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"...don't you agree Gerard?" I hear Bobs voice say and I open my eyes swiftly and look up. Gerard is standing a few feet away from us. Oh my god I think I'm gonna die!

"Agree with what?" He says... oh thank God. It looked like he didn't hear anything we were saying. It looked like he had just come out of the kitchen. He was holding two hot cups of something steamy... coffee I imagine...

"Gerard!" I kinda gasp. How the fuck did he?... I mean he was with Jessica...wasn't he...? I was so fucking confused... Was he with Jessica or not? Fuck... could he have been in the kitchen the whole time... I just sat there looking up at him. And he... he looked just as confused as I did.

"What are you doing in here?" He says looking down at me curled up on Bobs lap.

"I...wait me?..no you..I...coffee..you, no." I stammered a little and he smiled at my confusion.

"I know you're usually out of it in the morning." Gerard laughs. "But uhh, why don't you try to form your words into an actual sentence baby." Gerard teases me and I smile.

"You got coffee." I say sitting forward on Bobs lap a little.

"I made coffee." Gerard says proudly. He held out a cup towards me and I smelt it but didn't take it from him. It smelt like real coffee! Not like the fucking instant shit I usually make.

"How?" I ask and he smiles.

"I found your coffee maker." He tells me... Fuck. I didn't even know I had one... Well I did know I had one, I just never could figure out how to work it so I shoved it into the bottom cabinet... Fuck maybe that was all that noise before... Damn am I stupid sometimes, I didn't even look in the kitchen for him. I should've known that Gerard would get up to make coffee... And he had two cups- cause he made it not only for himself but for me too...

Cause he loves me... Wait what if the coffee's not for me? ...What if it's for Jessica?

"Do you want a cup Elle?" He says waving the cup in front of me slightly. Fuck... I did.

I did want a cup, I wanted that cup, the cup in his hand... but only if it was for me... I mean maybe he's only offering me the cup in his hand cause I'm here. Maybe he was gonna take that cup to Jessica's room. Maybe he was in there talking with Jessica, comforting her and he came to kitchen to make her coffee... "Elle." He says when I don't answer him.

"Huh?" I say looking back up at him, trying to clear my mind. No there's no way he'd betray me like that...is there?

"Take it." He says to me and I look into his eyes. They were so sincere. He's holding the cup out in front of me and he's looking right at me, waiting for me to take it from him...He wanted me to have it. I was sure of it.

Fuck..He had to have made it for me... he just had to have right? I reach up and take the cup from him. I was about to take a sip but I hesitated.

"What's the matter?" Gerard says grinning a little.

"Nothing." I say and I go to bite my lip and I stop myself. I look up and I see Gerard watching me. He takes a drink from his cup and just looks at me.

"Nothing?" He repeats. He was waiting for me to criticize his coffee... call it too coffee-y or something I guess...

"It smells good." Bob says shifting in the chair a little under me. He stretched his arms up a little and pulled the blanket off of him slightly.

"You want some Bob?" I ask and he shrugs like yeah why not. "Is there more?" I ask Gerard and he nods. "Well then here you drink it honey." I say forcing the cup into Bob's hand.

"Naw." He says and I nod insistently... I couldn't drink it... not knowing if Gerard made it for me or not... "You sure Elle?" Bob says as I stand up off him.

"Yeah go head, I'll just get another cup, I don't care." I say as I start to fold the blanket up.

"Elle, if you didn't really want it, you should've said so." Gerard says a little hurt as Bob starts to drink the coffee.

"What?" I say a little confused by his hurtful tone.

"I made that." He says plainly.

"Yeah?..." I say cautiously.

"Its special." He says and my face drops...Special? that's what Paul use to say... I look over at Bob totally panic stricken as I watch him take a drink of it.

"Gerard did you fucking lace that?" I yell a little and Bob kinda chokes as he swallows a little.

"What?!" Gerard gasps like I'm crazy. "Why would I fucking lace your coffee baby!" Gerard yells at me and I shrug.

"I don't know- you said it was 'special'" I tell him and he nods and smiles a little.

"Yeah Elle, its 'special' cause I made it for you." He tells me and I frown a little thinking. "Fucking lace your coffee!" He laughs to himself...

"Well, I don't get it- what's so special about it then if it's not laced?" I ask and Gerard smiles.

"It's special cause it's made with my love baby." Gerard says softly and I smile as my heart melts from his words...

"Oh Gerard." I sigh feeling foolish now... Fuck. How could I think he made it for Jessica! Fucking whore... Bob groans and rolls his eyes a little as Gerard leans over and kisses my nose softly and I giggle.

"Yeah well your love's a little too sweet for my liking Way." Bob grumbles taking another sip of the coffee. "Fuck how much sugar did you put in here?" He complains.

