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After many, many, many painful hours of waiting and assorted bullshit they finally let all of us go from the ER. Eventually Rays brother came and got him and Bob. Lia was going to go 'home' with Crystal to umm 'rest'. At least that's what they said. Donna was gonna bring Mikey to get a new pair of glasses or something and Gerard asked her if she could bring me home first. I wanted to go home and 'rest' too- with Gerard of course. But the doctor said he needed to take it easy and I knew his mom would probably want to keep an eye on him so when he got out of the car at my house I was genuinely surprised.

I was squeezing his hand tightly as he walked with me to the door. I didn't want to let him go. Not ever again. I can't believe I almost lost him. I just stood there squeezing his hand, not taking my keys out, just looking up at him.

"Um Elle Its kinda cold come on." He nudged me and I didn't move. He reached into my coat pocket and took the keys out.

"I don't want to go in." I said softly looking over my shoulder at his moms' car still in the driveway.

"Why the hell not?" He laughed.

My eyes started to well up with tears a little. "Cause... when I go in...you'll leave." I said squeezing his hand so tight he winced a little. I didn't want to be alone. Not tonight. I don't think I could survive it.

"Oww...Take it easy Elle." He said and I relaxed my hand a little. He reached up and touched my face. "I'm not going anywhere." He said smiling a little at me. I looked back over at his mom and Mikey waiting in the car a little confused.

"I told her I was staying here... with you." He said putting the keys in and unlocking the door.

"You what?" I said my jaw dropping a little; I looked back over at the car. "She's okay with that?" I gasped a little.

"Yeah, I told her I didn't want you to be alone after what happened and she agreed." He said opening the door and waving to her. She waved back and started to back out.

"You're gonna stay with me?" I said still not believing it as he pushed me inside.

He took his coat off halfway and paused. "If you want me to leave Elle I will!" He teased. "I just thought you wouldn't want to be alone tonight...but if you'd rather I'd go...." He said trying to put his coat back on. I smiled and finished pulling his coat off of him.

"Are you kidding!" I cried out wrapping my one arm around his waist. My other arm was still in that sling they gave me. I pulled myself close to him and took a deep breath. "You're not going anywhere." I said squeezing him tightly with my one arm. He squeezed me just as tight back. "I thought I lost you." I sighed into his chest.

"Me?" He laughed a little. "I thought I lost you." He said and I shut my eyes and leant against him. "I was never so scared in my life babe." He said his voice shaking a little. I pulled back a little. I wanted to tell him I loved him. That I couldn't live with out him. That... that...

"Gerard I-" I started to say and he cut me off with a kiss. He pressed his lips to mine softly. I pressed back harder. He pushed his tongue into my mouth and I felt myself getting faint. I reached up and wrapped my arm around his neck grabbing the back of his head and pulling him closer. He wrapped his hands around my waist and tried to lift me up a little so I could wrap my legs around him. I resisted. "Wait no..."I said pulling back from him.

"Oh yeah, let me help you." He says reaching over pulling the one arm of my coat I did have on off. He takes the coat and tosses it on the floor.

"Gerard! You're making a mess!" I laugh bending to pick it up. He comes up behind me and reached for the bottom of my shirt and started lifting it up. I took a step forward. "Hey! you're supposed to be taking it easy remember?" I laugh.

"I'm just trying to help you." He says tugging on my shirt some more.

"Help me what?" I laugh.

"You're shirt is dirty." He says and I look down. It wasn't just dirty. It was bloody and the arm was torn.

"Wait- let me take this off first." I say trying to unfasten the Velcro on the sling. He doesn't listen. He's still lifting my shirt up. I ended up getting tangled in it and he laughed. Somehow I managed to get the sling off my arm and the shirt all the way off. I brought it in the kitchen and tossed it in the trash. I wanted to toss the sling too but I thought I might need it later. I was trying to unfasten the metal brace when Gerard came up behind me.

"Leave it alone Elle." He tells me and I frown. "You're gonna tear them again leave it on." He insists and I roll my eyes.

"Then I'll only have one hand! What am I suppose to do with one hand Gerard?" I say waving it in the air.

"Trust me Elle, you can do a lot with one hand." He says smiling at his own joke. I just looked at him a little puzzled. He reached up and ran his hand along the edge of my bra.

"You need to rest." I say and he smiles.

"You know what would really relax me?" He says reaching around and trying to unhook my bra. I step back.

"Come on now Gee." I say and he laughs.

"Since when do you call me that?" He says making a face.

"You don't like it Gee?" I tease reaching for the box of pop tarts in the closet. "Now if you want to relax this will help you relax!" I say pulling out a bag from it. He shrugged and took it from me. He had to roll it up since I only had one hand. He lit it up and we went into the living room to smoke it.

He sat in the recliner chair in the corner and I curled up on to his lap. He leant back in it and I ran my hand down his chest a little as we smoked. His ribs were still kinda sore and I kept shifting around on top of him. He said I wasn't crushing him but every so often he'd cringe a little so I knew he was lying.

