..." I whispered, trembling.
"Fuck, me too..." he groaned.
Before I knew, all you could hear was the sound of the creaks of the bunk and the sounds of Gee do some kind of animal groan as he came.
"Fuck, Gee! FUCK!" I screamed, cumming.
I had came all over his chest. He chuckled, pulling out.
He cleaned himself up and pulled me close.
"Wow..." he whispered, kissing my head.
"That was amazing..." I whispered, panting.
He smiled, placing lazy kisses on my cheek and jaw.
"So... does this mean we're together?" he whispered, nuzzling my cheek with his nose.
"What...?" I asked, confused.
"We're together now, right?" he asked, looking more confused than I was.
"I can't." I whispered.
"W-Why not?" he asked.
"Gee. I can't just leave Jamia. I have Cherry and Lily. I can't leave them behind." I said.
"But... I.... This meant nothing then?" he whispered.
"No, it did." I replied, stroking his face.
He flinched and got out of the bunk, quickly putting his clothes back on.
I sighed and got out as well, putting my clothes on, besides my shirt.
"Gee, don't be like this." I whispered.
"Why not, Frank? We just fucking had sex and it meant nothing to you. How am I supposed to be?" he said, tearing up.
"You have to understand, I can't leave my wife and kids. It would be fuckin' selfish if I left just to be with you." I said, pointing to him.
"Oh, so I'm not fuckin' important to you?" He said, jerking his head.
"You are. It's just that... My family means more to than anyone in this world." I said, scared of what Gee might say next.
"Okay. Go with your slutty wife! Have a fuckin' nice time with her ass!" He cried, pointing in my direction.
"Excuse me? She is not a fuckin' slut. And Gee, at least I still have a fuckin' wife!" I yelled back, gritting my teeth.
I knew I had just hit a nerve.
His face fell, tears already going down his face.
"Fuck you, Frank. Forget any of this fuckin' happened. Because clearly, it doesn't matter to you." He said, going back into his bunk.
I held back tears and went to the front lounge.
Minutes later, Mikey and Ray were there.
"Hey, why did you and Gee leave so early?" Ray questioned.
"He had to talk." I replied, staring at the floor, blankly.
I had hurt him, bad.
"About?" Mikey asked.
I sighed and turned to the both of them.
"Lindsey's leaving him. She's taking Bandit, too." I whispered.
They both went silent, looking immediately worried.
"I'm gonna go check on him." Mikey said, rushing to the bunks.
Before I knew it, I heard a scream of a scared little brother.
Me and Ray rushed to the bunks, seeing a bloody Gerard on the ground.
Mikey had pulled him out of the bunks, crying.
I took Gerard in my arms, letting tears fall down my face.
I had no idea what to do now.
There he was, on the ground, almost dead.
He had put a razor to his wrists, leaving multiple cuts.
Ray had called 911, hiding his face as he cried.
Mikey knelt down behind me and I took Gee's hand, shaking.
"Gerard, everything's gonna be alright, okay? You're gonna make it through this, you understand me? I can't lose you. Not now." I sobbed.
He looked up at me, breathing uneasily. He put his bloody hand to my cheek and shook his head.
"I don't think I will..." cough "Frank, remember that I love you... As I always have... Okay?" He whispered as his breathing slowed down.
"No, no, no! You can't leave me now! Oh god, please, Gee!" I cried.
He trembled and writhed in pain, then he went silent.
"Gee? Gee?!" I sobbed, slapping his face.
"No, no, no..." I whispered, holding him close to me, sobbing.
The ambulance arrived, barging in. It happened all so fast.
They tried taking him away from me.
"No, you can't take him!" I cried.
Mikey tried to pull me away, sobbing as well.
"Frankie... He's gone. You h-have to let go!" he said.
"No! I won't!" I cried.
Ray and Mikey pulled me away, causing me to let Gerard go.
"No! No! You can't take him!" I cried, struggling in Ray's arms.
It was too late.
Gerard was gone.