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Melody's POV

What Frank had admitted to me before storming out had obviously shocked me but instead of feeling happy or hopeful I was filled with dread. It made me sick at my stomach because now I realized it wasn't just another stupid mistake in a long line of mistakes I had made. No, I had potentially fucked my entire life up and not only my life but possibly my daughter's life as well. The last thing I ever wanted was to hurt Frank or our unborn daughter in any way.

Of course, it didn't take long for Mikey and Alicia to realize something was wrong after mine and Frank's argument. Just minutes after Frank stormed out they both rushed in to find me curled up on the bed, sobbing into Frank's pillow. Alicia came to my side immediately and wrapped her arms around me.

"Melody, shh, calm down. What's wrong?"

I slung my arms around her waist and buried my face in her chest, letting my tears soak the front of her shirt. She hugged me tight and whispered soothing words into my ear but they did nothing to calm me.

"Melody, sweetie, please tell me what's wrong."

A gentle hand pressed against my lower back and began rubbing soothing circles but rather than calming me this only made me feel even worse for I knew once Mikey learned the truth he wouldn't want to comfort me any longer.

"Mel, please tell us what happened. Where is Frankie? Did you two have a fight?"

"M-Mikey, I'm s-sor-ry! I am so fucking s-sor-ry!"

"Hey, no, there's nothing to be sorry for. You haven't done anything wrong. Just calm down, okay?"

"L-Leesh, he k-knows! Fr-Frank k-knows!"

"Oh Mel, no. I'm so sorry. Is that why he left?" I nodded and she sighed, hugging me as close to her as she could.

"Frank knows what? What happened?" Mikey questioned, clearly confused as to what we were talking about.

"I, um....I'm sorry, Mikey but this isn't my secret to tell." Alicia muttered.

A pang of guilt stabbed my gut hearing the way her voice cracked with guilt from keeping a secret from Mikey. It hurt knowing I had caused Alicia such discomfort. She had been a great friend to turn to lately and I didn't want to hurt her in any way.

"What do you mean? What fucking secret? Melody, what did you do? Wait, does this have anything to do with Gerard? Frank can't possibly be mad at you because of what Gerard did."

A choked sob bubbled forth from my throat and Alicia squeezed me even tighter before leaning down to whisper in my ear.

"Mel, I think you should tell him. It will only be worse if he finds out from Frank or Gerard."

"I-I...y-yeah."

I reluctantly released Alicia and slowly sat up so I faced Mikey. Mikey looked hurt and confused that I would keep a secret from him and that only made what I was about to reveal to him even more painful. I wiped the tears from my eyes and took a deep, shuddering breath.

"M-Mikey, I-I...."

"It's okay, Mel. Take a deep breath and tell me what is going on." I nodded.

"I-I...I s-slept with G-Gerard."

The look on Mikey's face after learning this new information made my stomach twist painfully. A stunned look passed over his face momentarily before twisting his features into a look of pure anger swirled with a hint of disgust. He recoiled almost as if I had slapped him, jumping from the bed and glaring down on me.

"What the fuck, Melody?! How could you do that to Frank?!"

"I'm sorry, M-Mikey! It was a m-mistake!"

"A mistake?! A fucking mistake?! So what, you two happened to be walking around the house naked and he tripped and fell into you?! Goddammit Melody, what the fuck were you thinking?!"

"I w-wasn't. I'm s-sor-ry."

"Sorry doesn't cut it, Melody! You can't just say you're sorry every time you decide to be a slut!"

I felt my heart sink into the pit of my stomach like a chunk of lead. Mikey hadn't called me a slut since I had broke it off with him and then he had been upset. Now, he sounded as if he truly meant it and it hurt. It was like a knife to the heart as those words bounced around my skull.

"Mikey, stop! She made a mistake but that doesn't give you the right to call her a slut."

"She's made a hell of a lot of mistakes in just six months. No, fuck this shit! I am so sick and tired of you playing the victim, Melody! You may only be seventeen but you are old enough to fucking know better!"

"I-I k-know....I'm s-sor-ry."

By now the salty tears were flowing freely down both of my cheeks and my chest ached from the heart-wrenching sobs emanating from me.

"Stop saying you are sorry! I don't want to fucking hear it!"

"I'm....I'm sorry."

Before I could register what was happening I felt a sharp sting to my left cheek as a loud smack of flesh on flesh echoed around the silent room. I raised a shaky hand to my left cheek where the stinging flesh began to swell under my fingers. It took me several seconds to realize that Mikey had slapped me. My gaze drifted slowly up to Mikey where he stood, gaping down on me. Obviously, he was just as shocked as I was at what he had done.

