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Frank’s POV

What have I done? I’ve just gone and cheated on my woman. The woman who I’ve been with for almost 15 years. That’s half my lifetime. And I’ve gone and had sex behind her back with a girl I’d known less than 24 hours.

Eff.

What if she finds out? I can’t not tell her. But I can’t tell her either.
For flips sake, what on earth am I gonna say? Am I gonna say anything? I have to.


~*~


I didn’t sleep at all that night. I needed to talk to someone. I needed to get this crap out of my system and hand it over to someone who can turn it all around and hand it back for me to sort it out.
Jamia was already up as usual with the girls. I turned to look at the clock for the umpteenth time over the past ten hours but my attention was caught by the wedding photo sitting on my chest of drawers. I couldn’t take this any longer. I couldn’t go on feeling like this. I couldn’t bear to look at Jamia or even my two beautiful daughters who brought us even closer together. Imagine if they had to grow up knowing their daddy cheated on their amazing mother. That’s not something I would want to have to think about, not even in the worst, sickening nightmare.

“Frankie?” I heard her beautiful voice call up the staircase.

“Yeah?” I tried to spit the words out without her hearing the sobs I was producing like a pussy. But then again, I am a pussy. A proper man wouldn’t do to his wife what I did.

“Breakfast’s getting cold!”

“I’m not...I’m not hungry...”

“I’m not gonna continue shouting up the stairs at you, Frank, so if you want it come and get it.”

I never did.



Gerard’s POV

~buzz~

I rolled over to look at the clock to see the display reading “7:30” and quickly picked up the phone and left the bed, trying not to disturb Lindsey, the sleeping beauty beside me.
Who would be phoning me this early and more importantly, what did they want?

“Hello?” I whispered trying to find somewhere in the Way household where there wasn’t anyone to wake. Which was a task considering Lindsey, Lady B, Mikey, Alicia and I were all in mum and dad’s house.

“Gee, you gotta help me.”

“Frank? What’s up? Are you...crying?”

“Gee, I can’t go on any freakin’ longer. Not after what happened yesterday.”

“But Frank. It was your idea. You were so sure about it. You got me to go along with it!”

“I know! That’s the f*cking point! I can’t look at Jamia, Cherry or Lily. I didn’t sleep at all last night and I can’t even face food.”

“Frank, calm down. It’s gonna be okay. Lindsey knows and she’s okay with it. She knows I’m still watching Joanna Angel etc. and I tend to lust a bit... But, urm, anyway... there wasn’t any...y’know...connection down there...”

There was an awkward silence.

“Frankie?”

Sniff.

“Gerard. There was... Not only that...”

“What? You can tell me Frankie.”

“I popped her.”

Whoa. I was really taken aback. Frank had just helped another girl lose her virginity. But does that mean that I was Aimee’s first partner too? I suppose I’ll never know. It’s not like I can just ask her out of the blue now.

Frank sniffed again, reminding me he needed a reply.

“Babe. I’m coming to see you. And nothing is gonna stop me getting to you. You need my help. How about we go to Starbucks, pick up a coffee and go on a walk? You know that always helps me.”

I waited for a reply as he deliberated silently on the other end of the phone.

“Okay. For you, Gee.”

I smiled but soon realised he couldn’t see me.

“I’ll come and get you in ten minutes.”

“Okay. Thanks babe. I couldn’t make it through if it wasn’t for you.”

“No, Frank. If it wasn’t for you I wouldn’t be here at all.”

And with that I hung up and pulled on my jeans and a t-shirt, quickly scribbled a note for Lynz to tell her where I’d gone and I left the house.

~*~

I pulled up outside Frank's house 10 minutes later like I'd said. I saw Frank as he walked up the path pulling on his hoodie for a cooler morning and hopped into my Jeep.

“Hey,” I greeted him.

He tried to smile back.

“Whoa dude, you look terrible. Not that terrible means anything when it comes to you, but you seem really upset.”

He sat there in silence as I started up the car and began the journey to my beloved Starbucks. He could see me peeking over at him every once in a while to see if he was okay. But he wasn’t okay and I damn well knew it. He struggled to fight back the tears in front of me and I could tell he was genuinely worried and couldn’t cope. So I went into Starbucks on my own and brought the drinks out to the car where we could talk in private.

“Babe, I know you’re really worried, but it’s gonna be okay. We started this together and we’re gonna go through it all together. Every step.”

The tears in Frank’s gorgeous hazel eyes pierced me as they looked into mine. I could tell straight away that words weren’t going to heal this. It was burning away at his insides and he hasn’t even told his wife. We were going to drive somewhere where nobody was going to be. Not a single person. So I could give him the surprise that could possibly do instead of the words that wouldn’t do.

“I know where I’m going to take you now, Frank. A little place I found one time a few years back. I was stumbling about, a drunken mess, and found myself in this place which I couldn’t fully appreciate in my state. I didn’t know where it was or what it was, but it was beautiful and I go there when something’s eating away at me...”

Frank looked at me in an intrigued manner. I drove for a good forty minutes as this place was in the middle of nowhere but it was really worth it. I could see Frank was beginning to look a bit happier, like this had taken his mind off things.

“Is this it?” Frank asked.

“Yes,” I replied nervously, waiting for his verdict. After all, it was an old decrepit house in the middle of a field, but it looked beautiful. I led him inside the door which was always wedged ajar.

He looked around and sat himself down on an armchair in the main room, which was decorated with an old fabric which bore a beautiful design under the thin layer of dust. I sat down on another seat across the room from him.

“Frankie...I know you feel really bad about this, but I want to help you. Like I said before, we’re in this together.”

He looked up at me as if he was somewhat shocked.

“Gee, how could I have done this? What was I thinking? My own wife and I’ve betrayed her and my family. Her family. I’ve made an idiot out of myself. And her. And I can’t even fess up to her now...”

Frank stared down at the floor again and I saw a teardrop spread across the floorboard as the wood absorbed it.

“Frank, I know this is hard but we’re going to think of a way to get through this. As I mentioned before, Lindsey already knows and she didn’t kick up a fuss. We’re used to living life on the edge. We’re crazy rockstars!” I said in a tone that tried to cheer him up.

“Yes but Gerard, this is Jamia. My wife. My kids. My family. My mistake...” he trailed off, his voice shaking with fear.

“I know how Jamia would feel if she found out through rumours instead of from you yourself...”

“No you don’t,” Frank snapped back angrily.

“I do, Frank. I went through it with Eliza. But now I’ve found Lindsey, my perfect woman.”

“But Gerard! This is Jamia. She is my perfect woman! And I’ve gone and done something that I’m going to regret for the rest of my life! I can’t turn back!”

“Yes, but that’s why I’m here to...”

“Look Gerard! You just don’t get it!”

“Frank, please! You need someone and I want to be that someone!”

“I don’t want your help! Suck it, Gerard!” shouted Frank as he stormed out of the room.


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A/N: I hope this has been okay so far and I'm really grateful of all the feedback :)
Also, I haven't had a chance to write much the past few days, so it may be a while before the next few chapters go up, but I'll try my best.