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Melody's POV
For the first time in days I awoke warm and content, facing Frank and wrapped securely in the tight embrace of his arms. Warm puffs of breath tickled the sensitive flesh of my neck where his face lay nuzzled. Our bodies gently pressed together as our legs tangled around one another in a mess of limbs. His left hand curled around the swell of my stomach in a protective embrace.
I opened my eyes slowly, smiling as I was met with the sight of Frank's sleeping face. A small smile graced his lips and his shaggy hair fell across his eyes. My stomach fluttered as I realized just how close our bodies were pressed together. I'm sure to anyone that didn't know us personally we looked like a happy, loving couple expecting our first child.
As much as I wished that was reality I knew it would never happen. I knew after he learned the truth about what had happened in his absence he wouldn't want to touch me or share a bed with me ever again. To be honest I had been thinking about calling Zac and taking him up on his offer of moving in with him.
My stomach twisted painfully with fear as I came to the conclusion that Frank was going to inevitably hate me. I only hoped he would still want to be in his daughter's life. I don't think I could handle it if he abandoned her because of my mistakes.
Frank shifted beside me, letting out a small yawn and pulling me closer into the warmth of his body.
"Mmm...morning, Mel."
"Good morning, Frankie. Did you sleep well?"
"Yeah. That's the best sleep I've had all week."
"Me too."
"How was your shopping trip?"
"It was good. I got lots of awesome clothes for the baby."
"And what about yourself?" He questioned. I frowned.
"Oh, yeah, but Frank, I really wish you would let me pay you back. I spent way too much."
"Mel, I don't care how much you spent as long as you got yourself some new clothes."
"Yeah, but Frank, I feel horrible. You're going to freak out when you find out how much I spent."
"Okay, well how much did you spend?"
I sucked my bottom lip between my teeth, nibbling nervously as I adverted my eyes, avoiding any and all eye contact. Frank slipped his hand beneath my chin and brought my face up, forcing me to meet his gaze.
"Mel, it's okay. I promise I won't be mad, okay?" I nodded.
"Um...about a thousand. Oh god, Frankie, I'm really sorry. I promise to pay it-"
Frank cut me off with a snort followed by a small chuckle.
"A thousand? Is that it?" I nodded.
"Mel, that's nothing. I expected you to spend way more than that. I am actually surprised that is all you spent. Are you sure you got everything you need?"
"I got plenty, Frankie. Are you sure it's not too much?"
"If you think that is too much then you would freak out if you ever went shopping with me and Gerard."
My smiled faltered at the mention of Gerard's name and of course Frank noticed.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"You sure?"
"Yeah. Um...I'm just hungry is all."
"Okay. Why don't you go lay down on the couch and watch t.v. while I cook breakfast for us?"
"Okay."
Frank smiled, rubbed my tummy and then planted a quick kiss to my forehead before releasing me and sliding out of the bed. I followed him out of our bedroom and made my way to the living room where I plopped down onto the couch and turned the t.v. set on.
Honestly, I wasn't even paying attention to what show was playing. My mind was too busy racing with thoughts of how I would tell Frank about what I had done. Not only did I not want Frank to hate me but I didn't want to cause any more problems between Frank and Gerard. I would much rather Frank be mad at me then have him and Gerard be at odds. Then there was the one ever so teeny tiny fact that I would be completely crushed if Frank ever turned his back on me. As pathetic as it sounds I could live the rest of my life happily as long as Frank stayed by my side. Even if the only thing we could ever be is friends.
I was ripped from my depressing thoughts when Frank's voice reached my ears.
"Mel? Mel?!"
"Huh?"
"Are you sure you are okay? You seem kind of out of it today."
"Oh, um....yeah. I'm fine."
He narrowed his eyes at me in suspicion. "If you say so."
"Really, Frankie, I am fine. What did you make me?"
I pulled myself into a sitting position as he placed a plate in front of me.
"A cheese omelet with toast and orange juice."
"Awesome. It looks delicious. Thanks, Frankie."
"No problem. I enjoy cooking for you." I smiled sadly at him as I thought 'Yeah, until you find out what I've done.' He frowned.
"Mel, I know something is bothering you and I wish you would talk to me. You know you can trust me with anything, right?"
