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I was finally free to leave the hospital on Monday, which luckily for me we had no school. Gerard called his mom and explained the situation so she wouldn't be completely freaked out when she came over and found a thirteen year old boy hanging out in her sons house.

I didn't want her to think I was a prostitute or something.

"Ready to go Frankie boy," Gerard said, taking the extra boxes that had came out of my room and setting them on the bed of his pick up truck along with several boxes of other things that had came out of the house.

I jumped in the car beside him and scouted as close as I could and bit down on his neck, leaving a small imprint.

"Frank save that for later." I sighed and threw my head back against the seat.

"We are here." I got out of the car and grabbed my bags from the back, taking them and setting them inside by the door.

"I'm going to show you where your room is. Until you turn 18 you can't sleep in the same room with me-that is all the time," he said as he smirked. I grabbed his hand and followed him up the stairs for what he calls a little R and R.