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Gerard is frozen on top of me. Looking over my shoulder at... Oh fuck... It's Chrissy... Standing in the door way...

"I'm so sorry. I didn't know you were uhh busy" She said covering her eyes a little.

"What did you want?" I said as Gerard got up off me. I tugged my shirt back down and buttoned my jeans back up as I got up.

"Um, I wanted to use the phone." She said softly as she took a step backwards into the hall.

"There's a phone in the kitchen Chrissy." I said plainly.

"I know... I uh.. Just wanted to ask you if it was okay first." She said looking down at her feet.

"Well then use whatever phone you want." I say slightly annoyed. Gerard frowns at me. Chrissy is just standing there still. What the fuck is she waiting for?

"Did you need help dialing or something?" I say to her and Gerard pinches my arm.

"Is that like a blonde joke?" Chrissy laughs a little. I just look at her. "Oh yeah... uh. Frankie's in the kitchen looking for that bottle you said you had. And uh he's making quite a mess." She laughed a little more nervously now.

"Fuck...thanks Chrissy" Gerard says as he ran down the hall towards the kitchen.

"You know I tried to stop him!" Chrissy calls out after Gerard. I just rolled my eyes. I don't know why he's being so nice to her...

"You can use that phone there." I say pointing to it on the floor. She smiles and picks it up "Its not long distance is it?" I was teasing her a little again now that Gerard was gone.

She shakes her head no. "Oh no the first 3 minutes are free." She says as she punches some numbers into the phone.

"What?" I gasp at her with my mouth open.

"Shhh...It'll just be a minute Elle." She says as she lifts the phone to her ear. "I just want to call my psychic to see if Frankie's 'the one'." She says to me very seriously and turns her back to me slightly. I just looked at her in shock.

"Uh hi dad is mom home yet?" She says into the receiver. She turns back around and is smiling widely at me now.

"Fuck you Chrissy!" I whisper smiling back at her shaking my head a little.

She covers the mouthpiece a little. "Hey I can be pretty funny too you know." She laughs.

I left Chrissy alone in my room to talk to her parents. I went in to the kitchen and Gerard was making Frankie put back all the crap that he pulled out of the cabinets. I sat at the table and lit a cigarette watching him.

"You don't have any liquor at all Elle." Frankie says to me as he puts the last few boxes away.

"I do too." I say to him as Gerard shuts the cabinet door.

"I just emptied the entire cabinet Elle." Frankie says sitting down at the table across from me. "Trust me there's nothing even remotely alcoholic in there." He sighs and lays his head down on the table in defeat.

"You must really want a drink!" I laugh at Frankie. He just sighs lifts his head slightly.

"I think he wanted it for Chrissy." Gerard laughs. Frankie didn't say anything.

"Is she like an alcoholic or something?" I say seriously. I mean maybe that's why she's always so perky... Some people are mean drunks... maybe she's a happy drunk?

Gerard shook his head. "Naw, but she's gonna have to be pretty drunk if Frankie thinks she's gonna put out-"

"Fuck you Gerard!" Frankie says jumping up from his chair and playfully punching Gerard in the stomach.

"I don't think she's gonna do that either man." Gerard laughs as he hits Frankie back.

"That's enough." I say getting up. They ignore me and continue to roughhouse in my kitchen. "Hey that's enough." I yell louder and they stop just as Chrissy comes back into the kitchen.

"Do you drink vodka?" I say to her and she shrugs a little. "I can uh mix it in lemonade if you want? I say to her.

"Uh okay." She says nodding a little.

"You are not going to the store," Gerard says as he runs his hands through his hair. He's leaning against the kitchen counter now. He didn't look at me when he said it... He was looking down at his feet. He was kicking his boot slightly on the linoleum and it was starting to scuff up my floor.

"Cut that out." I say hitting his leg. "Your gonna leave a mark." I say pointing to the floor. He looked up at me and our eyes locked. I knew why he didn't want me going... How could he think that I even would?

"And I'm not gong anywhere Gerard." I say reaching around him and putting my cigarette out in the ashtray on the counter. "I told you I have some in the cabinet." I tell him.

"I looked through all your cabinets Elle!" Frankie tells me waving his hands in the air. "And there's nothing in there." He says. Chrissy is staring at Frankie ... watching every little move he makes...I think Gerard may be wrong... I doubt Frankie will need any alcohol to get her to put out....

"That's cause its in the liquor cabinet." I say shaking my head slightly. Trying to get the mental image I just had of Frankie and Chrissy out of my mind. Ewww...

"You have a liquor cabinet?" Frankie asks raising his eyebrows at me.

"Uh yeah its in the dining room." I say sighing.

"You have a dining room?" Gerard asks from behind me.

"Uh yeah." I say unsteadily. I walk over to the door on the far side of the kitchen "What did you think was in here?" I say as I slide it open revealing the dining room. Frankie jumps up and practically knocks me down going through the doorway.

"I don't know." Gerard says as he walked in after me.

"Fuck Elle!" Frankie yells out opening the cabinet and looking at all the bottles on the shelves. Gerard is shaking his head at me.