"Yes. I know but it's nothing. I'm just a little tired."
"Okay. So, I wanted to talk to you about something important."
"Sure. What's up?"
"Well, I've been thinking a lot lately and I think this apartment is entirely too small especially considering there will be a new edition to our family in just a couple of more months. So, I guess, what I want to know is...how would you feel about moving out with me?"
"You mean just me, you, and the baby?" He nodded as a small smile tugged at the corner of his lips.
"I....Frank, that would be great but I, um...I'm not so sure that's a good idea. I mean, I want to but-"
"If you want to then what's the problem?" He questioned as his smile faded into a frown and his brows furrowed in confusion.
"Frank, I....there are just some things you don't know about me and I...I just....you'll hate me when you find out." I felt my own face crumple into a frown and I let my eyes fall to my lap.
"Mel, look at me." I shook my head as a few stray tears slid from my eyes and down my cheeks.
"Mel, please look at me." I shook my head again but this time Frank curled his fingers beneath my chin and gently forced me to look at him. He used the pads of his thumbs to gently wipe away my tears.
"Melody, I could never hate you. Never. Sure, you have made mistakes but so have I. We're not perfect nor will we ever be. Just pleas,Mel, don't keep things from me. I want us to be honest with one another and I want you to know that I am always here for you no matter what. I promise that I will always be here."
"Fr-Frank, n-no. You'll h-hate me."
"I will not hate you, Melody. Let's just finish our breakfast and then you can show me what you bought. We will talk about this later tonight."
"O-Okay."
So, that's exactly what we did. After we finished our breakfast we washed our dishes and went back to our room where I showed Frank what I had bought. He was just as excited over the baby's clothes as Alicia and I had been and he loved the new hoodie and shirts I bought him.
For the remainder of the day we lounged around the living room in our pajamas emersed in a movie marathon, only moving to use the restroom or grab something to eat or drink. It made me happy to once again do nothing more than lay around in Frank's arms all day. Yet, it saddened me to know this would most likely be the last time we would ever do this again.
I wanted this night to last forever but as I glanced toward the clock above the t.v. I realized this night would be over before I knew it.
xo britt
For the first time in days I awoke warm and content, facing Frank and wrapped securely in the tight embrace of his arms. Warm puffs of breath tickled the sensitive flesh of my neck where his face lay nuzzled. Our bodies gently pressed together as our legs tangled around one another in a mess of limbs. His left hand curled around the swell of my stomach in a protective embrace.
I opened my eyes slowly, smiling as I was met with the sight of Frank's sleeping face. A small smile graced his lips and his shaggy hair fell across his eyes. My stomach fluttered as I realized just how close our bodies were pressed together. I'm sure to anyone that didn't know us personally we looked like a happy, loving couple expecting our first child.
As much as I wished that was reality I knew it would never happen. I knew after he learned the truth about what had happened in his absence he wouldn't want to touch me or share a bed with me ever again. To be honest I had been thinking about calling Zac and taking him up on his offer of moving in with him.
My stomach twisted painfully with fear as I came to the conclusion that Frank was going to inevitably hate me. I only hoped he would still want to be in his daughter's life. I don't think I could handle it if he abandoned her because of my mistakes.
Frank shifted beside me, letting out a small yawn and pulling me closer into the warmth of his body.
"Mmm...morning, Mel."
"Good morning, Frankie. Did you sleep well?"
"Yeah. That's the best sleep I've had all week."
"Me too."
"How was your shopping trip?"
"It was good. I got lots of awesome clothes for the baby."
"And what about yourself?" He questioned. I frowned.
"Oh, yeah, but Frank, I really wish you would let me pay you back. I spent way too much."
"Mel, I don't care how much you spent as long as you got yourself some new clothes."
"Yeah, but Frank, I feel horrible. You're going to freak out when you find out how much I spent."
"Okay, well how much did you spend?"
I sucked my bottom lip between my teeth, nibbling nervously as I adverted my eyes, avoiding any and all eye contact. Frank slipped his hand beneath my chin and brought my face up, forcing me to meet his gaze.
"Mel, it's okay. I promise I won't be mad, okay?" I nodded.
"Um...about a thousand. Oh god, Frankie, I'm really sorry. I promise to pay it-"
Frank cut me off with a snort followed by a small chuckle.
