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“So youre coming over then?” I asked him as the bell rang.

“Uh.” he hesitated and I started to feel faint. Uh? Is that what he said? “Hey you want me to carry your bag?” He quickly changed the subject.

“I guess.” I bit down on my lip a little as I watched him pick it up.

“Come on.” He nodded towards the door and I hesitantly followed him out.

“Im going to the library instead of gym.” I tell him and he nodded.

“Yeah I kinda figured.” He says plainly and I was so confused by all this. Did he not want to come over or something. He didn’t say anything the rest of the quick walk to the library.

“You know we can ditch.” I suggested once we were inside it and he laughed. “I mean we can sneak back out and go talk somewhere if you want.” I said a little cautiously. I wasn’t even sure if he wanted to talk to me.

“We’ll talk tonight.” He said as he tossed my bag on to the table.

“Yeah?” I raised my voice up a little eagerly and he nodded.

“Yeah maybe umm-” He paused again. “10, 1030?” He offered and I nodded. If he was going to go home and sneak out like I knew he would, he wouldn’t be able to get there till around that time. “Alright Elle.” He tells me and I tried not to pout at his lousy farewell word choice once more.

I watched him as we walked out, passing Frankie in the doorway. He paused to say something to Frankie and I could faintly hear Frankie asking him if he was going to be giving him a ride home or ditching him yet again. I couldn’t hear what Gerard said though. Once he was gone Frankie looked over and saw me and practically skipped across the room towards me.

“What are you doing here?" He asks as he sat down next to me.

"Gym class" I replied pointing to my ankle.

"Well, it looks like you're gonna be stuck with me for a few weeks then.." he laughed and I rolled my eyes a little.

“Yeah wouldn’t be the first time.” I tell him and he made a face like he didn’t quite get it, but didn’t care enough to ask me to explain.

I opened my books up flipped through a few pages trying to figure out my math homework, but it was really no use. I couldn’t remember what any of the symbols meant anymore. Frankie wasn’t doing any work. I encouraged him a few times but he just laughed.

“Hey gimme your crutch.” He says and before I could ask him what for he just reached over and grabbed it.

He started leaning back in his chair with it, tipping backwards and trying to balance on the back two chair legs and my crutch to the side. I stopped writing and looked up at him. “Youre going to fall.” I warned him.

“Naw,” He chuckled as leant even further back, tilting the chair even more crookedly now so it only had one leg on the floor and my crutch to steady him.

"Im telling you. Youre gonna fall." I insisted.

"No I'm n-.." He cried out and then- a CRASH echoed out as Frankie slammed to the floor. The librarian appeared, frowning. Frankie jumped up hastily off the floor.

"I'm okay!" Frankie yelled out raising his arms above his head. A few people laughed. I rolled my eyes at him at the librarian stood over us now. She looked at me and then at him and then back at me. "Are you suppose to be here?" She asked me. Like I'd fucking voluntarily be here.

"uh..Im suppose to be in gym but um" I pointed to my ankle and she frowned.

“Where is your slip?” She asked me holding out her hand. She was waiting for me to hand it to her but I didn’t have one. I forgot I was suppose to get one. I told her that and she made a face. She told me to make sure I bring it tomorrow. Whatever. She then told him to pick his chair up and sit his ass quietly in it before she walked away. Well she didn’t say ass but she should’ve…

“I told you you were gonna fall.” I couldn’t help but scold Frankie as he lifted his chair back upright.

“You jinxed me.” He says and I rolled my eyes once more.

“I did not.” I scoffed at him. “I told you Im psychic.” I added teasing him and he laughed.

“You are not.” he insisted and I shrugged smiling evilly at him. ”All right if you are then tell me oh great Elle.” He was so mocking me now. “How am I gonna get home today?” He announced and I scrunched my face a little confused by his question.

“Isnt Gerard bringing you home?” I asked and he shook his head no.

“No hes got something to do.” He tells me and I frowned a little to myself. He had something to do? What the fuck was he doing? Certainly nothing with me. “Hey you want to bring me home?” Frankie said eagerly and I shook my head no. “Come on.” He started to whine. Pouting about how he knows I drove to school cause he saw my car in the lot and all this crap. Finally I gave in.

After study hall Frankie came with me to my locker, and he helped me get my books out which was good. But I didn’t see Gerard anywhere which was bad….

