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"I'd Lose Myself"- June
Now I know, brings a tear to my eye
I can feel, can remember the time
We got locked out, forgot about rain came down,
we remained too soaked to care
While dark outside,
the drinks all helped, we were out of our minds
It's funny to think and realize it's all worthwhile
Would you run away?
Would you come with me maybe,
to feel alive again?
We wait, wait, wait
The cold hits us in the face I say
"Let's disappear till the morning.
Let's take it all in, forget where the night began"
Your hair is wet, glistening in the moonlight
Horizon is our radiant show, on the water below,
With life alone
I don't know why, but I wish that maybe I could lose myself
I don't know why, I lost the drive I let it drift apart
Gotta get back to the place not thinking what I'd say from the start
Would you run away?
Would you come with me maybe,
to feel alive again?
So what would you say?
Would you follow me baby?
Let's feel alive again
I'm overcome with a sense.
My head is lifting and your's agreeing
This is right, you know it's right
Let's make this work tonight
I don't know why, but I wish that maybe I could lose myself
I don't know why, I lost the drive I let it drift apart
Gotta get back to the place not thinking what I'd say from the start
Would you run away?
Would you come with me maybe,
to feel alive again?
So what would you say?
Would you follow me baby?
Let's feel alive again
..Frank's POV..
I sat in the waiting room of my doctor's office with my mom reading some stupid family magazine. I was finally getting my casts off after six long weeks. I couldn't wait to go home and wash the hell out of my arm, foot, and ankle. I heard they were going to be a bit skinny for awhile, but I didn't care. Once I started physical therapy in two days they would be back to normal.
"Frank?" the nurse asked, coming into the waiting room. I threw the magazine down on the chair next to me and my mom helped me to my feet. I grabbed my crutches and followed the nurse through the hall and into an examination room. Once there, I sat on the table.
"How much longer does Jillian have to wear her brace?" my mom asked me.
"Two more weeks, then she has to get physical therapy again on it," I replied. Now that my casts were coming off, I could help Jill out a lot more.
"Does her knee still hurt?" she asked.
"Yeah, but it's not too bad anymore. It only hurts because of the two surgeries she's had on it and it's been in the same position for six weeks." The doctor came in the room with a smile on his face.
"So I hear we're taking these casts off today?" he asked. I nodded.
"Yes thank God," I replied. He went to work right away, sawing the hard casts off my arm and ankle. Once they were off, I felt weird, but almost like a free man. My arm and calf hadn't gotten that much skinnier. It was barely noticable.
"OK wiggle your fingers and toes," the doctor instructed. I did. It felt a bit tingly at first, but then it felt like I hadn't stopped wiggling them for six weeks. After having me do a few arm exercises and standing on my foot and walking around, he let me go. I had a tiny limp, only because I wasn't used to walking on my leg.
"Feel better sweetie?" my mom asked.
"Yeah. Much. I don't think I even need physical therapy," I said. She shook her head.
"You heard the doctor Frankie. You need at least a month of physical therapy, three days a week to build up the muscle and bone strength again," she said sternly. I sighed and we got in the car. Once I got home, I went up to my room and called Jillian.
"Hey baby!" I said when she answered.
"Hey! Got your casts off?" she asked.
"Yup! Good as new! What do you wanna do tonight?" I asked.
"Doesn't matter. I'm up for anything," she replied.
"We could go to Mikey and Gerard's. Alicia's finally home and they're gonna have a little get together," I said.
"Sounds good. Want my brother to drop me off at your place?" she asked.
"No. I'll come pick you up. It's been awhile since I've driven and I really have the urge to do it. I'll be over soon. I love you," I said.
"I love you too," she replied and we hung up. I decided to jump in a real quick shower before I went to get her. After finally being able to wash my foot, calf, and arm, I felt like a new man. They finally didn't smell anymore. Once I was done dressing and doing my hair, I sprayed some cologne on myself and went downstairs.
"Where are you going?" my mom asked.
"To pick Jillian up then we're going to Gerard and Mikey's," I said.
"Frank are you sure you can drive?" she asked. I nodded.
"I'll be fine mom. See you later," I said and kissed her cheek before heading out the door. A little less than an hour later, I was at Jillian's. Since we had been together for almost three months, Jillian gave me the code to the front gate so I could let myself in. I parked my car next to her still undriven Range Rover and knocked on the door.
"Hey Frank!" Hannah said brightly when she answered.
"Hey," I replied and she let me inside.
"Jill's in her room," she told me. I nodded in thanks and made my way up the stairs. I knocked on her bedroom door.
"Who is it?" she called.
"Your darling boyfriend," I replied.
"Come in!" she yelled. I opened the door and shut it behind me. When I turned around, Jill was standing up by her bed in just a bra and underwear, two different outfits spread out on the bed. My mouth went dry and I locked the door.
"Hey baby!" she said and smiled. I walked over to her and kissed her softly, placing my hands on her hips.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Trying to decide what outfit to wear," she said thoughtfully. I looked down at the bed and saw a pair of khaki shorts with a light blue tank top, and green khaki capris with a brown tank top.
"I like the shorts," I said. She pondered for a minute and nodded.
"Yeah, me too," she said. She was about to pick the shirt up until I stopped her.
"Not just yet," I whispered and placed light kisses up and down her neck.
"Mmmm that feels nice," she said and her eyes drooped shut. I pulled away and led her over to the couch. She was able to walk on her braced leg now, but was limping. I sat her down and kneeled in front of her so we were at perfect height. My lips landed on hers in a quick peck before I moved my mouth to her ear.
