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“I’ll tell you everything in the morning, I promise, okay?” He says and I shake my head no but he ignores me. “Now come on, stop pouting. We gotta get up early.” He says and I before I could argue back that I wasn’t pouting; he reaches over and shakes Mikey a little. “Dude get up.” He tells him and I panic.

“Leave Mikey alone!” I tell him grabbing his arm and pulling it back. “He's sleeping Gerard.” I say and Gerard looks at me like he doesn’t give a fuck.

“Yeah I know.” He says and I widen my eyes at him.

“Well if you know that, then leave him alone!” I cry out again. Gerard ignored me and reached over and shook him once more. “Gerard stop!” I say grabbing his arm once again.

“What the fuck Elle!” Gerard kinda laughs. “He's gotta get up.” He tells me and I frown.

“Why? you just said we have to go to sleep, so lets go. Sleep.” I order him and I jump up and flick one of the switches off on the wall. I was in a total panic. I mean I've been lucky that he hadn’t noticed Mikey's condition yet, but it felt like my luck was just about to run out. I figured if I could get the lights shut fast enough and we just went to sleep quickly, Mikey would be fine in the morning and Gerard would never know…

“Elle!” Gerard kinda laughed as I urgently flicked a few switches trying to figure out what did what. I some how managed to turn everything off except the bathroom light which was cool cause it made a soft glow in the room kinda like my night light does, since the door was partially shut. Gerard was still sitting at the foot of the bed smiling curiously at my enthusiasm I guess…

“Go head Gerard. Go to sleep.” I tell him and he laughs.

“Where would you like me to sleep Elle?” He says motioning at the bed. Poor Mikey was sprawled out face down in the middle of it.

“There's plenty of room, the bed is big enough for two.” I tell him and I can see him grinning in the faint light.

“Yeah two.” He says motioning between us. “Not three.” He says as he reaches over and shoves Mikey pretty damn hard too.

“Gerard!” I gasped and Mikey just kinda groaned a little as he rolled onto his side… Aw fuck. I hope he doesn’t puke. I mean Gerard's fucking shaking him now.

“Hey wake up fucker.” Gerard taunts him as he shook him and I winced a little.

“Gerard stop!” I cry out pulling his arm back from Mikey. Gerard just looked at me like he knew something was wrong. “Just let him sleep all right, stop shaking him- please!” I say begging him slightly and he kinda just shifted his eyes between me and Mikey, who now had his mouth halfway open and was drooling on the pillowcase…

“What the hell’s going on?” Gerard asks me and I look away guilty… “Mikey!” He yells out kinda loud and Mikey doesn’t answer.

“Just let him sleep.” I protest and Gerard yells again only louder…and closer to his ear. Mikey didn’t even flinch.

“What the hell did ya do to him?” He asks looking at me, and my jaw drops open a little.

“I didn’t do anything to him.” I tell him a little outraged. “He's just a heavy sleeper.” I tell Gerard and he laughs.

“Uh, no he's not.” He says and I shrugged like whatever.

“Well, he seems to be pretty asleep Gerard. We should just leave him alone.” I say stupidly, thinking I could still somehow convince him Mikey's okay… Gerard just kinda rolled his eyes at me as he stood up and leant over his brother…

I think he pulled his eyelids open or something. I don’t know. I kinda kept my head down as Gerard ‘examined’ him…

“Elle did you fucking drug him?” He says and I looked up at him like he was kidding.

“What?” I gasp and he kinda smiled. “Why would you even say that?!” I tell him a little offended.

“Well you drugged Frankie.” He tells me lightheartedly and I frown.

“That was an accident.” I reply and he smiles.

“Well did you accidentally drug Mikey?” He says and I gasp again.

“NO!” I exclaim.

“So it was on purpose.” He says plainly and I frowned until he grinned a little. He was messing with me. I don’t know why… but he was.

“Yeah Gerard I intentionally drugged your brother.” I tell him rolling my eyes at him and he smiled.

“Why?” He asks and I shrug.

“Cause I'm a bad girl.” I tell him, taunting him slightly; this only made him smile wider.

“Oh yeah?” He says and I nod.

