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"What the hell is this?!?" Frank asked. I pulled the covers under my chin, "I can explain
Frank!" I said. "Explain? You can explain why you and Gerard are fucking in his apartment when
you're supposed to be at Cassie's house on the other side of the country?" Frank asked. I opened my
mouth to talk but Gerard cut in, "Frank will you please get out for a moment? We'll come out in the
living room and talk like adults." he said as he got up and walked to the door. I watched as he
pushed Frank out the door and shut it. "I'm sorry." Gerard said. "Why are you sorry?" I asked. "For
getting you into this mess. You know this is going to be bad." He said. "Not necessarily." I
replied. "How could this not be bad?" Gerard asked. "We could talk to Frankie and he might see that
we really love each other and that tearing us apart isn't right." I said as I pulled on a pair of
Gerard's sweatpants and a tee shirt of mine. "Yeah and hell is freezing over right now." he said as
he pulled on a pair of jeans.
When we walked out of the bedroom Frank was pacing in front of the couch in front of Bob. He stopped
when he saw the two of us, "Izzy right now, go pack your stuff. You're coming back to Chicago with
Bob and me." Frank said. "I'm not going to Chicago with you Frank." I said. "The hell if you
aren't!" he replied. "Look let's just talk." Gerard said. "Stay out of this Gerard, you've done
enough. It's your fault she's here." Frank said. "My fault? For you info it was Izzy who planned
this. I didn't make her do anything she didn't want to." Gerard replied. "You're the adult and she's
the child! I mean how long has this been going on?" Frank asked looking to both of us. I spoke up
first, "Since after the kick-off party." I said. "How long?!? This isn't right. You are a child
Izzy, he's an adult what was going though your head? Did anyone else know about this?" he asked.
"Yes, Mikey knew what was going on. He caught me when we stayed in the hotel that night and I was
going out to see Gerard. That's beside the point though, because contrary to your beliefs I'm not a
child! I'm seventeen years old and I'll be eighteen in two months. I have every right to be with
whoever I want. Besides how did you even find out?" I asked. "That's the downside of dating a famous
person Izzy, you get your picture taken with them. The two of you are all over the gossip sights
kissing and holding hands. I have news for you though, you may be eighteen in two months but you're
still underage as of today and your parents put me in charge of you. So right now I want you to go
and get your things because we're leaving." he said. "No! Gerard please tell him that this isn't
wrong." I said turning to my boyfriend. "I can't Izzy. He's right. You're too young for all of this.
You're too young to be with me." he said. "Please, I love you." I said my eyes filling with tears.
"Just go Izzy, please." he said, his eyes pleading. I opened my mouth to say something but all that
came out was a little squeak and Gerard mouthed to me, "Please.". Defeated I sighed and headed to
the bedroom to pack, silent tears falling down my face.

Fifteen minuets later I had packed everything and changed my clothes. I had pulled on a pair of
jeans and an old Bullet For My Valentine tank top with my pink hoodie and my old Vans. I didn't
bother to brush my hair, choosing to pull it into a messy pony and put on my sunglasses because I
didn't want anyone to see where I had been crying. "Ready?" Frank asked as I walked out of the
bedroom. I nodded and headed for the door not turning to look back at Gerard