I thought maybe he was avoiding me but then when we went outside I saw him talking with Ray by his car. I don’t know what they were talking about but it just gave me a really bad feeling. Maybe it was the way they were standing, or maybe it was Gerards body language as they spoke.

“Hey.” Gerard called out to me and Frankie. “Wait.” He stopped us from getting in my car.

“Whats the matter?” I asked a little concerned but there was no way he was going to tell me what he and Ray were just talking about.

“Uh Im not gonna be able to come by tonight.” He said a little softly to me and I made a face at him. “Im sorry.” He added but that just wasn’t good enough.

“Why not?” I tried not to whine. I was border lining between being hurt and being pissed off at him.

“Cause I got to do something for Ray.” He gives me as a weak excuse and anger won out.

“What?” I demanded.

“Just…something.” He stammered and I frowned.

“All night?” I cried out a little and he exhaled a little and looked over at Frankie.

“Get in the car.” He commands him and I almost said something about his bossiness but bit my tongue. He wanted to say something to me and didn’t want Frankie to hear it.

“Well?” I asked him once Frankie shut his door.

“Look..just.” He face was softer now, pleading almost. “Just one more day okay?” He squeezed my hands in his as he said it.

“Gerard.” I began to protest and he lifted my hand to his mouth and kissed it lightly.

“please Elle…one more day?” He repeated and he had me. I would’ve agreed to anything he would’ve asked me in that moment. It wasn’t until I got back in the car did I wonder what I just agreed to…

One more day? What the hell did that even mean? I mean he said if he came over and spent the night, then that would be it. I would be his, no more fucking around. I know how he is. He wanted exclusive or nothing. Its why we almost broke up the first time, cause I went out with Jay that one night. So I guess that’s what he meant? Like to not go hook up with someone else tonight? Did he think that I would?

The thoughts were swirling around in my head as I drove Frankie home. I felt bad cause he was trying to talk to me but I was just yes’ing him to everything he said.

“So were all set then?” He pauses and asks me as he’s about to get out of the car.

“Huh?” was my reply. I had not a fucking clue what he was talking about.

“Youre gonna name your first born kid after me.” He grinned.

“Uh doubtful.” I smirked and he laughed.

“But you just said!” He protested and I shook my head a little. “You promised!” He cried out.

“Who the fuck are you now Rumpelstiltskin? Get the fuck out” I nudged him and he laughed once more.

“Come on.” He pouted. “Frank is a good name.” He was very proud of it.

“Yeah well Im not. Im sorry.” I tried not to crush him too badly. “I cant even have kids and if I did, I wouldn’t name them Frank.” I added and he gave me a sort of serious look.

“You cant have kids?” He lowered his voice down and I shifted a little uncomfortably.

“No.” I said and then it hit me. “Yeah.” I felt my heart accelerating now. “I mean I don’t know.” I shook my head a little. I couldn’t, but that was after… this was before…

“Okay well, um I’ll see ya later.” Frankie took that as his cue and got out. My mind was spinning. I was starting to get a throbbing pain behind my eye as I drove off from Frankies house…

I decided while I was out to stop at the bank to get some money. I was so freaking hungry by this point that I thought I was going to die. I figured it might make my headache go away too. The bank was closed but they had an ATM outside.

I slid my card in and punched the buttons for a hundred dollars and the freaking thing beeped at me to try again so I did. Once more it beeped sorry try again. What the fuck is it out of money? I tried sixty and it beeped. I tried twenty and it beeped. Finally I punched in to see my balance and the freaking screen displayed I had 67 cents in my account.

Oh fuck. I mumbled to myself, suddenly remembering Bobbi-Jo telling me to call Mr Reefer on Monday. I spent all my money on the funeral. I was broke. Shit…

I drove back home with a pounding behind my eye. I wasn’t sure what I was going to do. The more I thought about it, the worse the pounding got. Once I got home I called Mr. Reefer who wasn’t there. I left him a message to call me but there wasn’t much more I could do at this point.

I took a long hot shower and tore the house apart for a few hours looking for some aspirin but we didn’t have any. No food either. I decided to go to Lias. See if she could lend me twenty bucks or something. Big mistake.

I bet the universe had a good laugh it though. The sight of me pulling up to her house at 1130 at night and finding Gerards car parked outside and her bedroom lights dimmed down…