“Mm-hmm. I mean since I couldn’t get any from Frankie last night, I decided to slip Mikey a few ruffies and have my way with him.” I tell Gerard and he grinned at me.

“Stop Elle, that’s just sick.” He says and I shrug. He always does this, starts crap and then acts like I'm the one who takes it too far…

“Well, then I don’t know Gerard, just let him sleep.” I say and he sighed a little.

“Seriously Elle, what happened?” He says with a somewhat concerned tone to his voice now, and I knew I had to tell him. I was tempted to say ‘I’ll tell you in the morning’ like he did to me but I knew that wouldn’t be right… I mean Mikey was his brother and he was worried and I didn’t wanna start a fight with him either…

“All right Gerard. I’ll tell you…” I sighed looking up at him. “You ready?” I ask and he makes a face at me. He was ready. He was more then ready, he was actually waiting and I was stalling a bit.

“Ga head Elle.” He tells me and I shrug.

”You're brothers a goat Gerard.” I tell him and he arched his eyebrows up at me…

“A goat?” He repeats back and I nod. “Are you on something too?” He says stepping towards me abruptly and squinting at my eyes.

“No!’ I say swatting him back from me. I kinda laughed, he didn’t… “I didn’t mean he IS a goat. I mean he's LIKE a goat.” I try to clarify and Gerard just shook his head at me a little.

“What the fuck does that mean Elle?” He scoffs at me in frustration.

“He ate everything!” I cry out waving my hands in the air. Gerard just looked at me a little confused. “Like EVERYTHING!” I say a little bit louder.

“Everything?” Gerard repeats back.

“Mmm-hmm, everything in the fridge Gerard. Peanuts, crackers, yogurt…” I tell him and he kinda smiled. “Little mini bottles of liquor.” I add softly looking down at the floor. When I looked back up Gerard wasn’t smiling anymore… He was actually looking at me like I had to be kidding.

“How many little bottles?” He says and I shrug…

“I dunno. How many are in a dozen?” I ask and he groans a little disgusted looking back over at Mikey. “Just leave him Gerard, let him sleep it off.” I say softly, like we had a choice in the matter…Gerard just shook his head a little looking back over at me.

“I aint sleeping next to him Elle.” He tells me and I shrug.

“You could sleep on the couch.” I reply and he chuckles.

“And where are you gonna sleep?” He says and I smile at him.

“I’ll sleep on top of you.” I tell him and he smiles. “I’ll even take my robe off.” I add and he laughs.

“You really are bad.” He says as I pulled one of the drier blankets off the bed.

“Just leave poor Mikey alone hmm.” I tell him as I pull him towards the couch. He stretched out on it and I took off the robe and folded it neatly and put it on the table, while he just kinda looked at me…

“You're not gonna take off your pants?” I ask him and he smiled a little.

“Uh no. I think its better if I leave them on.” He says glancing over at Mikey and I shrugged like whatever and climbed up on top of him… It felt like forever since I’d been in his arms.

I laid on top of him and pressed my ear to his chest and listened to his heart beat a few times. I could feel him breathing and I tried to match my breaths to his… He sighed a little as he ran his hands down my back and onto my waist and squeezed me tightly against him and I felt a soft moan escape from my lips as I shifted a little. He loosened his grip slightly and I shifted once again…

“Let me get Mikey out of the bed.” He says and he goes like he's gonna get up but I kinda push him back down… I guess he thought I was uncomfortable… I wasn’t. I just wanted to feel him all over…

“No Gerard.” I argue.

“Elle, really. This is crazy.” He says as I shift a little again. But I only shifted cause he moved and I was trying to get back into postion…

“no its not.” I insist as I snuggle back up on top of him. I can feel him sigh a little. “Gerard please. Don’t go waking him up to move.” I tell him scoldingly.

“I’ll just knock him off the edge of the bed.” He says and I try not to smile.

“Gerard stop.” I say and he laughs a little.

“He’ll think he rolled off!” He says and I cant help but giggle too. “He’ll never know.” He adds and he goes like he's gonna get up again.

“Don’t you dare!” I cry out pushing him back down again. “Now just stop it hmm.” I say laying my head back down on his chest.