"Mikey! What the fuck is wrong with you?! I don't care what she did or how many people she fucked, she didn't deserve that!" Alicia growled, hovering over me protectively.

"Melody, I-I....I'm so sorry. I didn't....I didn't mean it."

"N-No, it's okay. I deserved that."

"No, you didn't. Melody, please forgive me. I let my anger get the best of me but that's no excuse to ever hit you or any woman for that matter."

"It's okay, Mikey. Really, it's fine."

"No, it's not. Fuck! Let me see it."

I hesitantly removed my hand from my cheek, allowing Mikey to examine it.

"Oh fuck! Mel, I'm sorry. Shit! It's going to bruise. Alicia, I need an ice pack."

Alica glared at Mikey harshly before turning on her heel and rushing from the room.

"Mel, please don't hate me. You know that's not me. I don't....I don't know what came over me. I just....." He trailed off, exhaling heavily.

"It's okay, Mikey." I muttered quietly.

"No, it's not, Mel. I could have seriously hurt you. Look, your fucking cheek is already swelling and turning purple."

I gazed past Mikey into the mirror hanging above the dresser and winced. He was right. My cheek was swollen and red, turning purple in places.

"Mikey?"

"Yeah?"

"I really messed up this time."

He let out a deep breath and dragged his fingers through his hair before wrapping his arms around me and pulling me against his chest. He rested his chin on the top of my head and sighed heavily.

"Yeah, you did but it will be okay. We will get through this just like we do everything else."

"No, I don't think you understand. Frank admitted something to me and I fucked it all up. I could have been happy, Mikey. We could have raised our daughter together. We could have been together but I fucked up."

"What do you mean? Frank isn't going to abandon you and your baby because of this. He's not that kind of person, Mel."

"I know but he....he kind of admitted his feelings to me or at least I think he did. Mikey, if I would have known I wouldn't have....I w-wouldn't...."

"Shh, Mel, calm down."

"Mikey?"

"Hmm?"

"Did you know Frank was planning on moving out?"

"Really?"

"Yeah. He asked me to move out with him. He wanted to get a house for us. Just me, him, and our baby. I fucked it all up, Mikey. We could have been happy. We could have had a good life."

"Maybe you still can. Don't give up hope yet, okay?"

"But I-"

"Here, Mel, put this on your cheek."

Alicia pressed an ice pack wrapped in a towel against my cheek. I winced at both the coldness and pain but kept it pressed against the swollen flesh.

"Look, Mel, if there is one thing I know about Frank it's that he is a forgiving person. He gets angry, he lets his anger out but then he cools down and analyzes things. If he truly cares for you then he will forgive you." I smiled half-heartedly up at him, not completely sure he was right but not wanting to give up hope just yet.

"Fucking hell! Frank is going to murder me in my sleep." Mikey muttered.

"No he's not."

Mikey snorted. "I don't care how mad he is at you right now. You are still carrying his child and I hurt you." Mikey frowned as the last words left his mouth. I took his hand in mine and squeezed gently.

"He doesn't have to know. I can say I fell or walked into a wall or something, okay?"

"No. I have to tell him. I hate lying to him and it will only make matters worse if he finds out later. Trust me, I know Frank. The worst thing you can do is lie to him."

I sighed unhappily. The last thing I wanted right now is for things to be tense between Frank and Mikey. Especially since the situation between Frank and Gerard wouldn't be pleasant as is.

"But Mikey-"

Mikey held up a hand, silencing me.

"No, Mel. It will be okay." I shot him a wary look but said nothing else.

"Let's just get you something to eat. There is no telling how long Frank will be gone. It's best if he cools down a bit before he returns anyway."

I nodded my agreement and let Alicia lead me into the living room while Mikey disappeared into the kitchen. Alicia plopped down onto the couch and I lay beside her with my head resting on her lap. She sighed as she flipped through the channels on the t.v.

"Leesh?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you think Frank hates me?"

"No. I think he's angry but I don't think he hates you."

"I don't know."

"Honestly, I think Frank loves you but he is too afraid to admit it."

"Not after today, Leesh. Frank will never be able to look at me the same way again and I don't blame him. I just hope this doesn't change how he feels about her." I sniffled, laying a protective hand over my protruding abdomen, rubbing gently and receiving a swift kick in return. Alicia sighed.

"Frank loves you Melody. I wish you could see the way he looks at you. I know I haven't been around long but I think that is why I can see it so well. Mel, Frank looks at you like you hung the moon. In his eyes, you can do no wrong. Sure, you make mistakes but he forgives you so easily when you do. Can't you see that? No matter what you do he could never hate you. Obviously, he's upset right now but give him time and he will come around."

