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"Gerard!" I gasp. Partially because I'm shocked to see it's him and partially cause of how bad he looks... Paul really did a number on him... I reach up to touch his face and he kinda pushes my hand away.

"Did you just call me Bob ?" He asks exhaling a little as he stared at me in dismay.

"What?" I gasp a little confused as I sat up on my bed. He was just staring at me waiting for me to say something... I didn't call him Bob did I? Oh fuck... I think I did...

"Elle I fucking heard you." He says harshly. "You said Bob's name as you kissed me." He tells me and I look at him blankly.

Gerard was staring at me, waiting for me to say something... something to justify it I guess...fuck. I didn't know what to say...

"Well yeah, I was just wondering out loud you know...where he went. He was here when I fell asleep and now he's gone." I say and Gerard just looked at me like he wasnt sure if he believed me... "Oh come on I certainly didn't think you were Bob!" I say forcing myself to laugh and Gerard just looked me over a little... I couldn't tell what he was thinking...If he believed me or not...I don't even know if I believed the crap I was saying myself...
Honestly I don't know why I said Bob's name... I suppose I might have been dreaming. I'm not really sure why I would do that, or even think that... I mean shit- what is wrong with me? Why would I even be dreaming that Bob would be fucking kissing me? It had to have been some kinda dream, a fucked up one too no less, that I must've been having if I kissed him back...Too bad I can't remember it.

"What?" Gerard says a little reserved looking me over again.

"Fuck Gerard you know I've been waiting up for you right?" I say and he doesn't say anything... "Shit you know Bob's been sitting here talking with me, listening to me cry my heart out for fuck knows how long!" I cry out and Gerard still doesn't say anything..."Gerard?" I insist.

"I know." He says softly. "I'm sorry baby." He says glancing at the clock. "I wanted to be here for you I swear I tried." He says apologetically and I could tell he meant it...

I sighed a little. "Its all right Gerard, I told you to go, you had to" I say and he kinda hung his head down a little.

"I shouldve been here instead of Bob." He sighs softly.

"I said its all right Gerard." I tell him and he kinda just looked up at me. "Mmm, you know I didn't take anything." I add softly and he smiles a little.

"And I'm very proud of you baby." He says leaning over and kissing my forehead. "But still, you called me Bob." He says trying not to smile. "I mean maybe if you were fucked up- I'd understand." He teases me and I reach over and smack him with my pillow...

"I didn't call you Bob!" I laugh. "That's what I'm trying to tell you." I whine... "I know I felt you kissing me. I know what your kisses feel like." I say and he smiles... "It woke me up, and then I didn't see him in my room anymore. I was just wondering where he went" I shrug a little... Gerard still kinda looked at me like he wasn't quite sure if he believed me..."Mmm, what time it is anyway?" I say glancing over at the clock... It was almost 1 am. Fuck...

Fuck.. I hope that Gerard doesn't realize it's a load of crap...that it was pitch black in my room when he leant over and kissed me...that there's no way I could've seen that Bob wasn't in the room...How could I have? He knows I can't see shit in the dark...
I hated kinda lying to him too... But shit what was I suppose to say... That I think I was dreaming? That I was half-awake and wasnt quite sure who I was kissing but I kissed back anyway...

I wanted to change the subject and fast.

"Anyway Gerard, where the fuck have you been? I've been worried sick." I say and he sighs a little as he stands up and takes his dress shirt off and gets a t-shirt from the drawer... Well that was a good sign... If he didn't believe me and was pissed he wouldn't be changing for bed... Although I don't know why he's changing... He never sleeps with a shirt on..."Why are you putting that on?" I ask and he kind of glances over at me.

"Huh?" He replies as he turned his back to me and slipped his t-shirt over his head, still not answering me from before... I could see some bruises on his ribs...I guess maybe he didn't want me to see how hurt he was...

"Gerard?" I call his name and he glances over at me again... "You have any fucking idea what time it is?" I say raising my voice up a little more.

"It's not that late Elle." He says sitting back down on the edge of my bed next to me facing me a little. I frowned shaking my head at him a little. Partially from the bruise that was forming up under his eye and partially cause he's saying it not late... He smiled at little as I reached over and brushed the hair from his forehead and examined his poor beautiful face more closely..."I was just dropping off- oww, easy!" He winced as I pressed down on his cheek. It was a little swollen.

