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-Gerard-

"THAT WAS SO AWSOME!" Frankie yelled coming through the door. "God, I loved it when that guys head got ripped off." I laughed. Anna rushed into the living room and put a finger over her lips.
"Sh." She said. "Aiden's asleep." We quieted ourselves and I set my keys on the table.
"Hold on, Anna." I said. "Let me get some money for you." I got into my wallet and pulled out a twenty-dollar bill.
"Thanks Gerard." She said. Then she grabbed her coat and left. Frankie lifted his arms up and stretched.
"You didn't have to pay her that much." He said. Frankie's shirt lifted above him revealing his hope bones and I seemed to daze away. "She didn't even clean." He threw his arms back at his side and I snapped back into real-life.
"Well, she's a baby-sitter not a maid." I replied. He shrugged.
"Well, I'm gonna take a shower." He said. I nodded. He went off into the bathroom. Frankie had been living here for 2 months now. He stayed in the basement. However he usually stayed upstairs with me except to sleep. However his room was pretty messy. It had a lot of clothes tossed aside, and his guitar stood in the corner. It was ducted taped up and decorated with various stickers. I laughed every time I saw it. Since Frankie moved in, the both of us have been living happiness. I cleaned up the kitchen that was messed up after Anna's 'babysitting' and someone knocked on the door. I answered it to find it was Lisa.
"Go home." I said. She ignored me and walked in.
"I need something to eat." She said.
"You haven't been here in two months and you walk in and take my food. I am so sick of being your enabler just because you birthed my son." I said. She walked off into the kitchen and grabbed a biscuit from the counter shoving it in her mouth.
"Lisa, that's rude." I said taking the food out of her mouth and throwing it away. "And oafish."
"The hell does 'oafish' mean?" She asked part of a biscuit still in her mound. Its of it projectiling from her mouth as she spoke. I cringed.
"Barbaric, un-civilized, crude...disgusting. You." I explained.
"Where's Aiden?" She asked.
"Asleep." I said.
"Its 8:30."
"So. The babysitter put him to sleep."
"You hired a babysitter?"
"Anna."
"Ugh. I can't stand that little brat."
"She is only 16, and you don't like her because she called you a slut-which you are."
"You think I am a slut?"
"If the hoochie skirt fits." I said. She curled her lip and anger and glared at me attempting to stare me down, I didn't even flinch.
"Well, its dumb that you hired her anyway. I leave Aiden home alone all the time and he is fine."
"YOU WHAT!!??!?!?!?!" I yelled.
"Yeah he is just fine..." she babbled on flicking her wrist about. I grabbed it tightly and got in her face.
"Let me tell you something." I said. "I hate having you around my son. Someday I will meet a wonderful man who will step up and take care of my family and we can get rid of you." I let her go.
"Who would that be?" She asked.
"Gerard?" Frankie called from the hallway. Lisa and I both turned to look at Frankie. He was only wearing a towel. "Um... I'll go in your room now." He said turning to leave.
"Well." Said Lisa. Frankie stopped. "This is your new man. He looks so...young...which I don't considered a bad thing." She eyed him up and down. Frankie bit his lip and flipped his wet stringy hair out of his eyes.
"He is not my-he is just a kid." I said. "He's just staying here for a while."
"So um... that means he is free play, right?" She asked. We all exchanged glances. I grabbed Lisa's wrist and pulled her to the door.
"You can fuck whoever you want but you can not have Frankie. Now get out and leave all of us the hell alone." I said throwing her out the door. "Good-Bye, Lisa." I slammed the door. I looked at Frankie still in only a towel.
"Perhaps I should get dressed." He said.
"You think?" I asked angrily. Frankie walked off to my room. I cleaned up a mess and sat on the couch with a cigarette. After a while Frankie came in there too and stared at me.
"What?" I asked.
"What you said-' you can fuck whoever you want but you can not have Frankie'-that was nice." He said.
"Nice?" I asked.
"Well, you kind of protected me because you know how sensitive I am." He replied. "You care about me."
"Do not."
"Do too."
"Lies."
"Truth."
I sighed.
"Okay, okay." I said. "I care about you... a lot." He smiled and jumped on my hugging me as tight as he could. Suddenly the sparks went crazy and made me acts. Frankie gave me friendly kisses on my cheek but suddenly I kissed him-romantically and passionately. I let go and his eyes were still closed. He opened them and searched my eyes for a reason.
"Sorry I guess swept up in the moment." I said.
"Yeah." He said.
"You're beautiful." I said.
"Gerard?" He asked. I left the room and went to mine.
"Goodnight Frankie." I said. I tried to forget the moment.