"Uh like four fucking spoons!" Gerard laughs. Bob makes a face. "Well that's how Elle likes it." He says and I can't help but smile looking up at him... He did make the coffee for me... the amount of sugar he put in proves it... Fuck. I love him so much it hurts sometimes... "What?" Gerard says smiling at me, I guess trying to figure out what I'm thinking about that's got me smiling.

"Nothing." I tell him and he looks over at Bob.

"What were you guys doing anyway?" Gerard asks me raising his eyebrow up slightly and I just look at him blankly.

"What do you mean-what were we doing?" I repeat back, stalling a little.

"I mean what were you doing in here Elle?" Gerard says and I don't answer him... "What's going on with you two?" He says kinda suspiciously. I look over at Bob...Gerard does too. Bob just looks at me and nods for me to tell him. I frown. "Elle, answer me." Gerard says raising his voice a little.

"Nothing was going on." I say shrugging. He just gave me a hard stare like that wasn't good enough. "I was looking for you okay." I tell him.

"And you thought I was under Bobs blanket?" Gerard teases me.

"No I thought you were with Jessica." I say softly. He looks at me like I'm nuts.

"Why would I..?" He starts to say and I cut him off.

"Cause she was crying." I blurt out stupidly.

"Jessica was crying?" He says and look of concern comes over him. I just stared at him totally speechless. "Why was she crying Elle?" He says accusingly.

"I don't know!" I snap back at him.

"Well how do you know she was crying?" He says lowering his voice a little as Frankie and Chrissy start shifting on the couch a little from all the noise we were making.

"I heard her." I say and I glance over at Bob... He was taking a slow sip of his coffee, but not saying anything...

"Heard her?" He repeats back.

"Yeah I kinda heard her through the wall, it woke me up." I tell him softly.

"Well did you check what was wrong?" Gerard says like I should've.

"I didn't want to interfere." I say looking down.

"Elle." Gerard sighs a little.

"No seriously Gerard." I sniffle a little looking up. "Jessica does not like me okay." I tell him and he half smiles.

"That's not true Elle." He says and I shake my head a little.

"No I'm telling you she so does not like me." and the feelings mutual I think to myself but don't dare say out loud as I glance over at Bob... "I umm, didn't want to just, you know, interfere. I doubt she'd want to talk to me about it anyway, so I figure it was better to just leave her alone..." I say weakly and Gerard nods a little understandingly... Bob looked over and frowned at me a little...

"That's all right, I'll go talk to her baby." Gerard says sighing a little as he downed the rest of the coffee in his cup.

"Why?" Bob says harshly. Gerard looked over at Bob like he was the most heartless, cruel person in the world... "Elle!" Bob cries out insistently, like I should say something... Something like I agree with him... But I couldn't... didn't he see...the look Gerard was giving him- that was the look I so dreaded Gerard giving me...

Gerard looked over at me. I looked down. Gerard lifted my chin up and looked into my watery eyes. He was gonna say something but I held my finger up to his lips and shushed him.

"Did you make the coffee for me?" I say softly and he wrinkled his eyebrows in confusion. "Just answer me Gerard- did you make the coffee for me?" I repeat.

"Of course." He says firmly.

"Then that's all I need." I say and Bob smirks a little. Gerard didn't notice, but I did. Bob knew I was full of it... That I needed more... Fuck I always needed more... It seemed like no matter how much people give I always needed more... I kinda turned my back to Bob so I wouldn't have to see the look he was giving me.

Gerard didn't seem to notice. He just leant over and kissed the top of my head. "Why don't you go back to sleep baby and I'll be right in." He tells me and I shake my head no.

"I can't go back to sleep." I tell him and he frowns a little.

"Well then just go get back in your bed then and lay down, I'll be right there." He says and I shake my head no.

"No, I cant...I'm up now I cant just get back in bed." I say to him and it's only half true. I mean I could get back in bed and probably fall back asleep too, just not alone... "Um, I'm gonna make something for breakfast." I say and Gerard laughs. "What!" I laugh too. "I can cook you know!" I tell him and he snickers at me. "Bob will help me." I say and Bob gives me a look like yeah right. "Well then why don't we all just go out to eat." I say and Gerard shrugs.

"Look, I'm just gonna go check on Jessica okay, and then we'll do whatever you want baby." He tells me and I nod reluctantly. Fuck. I wonder how long she's gonna be here for...maybe we can drop her off on the way to eat... No Gerard's probably gonna invite her to come with us... shit...

"What the fuck are you gonna go check on her for Gerard!" Bob yells out a little annoyed.

"Bob she was crying okay." I say quickly before Gerard could reply.

"Who gives a fuck!' he says and I make a face.

"Bob please." I scold him as Gerard just stood there. "She's obviously still upset about what happened last night." I say and Bob makes a face looking over at Gerard.