"Where the fuck did you get all this from?" Gerard asks me. I didn't answer him I push Frankie out of the way and pull out an almost full bottle of vodka.

"They're all open though." I say handing it to Gerard. He just shrugs and takes it from me. "You don't mind?" I say.

"Mind what?" Gerard says handing the bottle to Frankie as I shut the cabinet.

"That's its opened." I exclaimed. Gerard raised an eyebrow at me. "My papa said it was rude to serve people from an open bottle." I explain. "So whenever someone came and wanted a drink he'd open a new bottle." I said shutting the dining room light as we walked out.

"I don't think Frankie minds." Gerard laughed as we went back into the kitchen. I watched Frankie pour a little in a cup and hand it to Chrissy. She was looking down at it with uncertainty. Then she looked over at Frankie who was smiling at her and she went to drink it.

"Fuck Frankie." I said taking the cup right out of her hand before she took a sip.

"Hey" he protested. She looked relieved.

"You gotta mix it for her first." I say snatching the bottle from him. I pull down a glass pitcher from the shelf and dump the vodka in. "Get me the lemonade mix in that cabinet Chrissy." I say to her and she nods. I get a big spoon from the drawer and dump some powder mix in.

"Can I talk to you?" Frankie says to Gerard, I look up as he nods towards the living room. They start to walk out of the kitchen and Gerard looks back over his shoulder at me and then at Chrissy like he wasn't sure about leaving me alone in the kitchen with her...

'Just go' I mouth to him. He gives me this whole be nice to her kind of stare as he walks out.... Whatever...
I pour a little water into the pitcher and stir it some more powder "What do you think?" I say to Chrissy.

She looks at it and makes a face. "Its uh yellow?" She says like she's not sure.

"Uh yeah... its lemonade... you know the lemons make it yellow." I say biting down on my lip as I pour some into her cup. She's trying not to make a face at it. "You don't like yellow?" I laugh, "I mean come on Chrissy. I figured yellow was your favorite color!" I say handing her the cup.

"Why would you think that?" She said tilting her head a little.

"You know its like the sun... you like sunshine right!" I laugh. "Its like happy liquid sunshine...in a cup." I say pouring some into my cup and taking a sip. It wasn't half bad... I took another sip. "Now drink up." I say nodding to her.

"Actually it looks piss." She said frowning holding her cup up to the light. I started choking a little on that last gulp I took. "Oh I'm sorry that was rude," She said patting my back.

"You know I'm starting to like you Chrissy." I laugh.

"What do you mean starting to? I thought we were friends?" She says looking at me intently. I take another drink from my cup stalling a little. She smiles a little. "I'm just kidding Elle." She laughs. "I know you never really liked me." She says shrugging.

"Its not that I didn't like you." I said trying to explain. She raised her eyebrow at me. "Okay okay..." I said filling my cup again. "So I never really liked you." I say taking another sip.

"Why?" she asked as she finished off her cup too.

"I uh... just didn't know you." I said shrugging a little. "You just seemed to be all happy all the time." I told her. "Like annoyingly happy."

"I kinda get like that when I'm nervous." She said laughing a little.

"Well then you must be nervous a lot." I laugh.

"Its usually around Frankie too." She said downing what was left in her cup in one gulp. I watched her fill it again. "I was surprised you even agreed to this." She said taking a small sip from her cup now. I shrugged. It wasn't really up to me. "Do you think Frankie likes me?" She said as she filled our cups again. She held mine out for me.

"I really don't know." I said taking it from her and drinking most of it in one gulp.

"I really like him." She sighed.

"Yeah I know." I laughed swirling around what was left in my cup.

"He's real cute." She says smiling.

"I know." I reply.

"No I mean like adorably cute." Chrissy says taking a sip from her cup.

"I know." I say refilling my cup again.

"He's a good kisser to." She says giggling a little.

"I know." I blurt out stupidly. Chrissy puts her cup down and looks at me funny. Oh Fuck... I just look at her blankly. Before she can say anything the guys walk back in.

"I thought you were making lemonade?" Frankie yells out.

"I did." I said putting my cup down.

"Well, where is it?" I hear Gerard's voice say. I look up and he's next to Frankie now. Chrissy is giggling.

"I think we drank it all" She says and I look over at the almost empty pitcher on the table.

"Oh fuck." I say shaking my head at it. "I can make more." I say picking up the spoon. Gerard said not to... he seemed pretty happy that I was being nicer to Chrissy too. It was easier now that she was little drunk she was a little less happy and a little more normal. Or maybe it cause I was drunk and she was the same but it just didn't bother me as much... Either way...

We ended up all sitting on the living room floor for some reason watching cartoons on TV. Things were going really well until Frankie pulled out a deck of cards from I don't know where and started shuffling them on the coffee table.

"Do you guys want ta play?" Frankie said smiling a little at Chrissy who was sitting next to him. She nodded. I shook my head no. I was curled up next to Gerard who was leaning against the couch.

"Why not babe?" Gerard said leaning forward a little and shutting the TV with the remote.

"I don't know how to play any card games." I say plainly as Frankie starts passing cards out on the table.