I frowned at her. "I don't know, Leesh. I think this time it's different."

"Just trust me."

Before I could respond Mikey waltzed into the living room balancing three plates and three cans of soda in his arms.

"Okay girls, we have chicken quesadillas and coke."

"Thanks Mikey." I smiled as I took a plate and a can of coke from him.

"It's the least I could do. I really am sorry, Mel."

"Don't beat yourself up over it. It's already been forgotten, Mikes."

"Thanks Mel." He smiled weakly. "Oh and Alicia is totally right, you know?"

"About what?"

"Frank loves you Melody. Trust me on this. I have known Frank for a really long time now and I know him well enough to know he is head over heels for you. Just.....don't let his pissy mood bother you too much. He's gonna be upset for awhile but let him. He needs to let his anger and hurt out before he can come to terms with all of this. I know Frank and I know there is no way he's going to stay mad at you for too long. Besides, he loves rubbing your tummy and feeling the baby kick. There is no way in hell he's gonna give that up for more than a week."

"I hope you are right, Mikey, I really do."

"You'll see." He smirked.

We ate in a comfortable silence as some comedy flick played across the t.v. screen. Just as we finished our meal and set our plates aside I heard the front door open and then slam shut. I held my breath as the footsteps gradually grew closer. Just seconds later a shirtless, soaking wet Frank came into view.

"Frank, where the hell are your clothes?! You are soaking wet! Dammit, Frankie, you are gonna be so fucking sick!"

"Not now, Mikey." Frank growled as he shot me a fierce glare which turned to a look of shock as he gazed down on me.

My eyes widened and I turned away, burying my face in Alicia's shoulder and out of Frank's view. Though that didn't stop Frank from reaching out and grasping my face in his hand. I winced as he squeezed the swollen flesh between his fingers.

"What the fuck happened to your face?!"

I wrenched my face out of his grip and shifted my gaze to the floor away from his questioning eyes.

"N-Nothing. I f-fell."

"Bullshit! Who did this?!"

"N-Nobody. I f-fell. I swea-"

"I did. I'm sorry, Frank." Mikey confessed.

Frank turned on Mikey and gripped the front of his shirt, pulling them nose to nose. Mikey didn't flinch. It was almost as if he knew exactly what was coming. I suppose he did seeing as how he knew Frank so well.

"Why?!"

"I was upset about what happened." Mikey stated calmly.

Without so much as another word Frank punched Mikey in his mouth. It wasn't a shock really but it still sent a shudder through me. Frank didn't give a backwards glance as he turned on his heel and stomped from the living room into his bedroom, slamming the door shut behind him.

"Well, that wasn't as bad as I expected it to be." Mikey, mumbled as he wiped a trail of blood from his now busted lip.

"God, Mikey, I'm sorry."

"Don't worry about it. I deserved that." He chuckled. "Let's just call it even, yeah?" I shot him a small smile.

"I suppose we can."

"Hey Mikey?"

"Yeah?"

"I need a favor."

"Sure. What's up?"

"I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow and I need someone to take me. I highly doubt Frank is going to want to go anywhere with me."

"Of course. What time?"

"My appointment is at two."

"No problem."

"Thanks."

I felt a sharp stab to my heart as I realized this would be the first appointment Frank wouldn't be going to. I only had myself to blame, though. Hopefully, Frank would at least let some anger go by the next appointment because I don't think I could handle it if he abandoned them altogether.

Frank stayed locked away in his bedroom for the remainder of the day while Alicia, Mikey, and I spent the day lounging around the living room watching movies and eating junk food. My mind never strayed too far from Frank but I knew at this point there was nothing I could say or do to comfort him no matter how much I wanted to.

At the end of the night I found myself curled up on the couch wrapped in a blanket wishing I hadn't screwed things up so bad. Wishing I was wrapped up in Frank's arms rather than alone on a cold, uncomfortable couch. Mikey had offered me his bed but I had refused. I deserved to sleep alone on the couch. I deserved a lot worse so settling for the couch didn't seem all that bad, honestly. In fact, I was grateful Frank hadn't decided to kick me out on the street yet.



So, I am back. :D OMG it was AMAZING! I was right in front of Frank. RIGHT IN FRONT OF FRANK MOTHERFUCKING IERO!!!! That was the BEST night of my entire life and it was more than worth the lack of sleep and camping out on the concrete. I would do it all over again just to experience another night like that. Out of all of the bands I have seen live they were definitely the best.

Anyways, it feels good to be back. I tried to make this one a little longer for you guys because all of you are so awesome. Thanks to everyone that reads, comments, and/or subs. You are all amazing.


xo britt