"A thousand? Is that it?" I nodded.
"Mel, that's nothing. I expected you to spend way more than that. I am actually surprised that is all you spent. Are you sure you got everything you need?"
"I got plenty, Frankie. Are you sure it's not too much?"
"If you think that is too much then you would freak out if you ever went shopping with me and Gerard."
My smiled faltered at the mention of Gerard's name and of course Frank noticed.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"You sure?"
"Yeah. Um...I'm just hungry is all."
"Okay. Why don't you go lay down on the couch and watch t.v. while I cook breakfast for us?"
"Okay."
Frank smiled, rubbed my tummy and then planted a quick kiss to my forehead before releasing me and sliding out of the bed. I followed him out of our bedroom and made my way to the living room where I plopped down onto the couch and turned the t.v. set on.
Honestly, I wasn't even paying attention to what show was playing. My mind was too busy racing with thoughts of how I would tell Frank about what I had done. Not only did I not want Frank to hate me but I didn't want to cause any more problems between Frank and Gerard. I would much rather Frank be mad at me then have him and Gerard be at odds. Then there was the one ever so teeny tiny fact that I would be completely crushed if Frank ever turned his back on me. As pathetic as it sounds I could live the rest of my life happily as long as Frank stayed by my side. Even if the only thing we could ever be is friends.
I was ripped from my depressing thoughts when Frank's voice reached my ears.
"Mel? Mel?!"
"Huh?"
"Are you sure you are okay? You seem kind of out of it today."
"Oh, um....yeah. I'm fine."
He narrowed his eyes at me in suspicion. "If you say so."
"Really, Frankie, I am fine. What did you make me?"
I pulled myself into a sitting position as he placed a plate in front of me.
"A cheese omelet with toast and orange juice."
"Awesome. It looks delicious. Thanks, Frankie."
"No problem. I enjoy cooking for you." I smiled sadly at him as I thought 'Yeah, until you find out what I've done.' He frowned.
"Mel, I know something is bothering you and I wish you would talk to me. You know you can trust me with anything, right?"
"Yes. I know but it's nothing. I'm just a little tired."
"Okay. So, I wanted to talk to you about something important."
"Sure. What's up?"
"Well, I've been thinking a lot lately and I think this apartment is entirely too small especially considering there will be a new edition to our family in just a couple of more months. So, I guess, what I want to know is...how would you feel about moving out with me?"
"You mean just me, you, and the baby?" He nodded as a small smile tugged at the corner of his lips.
"I....Frank, that would be great but I, um...I'm not so sure that's a good idea. I mean, I want to but-"
"If you want to then what's the problem?" He questioned as his smile faded into a frown and his brows furrowed in confusion.
"Frank, I....there are just some things you don't know about me and I...I just....you'll hate me when you find out." I felt my own face crumple into a frown and I let my eyes fall to my lap.
"Mel, look at me." I shook my head as a few stray tears slid from my eyes and down my cheeks.
"Mel, please look at me." I shook my head again but this time Frank curled his fingers beneath my chin and gently forced me to look at him. He used the pads of his thumbs to gently wipe away my tears.
"Melody, I could never hate you. Never. Sure, you have made mistakes but so have I. We're not perfect nor will we ever be. Just pleas,Mel, don't keep things from me. I want us to be honest with one another and I want you to know that I am always here for you no matter what. I promise that I will always be here."
"Fr-Frank, n-no. You'll h-hate me."
"I will not hate you, Melody. Let's just finish our breakfast and then you can show me what you bought. We will talk about this later tonight."
"O-Okay."
So, that's exactly what we did. After we finished our breakfast we washed our dishes and went back to our room where I showed Frank what I had bought. He was just as excited over the baby's clothes as Alicia and I had been and he loved the new hoodie and shirts I bought him.
For the remainder of the day we lounged around the living room in our pajamas emersed in a movie marathon, only moving to use the restroom or grab something to eat or drink. It made me happy to once again do nothing more than lay around in Frank's arms all day. Yet, it saddened me to know this would most likely be the last time we would ever do this again.
I wanted this night to last forever but as I glanced toward the clock above the t.v. I realized this night would be over before I knew it.
xo britt
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