"Sorry." I tell him and I lean over and kiss his lips softly. "Is that better?" I tease him and he smiles.

"No try again." He teases me back and pulls me to kiss him again.

"Gerard come on seriously." I say breaking away from his kiss.

"What?" He asks innocently.

"You know what?" I say a little frustrated..."The dance ended like three hours ago." I tell him and he just looked at me... "You come in here in the middle of the night and you don't tell me what happened. You wont tell me what's going on, you wont tell me where Bob went." I start carrying on a little hysterically...

"You wanna know where Bob went?" He says like I'm crazy.

"Well, yeah it's too fucking late for him to be off driving home." I say and he kind of just looked at me, "I mean maybe if you came back sooner he could've left... But maybe you were somewhere and you couldn't have gotten back any sooner- I don't know, you wont tell me where you were...And now Bobs out there driving in the dark alone-" I sniffle a little... I was getting worked up a bit.

"Just calm down Elle, I wasn't anywhere okay and I didn't make him leave" He says wrapping his arm around me and I sigh a little leaning against him... Fuck I missed him...Things just seemed so much easier to deal with when I was in his arms... "Don't worry so much baby, I shouldn't have woke you up I'm sorry." He sighs and that's when I get it... He doesn't want me to worry... He's trying to protect me so he's not telling me crap.

"Gerard." I say softly. Fuck I love him so much... But he's gotta realize I can handle things... If he thinks he's gonna just cover this whole night up like he tried to cover the bruises on his ribs with the t-shirt he's got another thing coming to him...

"Bob's in the fucking kitchen okay, he's gonna stay on the couch too." He tells me rubbing my back as I climbed up onto his lap.

"Too?" I say a little confused.

"Mikey's here." He says lowering his voice down as I curled up on to his lap.

"Oh." I say and he looked down at me like he had something else to say. "And?" I raise my eyebrows a little.

"And um Chrissy and Frankie." He says and I roll my eyes.

"Chrissy?" I mimic back... He did tell me Frankie was gonna stay but he never mentioned Chrissy... I wonder if she's just as peppy in the morning... I guess I'm gonna fucking find out...

"Mm-hmm." He says and he licks his lips a little nervously.

"Wait if everyone's here who were you bringing home?" I say a little confused.

"I um had to bring Julia home and um Dana too." He says diverting his eyes from mine.

"I thought Ray was gonna bring Julia?" I ask and he shrugs.

"Mikey didn't get a chance to ask him. And umm he and Laura took off early." He says and I frown. "She lives like a fucking half hour away Elle." He sighs a little. Well that accounts for a lot of the time, but not all of it...

"And you gave Dana a ride too?" I say and he bites his lip a little.

"Uh she was suppose to get a ride with Jessica and Paul, so I offered to um...." He shrugs and kinda stops talking mid-sentence....I didn't like where this was headed...

"Oh." I say shifting on his lap a little. He reached over and stoked my hair affectionately...

"And um Jessica?" I ask and he just looked at me. "You gave her a ride too? " I ask and he didn't say anything... "Gerard, she is all right, isn't she?" I say softly a little worried by his silence.

"Oh yeah baby." He says nodding reassuringly. "But umm...see, she had told her mom that uh...she was gonna stay at Dana's tonight but uh..." His voice trailed off a little.

"But what?" I ask nervously.

"But she kinda can't now." He says and I just look at him. "She's kinda got a bruise on her cheek." He says and I frown.

"From Paul?" I say a little outraged.

"Naw Elle, from me." He says weakly.

"What?" I gasp.

"She fucking got in the middle and I hit her accidentally." He says and I try not to smile... He looked like he felt really bad too... "And I couldn't leave her at Dana's like that cause uh, Dana's mom would've started asking questions and crap and then..." His voice trailed off again. "I mean I couldn't bring her home either ya know." He says and I suddenly feel nauseous...

"Gerard no..." I say widening my eyes a little at him and he looked down at the floor. "Oh god please don't tell me you brought her here and she's in the kitchen too." I say biting my lip a little...

"Actually umm she's in the living room..."