"What exactly do you think happened last night Elle?" Bob says giving Gerard a nasty look.

"What do you mean?" I say a little confused.

"we didn't get a chance to talk Bob." Gerard says under his breath a little.

"What?" I say now totally confused. What the hell were they talking about...

"Well then maybe you should talk now." Bob tells him. I look over at Gerard.

"Elle last night, what did you see exactly?" Gerard says and I just looked at him. He didn't say anything else. He was just waiting for my answer.

"I don't know... he hit her." I say and Bob shakes his head no. I look over at Gerard. He frowned a little. "Didn't he?" I ask him.

"No." Gerard says lowering his voice down.

"He did I heard it!" I insist loudly.

"You didn't see it though did you?" Gerard says softly.

"I heard it." I repeat.

"She hit him." Bob says and I make a face. "He grabbed her and she swung at him." Bob says as I looked at him in disbelief.

"No I could've sworn..." I start to say and I shut my eyes remembering.

"That's what you heard Elle." Bob says and I open my eyes and look over at Gerard.

"Gerard?" I say warily. "Is that true?" I ask him.

"Yeah." Gerard says and I frown.

"He didn't hit her?" I say a little upset.

"Naw Elle, Jessica can hold her own." He tells me and I feel my heart ache a little... Of course his Jessica can hold her own... not like me who always need protecting...

"So then... I don't...then what happened?" I stammered a little. Gerard just kinda shrugged. "Well why we're you fighting with him then?" I say loudly and Frankie sits up on the couch and looks over at us.

"Do I need a fucking reason!" Gerard tells me and I roll my eyes. "Look baby." He tells me. "I went to help Jessica but she didn't need any help and then we kinda got into it." Gerard tells me and I frown. "That's it, that's all that happened." He says and I look over at Bob...

"And Jessica?" I say still trying to absorb what he's telling me.

"I told you she got in between us and I hit her." He says and I bit my lip a little.

"So you were fighting about-" I say and he shrugs. "Gerard!" I insist.

"I don't know Elle, he's a motherfucker! You know that!" Gerard tells me and I rub my temples gently. I was getting a fucking headache... Its fucking 7 am and I already have a headache...

"Just... whatever." I sigh a little resigned.

"Dude where's Mikey?" Gerard asks Frankie trying to change the subject and Frankie grins.

"He's in the garage." Frankie says plainly.

"He slept in the garage?" I ask him and he smiles.

"Well yeah he's kinda locked in." Frankie says and I frown.

"Uh weren't you locked in too?" Bob says folding his arms on his chest and looking over at Frankie and Chrissy... Chrissy giggled... Great she is peppy in the mornings too... I could feel my head ache growing...

"Uh yeah but I got out." Frankie says cheekily.

"And Mikey couldn't?" I ask a little confused and he nods. "Mmm because...?" I encourage him.

"Cause I duct taped him to the wall." Frankie says plainly and Gerard laughs. Bob did too. I was the only one who didn't seem to find this funny.

"You WHAT!" I yell out loudly.

"Aw chill out Elle." Frankie laughs.

"Gerard!" I say scolding him a little and he stops laughing. "Fuck he's your brother!" I tell him and Gerard nods a little.

"I'll go cut him free okay?" he says like he's doing me a favor. I shake my head a little as he started to walk out...

Well at least he was going to go save Mikey... It was like he forgot about Jessica for a spilt second... "I'll get Mikey, then Jessica and then we'll go eat okay?" He says and I shrug a little disappointed... she always seemed to be on his mind and I didn't like it... not one bit...

Suddenly it was like everyone had scattered...Bob had went off the bathroom to wash up I guess. Gerard was in the garage cutting Mikey down... Chrissy had went off to my room to raid my closet I guess and Frankie and I were alone in the living room...

I took out all my frustrations on poor Frankie too... I started lecturing him about how these 'jokes' are getting out of hand. How revenge could never end well... I mean he fucking tapes Mikey to the wall!! What the fuck does he think Mikey's going to do? Let it slide?? Like Mikey would say... 'Highly unlikely...' No... Mikey's gonna do something back and when will this end? When one of them gets hurt!

Frankie just stood there apologetically giving me these goddamn puppy dog eyes... but refusing to agree to a truce...

Suddenly someone started pounding on the front door... What the fuck? Its fucking 7 am Saturday morning and someone's pounding on my door?

"You want me to get it?" Frankie says and I frown.

"No you go fucking stand in the corner and think about what I said." I tell him and he kinda smiles.

"Yes mommy." He snickers pulling out a cigarette and lighting it up as I walked towards the door...

Whoever it was, was still knocking pretty hard too..

"All right I'm coming." I yell a little as I open it up... Fuck.. I should've peeked out first. Cause if I did I never would've opened it...