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"so, baby?" I mumbled into Gee's chest.
"yeah?" Gerard said, running his hand through my hair, "we have your appointment this evening" I could almost feel the frown radiating from Gerard, "so I have the day off work"
"hey frankie, that's awesome, I would've let you lie in, sorry honey"
"no, it's good. I was hoping that we could maybe go somewhere?"
"like on a proper date?" I nodded, "yes frankie, I'd love to!" he said hugging me so hard I was nearly squished to death!

I took a shower, and went to get changed, I could hear Gee talking to mikey. 

"mikey, wake the fuck up now!"
"uungh" I knew how grumpy mikey could be if you weren't forcing coffee down his throat, "please, it's important!"
"what's up Gee?"
"franks taking me out, but I don't know what to wear or how to act or anything! And can I borrow some of your cologne?"
"be yourself gee, the guys obviously in love with you for who you are, and definitely a band tee shirt and my ripped jeans with the chains are in my
Closet if you want to borrow them, cologne is on my nightstand"
"y-you think Frank loves me?" I knew
Mikey would be rolling his (probably closed) eyes, "I know he does"
"did he say anything?"
"no, he didn't have to"
"thanks mikes" he said, of course I love him!

About 20 minutes later I put some fucked up goo in my hair, just to find that it was moisturiser. Oh well, my hair looked awesome as fuck. 

"ready sexy?" I asked, he blushed scarlett, "y-you think I-I look s-sexy?"
"fuck yeah, the hottest guy i've ever seen"
"thanks baby, but I'm pretty sure that's you" it was my turn to blush the colour of my eyeliner. 

We pulled in to the cinema, there was a new zombie movie out last week that I wanted to see. 

"can I see some I.D?" the stupid bitch behind the counter, fuck my stupid height! "why, don't I look 18?"
"um" I showed her my drivers licence and she handed over our tickets, popcorn and the coffee. 

The movie was good, Gee hadn't let go of my hand, I'd gotten the odd peck on the cheek and Gee and I had sung all the old classics. They had a pretty awesome soundtrack. 

"do you wanna grab some lunch?" I asked, "yeah, that'd be great" I drove us to the nearest restaurant. 

"would you like to order drinks?" the waiter asked, "yeah, can I have a latte?" he scribbled it down and looked at Gee, "uh, the same please" the waiter scribbled it down. 

"2 lattes" the waiter said
"thanks" I mumbled

"frankie, can I tell you something?" gee asked, "sure honey"
"I did so many bad things while I was with them. I robbed people, I killed people, I covered things up. It kills me every day knowing what I did"
"baby, that wasn't your fault, you wouldn't have done it if they hadn't made you. You're an amazing beautiful person, never forget that"
"but I killed so many people, men, women, children"
"did you want to?"
"no, I didnt, but I should have stood up to them"
"they would have killed you" I said, it was the truth, "I raped a four year old" that shocked me, a lot. I mean, of course it was all horrible to hear, but that was kinda scary. 

"listen to me baby, they made you do it. I know you didn't want to, you dont have it in you to do that. I promise, you aren't a bad person"
"I'm not?"
"no baby, why are you telling me?"
"so you aren't so shocked if I bring it up with the new therapist" 
"okay, but listen to me. Gerard, you are the most beautiful person, inside and out. Whatever you did there, sweetheart, it's in the past. You can't change it, and it wasn't your fault"
"thanks babe" he said, leaning over the table to kiss my cheek. I beamed at him. 

"do yo wanna go to the pier for a little bit?"
"yeah, sure frankie"

We drove in silence. It was one of those comforting silences where nothing needed to be said. 

When we FINALLY got to the pier Gee and I sat on a rock, dangling our feet into the sea. 

"there's something I want to tell you baby, and I need you to believe me okay?" I said
"sure" 
"I love you, god Gee, I love you so fucking much" he cried. 
"f-frankie, don't l-lie to m-me"
"I'm not lying, I love you gorgeous"
"n-no you d-dont"
"I do"
"r-really?"
"yes really"
"I love you too frankie" he flung his arms around me and tugged on my hair pulling me back a little. He kissed me, I could taste salt From where tears had run down his face, but also the familiarity that was coffee and cigarettes. It was only a peck, but it was the most perfect thing I'd ever felt. Not like when we were teens and made out playing spin the bottle. It had feeling and emotion, it was perfect, he was perfect.