I ended up pushing him back against the chair and sitting upright on his lap. He wanted me to lean back onto him so he could hold me but I wouldn't. I didn't want to hurt him. We went back and forth arguing about it like three times. He sighed a little, giving up I guess and stretched his arms and put them behind his head. I could see him looking me over. I was still in my bra and jeans sitting on his lap. I had kicked my shoes off a while ago. His eyes went up and down me a few times and then settled on my chest.

I looked down and saw the tattoo. He was looking at it, but not saying anything. I was suddenly self-conscious about it. I reached my hand over and covered it. He looked up at me. He was so fucked up now. Hell.. I was too.
"Does it bother you?" I say and he doesn't answer. Fuck that was a stupid question... "I mean I can put a shirt on." I say and I start to get up.

He shakes his head no and grabs my arm. "Its all right." He says and I make a face. I don't believe him. "No really Elle." He insists.

"If it's making you uncomfortable Gerard. I'll put a shirt on." I say and he laughs.

"I'm not uncomfortable." He tells me. "Are you uncomfortable?" He says laughing again.

"Well I'm not wearing a shirt and you are!" I say smiling at him.

"Oh okay then." He says tearing his shirt off over his head quickly. "How's this then" He teases throwing it on the floor.

"On the floor Gerard! Really?" I laugh.

"Hey I'm suppose to be taking it easy remember?" He teases me. I laugh. "You want me to strain myself picking it up?" He says and I get up off him and pick it up and toss it on the couch.

"Okay fine. Anything you need I'll do for you - you just tell me okay?" I say and he smiles.

"Get back up here." He says patting his lap. "Come on Elle. Don't make me have to get up and grab you." He says and I smile and climb back onto his lap. He sighed a little when I sat back on his legs again. I know he wanted me closer. I wanted to be closer too but I couldn't stand thinking I was hurting him. I reach over and running my hand down his bare chest. His chest was bruised. Pretty badly too. Fucking air bags...

"It really doesn't hurt Elle." He says clearly lying to me. I lean forward and softly kiss his neck making my way halfway down his chest before pulling back.

"Well now Gerard this just doesn't seem fair." I laugh.

"What?" He says raising his eyebrows at me.

"Well you're totally topless and I'm not." I say leaning back and snapping my bra straps a little.

"aah. I think you're right!" He says reaching for the hook on my back again. I slap his hand away.

"Hey I already told you any thing you need I'll do it for you." I say and he smiles at me like do you really mean it. I nod and he leans back a little more in the recliner. He stretches his arms back over his head.

"Okay well if I could I would unhook your bra." He says and I reach behind and unhook it keeping my eyes locked on his. "Okay then I'd pull it down,..." he says watching my hand intently slide the straps down...." Mmm slower." He says licking his lip a little watching me take it off.

"Then what?" I say and he looks back up at me.

"Then I would-" He reaches out to touch me. I block him with my hand.

"Hey don't make me tell you again!" I laugh and he leans back grinning a little.

"Okay I would touch em if you'd let me." He says and I reach my good hand up and massage my breast a little.

"Like this?" I say and he shifts his weight in the chair a little. He was getting all worked up now watching me.

"Uhh Yeah" He exhales a little heavy and bites his lip a little.

"well what else?" I say shifting forward a little. I was straddling his lap but I was an arms length away from him. He reached for me again and I shook my head no. I took his arms and put them back over his head. I ran my hand down my body and looked into his eyes. "tell me Gerard." I tease him.

"I'd kiss every little bit of you that I could baby if you'd let me." He says exhaling heavy again and I smile.
"well I cant do that but I can umm." I lick my finger and run it down my neck and swirl it around my nipple.

"Aw fuck" I hear him moan a little shifting again watching me touch myself for a while.
"What else would you do?" I say leaning forward a little. "Keep in mind I only have one hand!" I say and he smiles.

"If I had one hand on you right now... I'd use it to undo your jeans." He says nodding toward them. So I unbutton them... "And then I'd slide it down into...aw fuck..." His voice trailed off as he watched me slide my hand into my jeans.
I shut my eyes and imagined my hand was his for a while... I could feel him shifting again and his breathing was picking up too. "Moan for me baby." I hear him exhale. So I do. He moans softly too... I opened my eyes. He was still leant back but he was stroking himself with one hand and his other hand was on top of mine, but on the outside of my jeans.

"What are you doing?" I laugh pulling my hand from pants and he stops stroking himself and looks at me like what the hell do you mean? He sits upright a little and starts to zip his jeans up... like maybe I embarrassed him. "No I mean I was gonna do that... I do have one good hand ya know." I say reaching for his zipper again. He mumbled something under his breath, but I couldn't make out what it was.... "Aw hey I get it now!" I laugh and he looks at me like I'm nuts. "You know before about what you can do with one hand... I get it!" I say reaching into his pants.

"You get it?" He laughs grabbing my waist. "You're so gonna get IT!" He says standing up and lifting me with him. I screamed a little as he dropped me onto the couch. He tore my jeans down so fast and pressed himself inside me so quickly I couldn't even catch my breath. As he pounded himself into me over and again the strangest thought came over me.

"Frankie." I gasp a little and he stops.

"What?" He says lifting himself off of me a little. I reach up and bite his neck and try to pull him back into me.

"Don't ever tell him what were doing." I mumble pressing my face into his neck. "Or he'll never fucking sit on the couch again!..."