“But you're uncomfortable.” He says softly as I shifted again.

“Mmm, no I'm not.” I moan a little at him as I slid his shirt up slightly. “I just wanna feel you.” I tell him as I press my skin up against his. I mean I still had my bra on and all but I could feel him enough... Then he mumbled something I couldn’t really make out but I mumbled uh-huh anyway…

He reached over and stroked the hair from my face and kissed the top of my head lightly as I pressed myself against him… I could hear his heartbeat slowing down a little. His breathing too… I mean I could feel it throughout my whole body…

“Gerard?” I say softly.

“mmm?” He replies.

“I wanna ask you something.” I whisper at him and he sighed a little but didn’t answer me. “Its really important Gerard.” I add a little louder.

“I told you. We’ll talk about that in the morning.” He tells me, and I can feel him tense up a little as he wrapped his arms around me a little tighter…

“No Gerard, it’s not about Bob… its about-“

“What is it?” He said a little curiously when I stopped mid-sentence… I was debating to myself whether or not to tell him about the crazy thoughts I had come up with before about Will… I decided it was best to just tell him… I mean I was probably wrong… I'm usually wrong. I mean I wanted him to tell me I that was wrong. That I was stupid for thinking such ridiculous things, but he didn’t…

He didn’t really say anything except the occasional uh-huh to let me know he was listening… But he did say that he thought blue contacts weren’t much of a ‘disguise’, nor did he think Will had time to escape from the cult in New Mexico, tattoo himself up and stop for a bite to eat at the diner, which would mean that it probably wasn’t Will who sent the cheesecake. And that made me feel sorta better, but he didn’t say anything about me being wrong about Will possibly being responsible for that dead lady, which made me feel worse… He didn’t know what Will meant by bodies piling up. But he chalked it up to just being crazy talk from a crazy mind…

But the worst part was that I know Will hates me now. I mean I sold him out. Not like before when I said I should've helped him get the help he needed. But in that moment when I didn’t pull the trigger… I mean Wills gotta know that I betrayed him…I told him to trust me. And I bet he's pissed…

All those things from before, they really didn’t bother me. The flowers, the garbage, the lock…I mean they were all nice things. Even killing Gus Gus… I mean that wasn’t really nice of him. But he only did that cause Gus bit me and he was keeping me up at night, and I guess Will thought he was helping… He did all those things for me cause he loved me. Yeah it was all kinda sick and twisted… But they were based in love and now… Now he's gotta hate me…

I knew he’d never hurt me when he loved me… but now that he hates me… I mean if thats how he shows love- what the hell does he do to people he hates?

I started crying to Gerard… I was just so upset… And I could feel that he was upset too but I don’t know if it was cause he agreed with me and felt the same way, or if he was just upset to see me so upset…

I don’t know how long I laid in arms crying for… It felt like all night, but I know it wasn’t… I finally settled down a enough to fall asleep, and it seemed like I hardly slept cause all of a sudden I felt Gerard nudging me to get up…

“Mmm stop. I'm not going to school.” I tell him as he slid out from underneath me.

“Uh yeah you are.” He laughs as he pulls the blanket right off me, the cold air hit my skin hard and I shivered.

“Uh no I'm not.” I tell him and I reach for the blanket back but he pulled it quickly out of my reach.

“Gerard!” I whine and he ignores me as he steps over to the bed.

“Mikey get the fuck up.” He tells him shaking him again. Mikey sat up quickly kinda startled… I guess he sat up too quickly though cause he covered his mouth and gagged a little like he was gonna throw up. He jumped up out of bed and pushed past Gerard and ran into the bathroom.

“That’s nice.” I said shaking my head a little as the sounds of Mikey puking his guts out echoed from the bathroom.

“Elle come on get dressed.” Gerard says looking over at me; he was already putting his shoes on.

“My dress is in the bathroom.” I tell him and he makes a face, but goes in to retrieve it for me… He came out a few minutes later and tossed it over to me.

“Uh yeah, Mikey ain’t going to school.” He says and I try not to smile.

“He's not feeling well?” I ask and Gerard smiled back.

“I gotta call my mom.” He says reaching for the phone and I panic a little.