"Come on Elle, everyone knows how to play poker." Frankie laughs. Gerard and Chrissy nodded.

"Well not me." I say picking my pile up off the table. "How do you play this game anyway?" I say looking at the cards in my hand.

"You look at the cards and match them up." Gerard says shuffling the cards around in his hand.

"Like go fish" I ask.

Chrissy looks up from her cards and nods. "Uh sort of" she says arranging her cards as well.

"Oh okay." I say. I guess were suppose to arrange our cards or something...

"Can I go first?" I ask and no one answers. So I pull out the two Jacks from my pile and place them next to each other proudly on the table. They all look at me funny.

"Oh do I get to say go fish now?" I ask. Frankie is shaking his head at me.

"No Elle that's not how you play... oh gosh... ummm" Chrissy said.

"Were not playing go fish Elle." Gerard laughs a little.

"Then what are we playing?" I ask.

"Poker." Frankie says.

"So I say 'Go Poker' now?" I ask trying to figure out the rules.

"You don't say anything." Frankie snaps at me snatching the cards from my hand.

"I told you I don't know how to play." I say to him.

"Ill show you- come here." Gerard says pulling me onto his lap as Frankie dealt the cards again. I watched them play hand after hand... I still didn't get it...Eventually they got bored of playing and Chrissy had to go home... Frankie to for that matter.

As watched Gerard get into my bed I couldn't help but think how lucky I was...

"Hey does your mom think you're gay? I asked him as I reached over to shut the light.

"What?" He laughed.

"Gay?" I repeated feeling for him in the dark... "You know what gay is right?" I laughed a little. I wasn't scared of the dark anymore... well at least not when Gerard's here.

He pulled me into his arms on the bed and sighed. "Why would my mom think I'm gay?" He asked squeezing me a little closer to him.

"Cause you're always sleeping with Bob...well I mean at Bobs house." I laugh. "I wonder if Lia knows Bobs sleeping with you too?" I laugh again.

"Go to sleep Elle." He says poking me a little. "You're drunk." He laughs.

"I am not." I argue back.

"Hey are you gonna tell Lia?" Gerard said softly.

"I don't know." I reply. "I think I have to." I say climbing on top of him and resting my head on his chest. He ran his hands through my hair. "I can't stop thinking about what he said though..." I sighed thinking about what Mr. Watson yelled at Gerard... "I mean that was weird right?" I say.

"Yeah I know." Gerard agreed. "I mean why did he say not to tell Lia? I figured he would've said not to tell his wife... you think maybe she knows already?" He said running his hands down my back.

"What?" I say totally confused.
"He made it sound like maybe Lia's mom already knows." He repeated. I tensed up a little. Gerard rubbed my back a little harder.

"That's fucked up." I said.

"It happens Elle." He sighed a little. "I mean he was out with that girl in a public place... and when was the last time you actually saw Lia's parents together?" He asks.

"I don't know." I said thinking about it.

"Lia's always saying how her dads never around." Gerard said sadly. I could feel my temperature rising. I hated to hear him talk about her like that... damn it...

"Did Lia's dad tell you to leave her alone?" I blurt out lifting my head from his chest.

"What?" He said confused now.

"Lia's dad said 'I thought I told you to stay away from my daughters'." I said imitating Mr. Watson's voice a little. Gerard laughed a little but didn't answer.

"Well?" I said roughly to Gerard in the dark... I wished I had my nightlight on. I wanted to see his face...

"I think he was just flustered Elle." Gerard sighed. "You know cause you caught him like that." He said pulling me back down on top of him.

"So he never said that?" I said hesitantly.

"I don't know." Gerard yawned. "He might have."

I lifted myself off of him again. "Might have?" I repeated.

"I don't fucking know Elle." Gerard said a little frustrated.

"Well its not something you could easily forget now is it?" I snap at him. " I mean a man tells you to keep away from his daughter what like every fucking day?" I start to yell.

"Calm down Elle." He said softly. "It was nothing."

"Nothing?!" I say sitting up on the bed and punching him in the stomach. "What aren't you telling me now?" I say punching him again.

"Ow." He said grabbing my hand forcing me down onto the bed. I don't know how he can see so well in the dark. He's on top of me now. I can feel him breathing on my neck.

"Just tell me." I say softly closing my eyes.

"Holy shit!" he says. "There's nothing to say! " he laughs a little. "I don't know Elle... yeah I guess he did say that... A few times he came home and found me and Ray there and yeah he threw us the fuck out and told us to stay away from her." He said and I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"So that's it?" I say feeling a little foolish now.

"Yeah." He says rolling over pulling me back on top of him now. He ran his hands down my back again and was sliding my panties down.

"You promise." I whisper in his ear running my hands down his chest.

"hmmm?" He says pushing his face into my neck and kissing it a little. I giggled a little and pulled back sitting up on top of him.

"That that was the only time?" I say lifting my shirt over my head.

He tensed up and didn't answer. I could hear him breathing so I know he was still alive.

"Gerard answer me." I say biting down on my lip.

He cleared his throat a little... "Well there was one other time."


One other time??

What the fuck does that mean?