“What are you gonna tell her?” I cry out.

“I don’t know Elle.” He shrugs. “The truth?” He tells me and I make a face at him. “Well mostly the truth. I just wont mention the liquor part.” He says and I shrug like whatever… Donnas not stupid…but whatever. It’s not my place to get involved… I brushed my hair and finished getting ready as he talked to his mom. Told her how Mikey raided the fridge and has a tummy ache and cant go to school… I guess Donna wanted to talk to him cause he went and got Mikey out of the bathroom and gave him the phone…

“Well?” I ask him and he smiled a little.

“Mikey's gonna stay here for now.” He tells me and I shrugged. “I don’t really think he could stomach a ride home right now you know?” He says and I shrug again. “I mean is that all right with you Elle? If he stays here? In your room?” He adds and I rolled my eyes at him a little.

“I don’t really care where he stays Gerard as long as he doesn’t make a mess.” I tell him truthfully and he nodded a little.

“Maybe we can swing by on lunch and drive him back home.” He says and I frown.

“I told you I'm not going to school Gerard.” I tell him and he arched his eyebrow up at me. “I wasn’t kidding.” I tell him and he shook his head a little at me.

“Then what are you gonna do hmm?” He says and I shrug.

“I have a lot of things to do.” I tell him and he looked at me like he didn’t believe me… “I gotta go by the house and see what I can salvage. And if I can’t, then I gotta go buy some clothes cause I can’t keep wearing this! And I gotta call Mr. Reefer, and the insurance company, and not to mention its Lia's birthday today!” I start rambling on, getting myself all flustered and he holds his hand up to stop me.

“Just hold on.” He says and he places his finger over my lips to shush me. “Take a deep breath Elle.” He says and I frown but do it anyway… “Now close your eyes.” He says and I looked at him like he had to be kidding. He hates when I do that. “Just do it.” He says so I do.

I can feel his hand stroke the side of my face gently… and then his breath on my cheek. I felt his lips brush against mine and I found myself lost in the moment… I felt so safe and calm and just everything was right in those few seconds…

“You feel better?” I hear him say and I open my eyes and nod looking back up at him. “All right come on, we’ll go pick Frankie up and drop him off at school and then we’ll do whatever it is you need to do.” He tells me and I wrinkle my face in confusion.

“Frankie?” I ask.

“Yeah I usually drive him.” He says and I shake my head a little.

“Yeah I know that but-“ I looked at him a little curiously. “Does he know you're coming?” I ask.

“Uh yeah, he's probably waiting.” He says glancing at his watch. “Come on we’re gonna be late.” He says and I frowned a little.

“You're still gonna give him a ride?” I ask him as we stepped into the hall and he smiled a little.

“Well why not Elle?” He says like I'm the one who’s crazy…

“Well you know cause of yesterday.” I say softly as we walked down the hallway.

“Oh cause of how I beat the shit out him?” He says like he's trying to figure out what I'm thinking.

“Well yeah!” I kinda laugh.

“Ah” He says like I was crazy. Like it didn’t mean anything…

“So you're saying like you guys can fight and still be friends?” I say a little confused and he shrugged. “So like that would mean that you and Bob-“ I start to say and he laughed as he held the truck door open for me. I guess he was driving again…

“Just get in Elle.” He laughs a little and I made a face cause he didn’t answer me. “How bout if I say please? Please get in.” He says and I smiled a little and got in. He kinda circled around and I saw him check the tires but he didn’t say anything... He gets in and starts it up and then kinda starts checking all around the drivers seat. I guess maybe looking for something, a receipt, a note, a card.. something just to explain what happened, or who it was…

“I already checked the whole truck Gerard.” I tell him and he frowned a little. “There's nothing missing.” I sigh and he didn’t say anything. Just started backing out… It was quiet for a few moments. I waited till we pulled on the highway before saying anything… I mean I figured I waited long enough…

“So?” I say harshly looking over at him.

“So what?” He asks like he didn’t know what I was waiting for and I make a face at him.

“It’s morning Gerard. Don’t you have something to tell me?” I demand.

“Oh uh… good morning baby” He says reaching over and squeezing my thigh and I scoff at him as I lift his hand off me.

“wrong.” I mumble a little and he looks over at me a little confused. “Try again.” I tell him.

“Uh, I love you?” He says like he's unsure what I want to hear and I laugh sharply.

“Nice try buddy!” I tell him and he pulled a cigarette out and lit it looking over me cautiously…

“You look real pretty today?” He offers weakly and I scoff again. I could even look at him.

“Fuck you.” I tell him as I turn and look out the window. We were half way to Frankie’s house now…

“Jesus Christ!” He yells out and I glance over at him. “What the fuck do you want from me?!” He says all flustered.

“Gerard why are you getting so upset?” I ask him softly. Which seem to only agitate him more…

”Do you wanna stop somewhere?” He says and now I'm confused.

“Stop? stop for what?” I ask.

“I don’t know!” He cries out and I bit my lip a little looking at him. “A jelly donut, a fucking chocolate bar, maybe a snow cone?” He says and I looked at him like he was nuts.

“A snow cone?” I repeat back and he kinda laughed in frustration.

“Elle, I don’t know what the fuck you want sometimes.” He says and I tried not to smile. He was kinda right. I do get pouty when I want something… and it’s usually something weird, like a snow cone in the middle of winter… “Were we suppose to stop for something?” He asks and I shake my head no. “No?” He says glancing over at me.

“Uh no. I don’t think so.” I reply.

“So you don’t need anything?” He says and I shrug like not really. “No candy?” He says and I shake my head no. “Cigarettes…gum…” He says and I continue to shake my head no. “Maybe some Midol?” He says and I gasp a little.

“What?” I say looking over at him.

“Well, I don’t know.” He shrugs. “You're all fucking moody and shit.” He tells me and I roll my eyes.

“I'm moody cause you promised to tell me what happened with Bob and you wont.” I tell him crossing my arms on my chest and he just glanced over at me.

“You gonna call Mr. Reefer again?” He says and I shake my head a little confused… He was changing the subject and I didn’t like it.

“We're talking about Bob, don’t change the subject.” I tell him harshly and he nods.

“Yeah I know. That’s why I asked you if you’ve talked to Mr. Reefer. Is he doing anything about your ‘marriage’ to Bob?” He says and I bit my lip a little.

“Oh.” I replied feeling a bit foolish for snapping at him. “Um… I guess I could ask him when I call.” I tell him and he kinda made a face at me.

“Well what were you gonna call him about?” He asks me as we pull up in front of Frankie’s.

“Uh actually I was gonna ask him about….” I covered my mouth and kinda mumbled the last part so he couldn’t hear me.

“About what?” He asks and I shrugged.

“Hmm?” I say watching Frankie come down the driveway.

“About what Elle?” Gerard repeats a little louder. I sighed a little… He wasn’t gonna let it go…

“About Christopher Hunter Gerard.” I tell him and he shook his head no. “I was gonna ask him about Christopher Hunter okay?” I tell him as I opened the door so Frankie could climb in. The truck kinda had a small backseat. I mean it was a seat and all with seat belt buckles and what not, it was just kinda small, which wasn’t a big deal cause Frankie was small himself…

“Elle why the hell do you have to go stirring shit up?” Gerard tells me once Frankie was seated and I pouted looking over at him.

”I'm not stirring anything up.” I tell him and he shakes his head at me disapprovingly. “He's that guys attorney. I'm sure he knows what's going on – and that other guy.” I start to tell Gerard and Frankie interrupts me.

“Who we talking about?” He asks I guess trying to find his way into the conversation and I glance over at him.

“Those guys from the bank statements, Hunter and um Walker.” I tell him and he nods. I paused trying to remember what the fuck I was even trying to say to Gerard…But it didn’t matter cause Frankie and his big fucking mouth just kept talking…And I don’t think he meant to say it, but once he did it was too late to take it back…

“Oh, Walker’s that dude that’s in prison right?” He says and I nod. “He’s the one you sent that letter to.” Frankie nods and I winced a little and turned and looked out the window. Fuck Gerard's gonna kill me!

“Letter?” I hear Gerard's voice say and it sounded calm… a little too calm… it was creepy. “You sent him a letter Elle…?”