"I can only do this if you promise not to scream," I whispered. She nodded hard and I removed her bra. I took her left nipple in my mouth and she let her head fall back and her eyes close. I placed my palm over her other breast and rubbed in a slow circular motion.
"Mmmmmmm," she moaned and ran her fingers through my hair. I moved my mouth to her other breast and stroked her sides, feeling goosebumps arise on her skin. My hands moved lower and I started to stroke her over her underwear. Her hips bucked and she gripped my shoulders tightly. I pulled my mouth away from her body and looked up at her.
"Hmm, I think we can get rid of these," I said seductively and gripped the top of her underwear. She lifted her hips up and I easily pulled them off of her before spreading her legs.
"Let's see how quiet you can be," I challanged before moving forward and licking her clit. Jillian gasped and her hands gripped the couch cushion behind her.
"Frankie, Frankie, Frankie, Frankie," she murmured as he body shook violently. I could feel her need to scream, but she was trying her hardest to keep quiet. I began to eat her out in earnest now, pulling her closer to my face to go in even deeper. She couldn't control herself. She grabbed a pillow and pressed it over her face.
"HOLY FUCK DON'T STOP!" I heard her muffled scream. I placed my pointed finger from my right hand and her opening and swirled it around, feeling how wet she was. She pulled the pillow away and looked down at me with pleading eyes.
"You want it in?" I asked, pulling my mouth away. She nodded. I knew she knew it would hurt a bit, but as long as I kept sucking and licking her clit, the pain would recede a lot quicker.
"As you wish princess," I said and clasped my lips around her clit, lightly sucking. The pillow was back over her face as she moaned and groaned. I pushed my finger in her slowly until I hit her hymen. She was incredibly tight and I wondered how my finger even fit in her. She was whimpering now and I knew it was painful.
"Shhh it's OK Jilly. Just relax," I whispered comfortingly, pulling away for only a moment. I pulled my finger out and pushed it back in, hearing her cry out, but not from pleasure. I started eating her out again while slowly thrusting my finger in and out of her, wishing it was my cock. Oh well, one day. Soon I felt her relaxing and her whimpers turned back into moans. I began to thrust a bit harder now, but being careful not to hurt her or hit her hymen. Her legs were shaking around my shoulders and she was screaming into the pillow. I was very surprised no one could hear her that's how loud she was. It made my cock twitch and I wanted to hear it more clearly, but knew her brother's would come running and kick my ass.
"FRANKIE! OH GOD BABY PLEASE DON'T STOP!" she screamed and arched her back. I felt her inner muscles convulse around my finger and she cried out, coming hard. I took my mouth away from her and she took the pillow away from her flushed face. I was still thrusting my finger in and out of her, but at a much slower pace, helping her reach a maximum orgasm. I licked her juices off my lips and pulled my finger out of her and sucked it clean. She moaned slightly when she saw me do this. She tasted so fucking good, I didn't wanna waste a single bit of her.
"Frankie that was amazing," she said, her breathing starting to return to normal. I gave her a big smile and got up to sit next to her on the couch. I took her in my arms and she cuddled close. I ran my hands over her soft flesh and she burried her face in my neck, inhaling deeply.
"You smell so good," she whispered.
"So do you. And you taste good too," I replied. She nuzzled her head into my neck even deeper and I held her closer, kissing her shoulder. "We should get going soon," I whispered. I felt her nod and unwrap her arms from around me. I stood up and helped her to her feet and she got dressed and fixed her hair and makeup. Once she was finished getting ready, she grabbed her crutches to have with her just in case and I carried her down the stairs, setting her down once we were at the front door. We went outside, well she limped and hobbled and got in my car and headed back to Jersey to the Way's house.
"When did Alicia get back?" Jillian asked me.
"This morning. It wasn't a really long tour and she's happy Mikey's home and not in Europe where we're supposed to be," I said. She looked a little sad at that comment. "What's wrong?" I asked.
"I feel like it's all my fault that you guys had to cancel your tours," she responded quietly.
"What? Jilly Bean this is in NO WAY your fault. We got hit by a drunk driver. You couldn't have controlled that," I said and patted her leg.
"Yeah, but I was the one who suggested we go out to Montauk for a week and if we hadn't have gone, we wouldn't have gotten hit on the way home," she said. I shook my head.
"Jilly I had an amazing time in Montauk. I know you did too. Yeah we had a very unfortunate accident on the way home and I almost lost you, but we're fine now. My casts are off and your brace comes off in just two more weeks. We'll be back to normal and non injured before you know it," I said.
"I'm just glad that it didn't affect your recording session coming up," she said.
"Even if it did baby, we could have postponed it for awhile. It would have been no big deal. Don't blame yourself for what happened. The only person's fault it is, is the asshole who went out drinking, got behind the wheel of that car, ran through the red light, and hit us. We just so happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time," I said. Jillian sighed and put her head on my shoulder.
"I love you Frankie," she said.
"I love you too Jilly Bean. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me," I said and kissed the top of her head. We soon arrived at the Way's and I helped her out of the car. Since it was a really nice day, Gerard and Mikey decided to have a BBQ in the backyard. We walked around the side and into the back. Gerard was sitting back nursing a beer, Alicia was sitting on Mikey's lap and they were talking to Ray and Krista across the table, and Olivia was drawing with chalk on the pavement.
"Hey look who's here!" Krista said cheerfully when she saw us. Alicia stood up and ran over to us, hugging Jillian and I tightly. When we had gotten into the accident, Alicia called us the day after we had gotten home from the hospital to make sure everything was all right and her and Jillian had talked almost everyday since then.
"I missed you guys so much!" she exclaimed. "How does it feel to finally have your casts off Frank?" she asked me.
"Amazing. My muscles aren't that strong, but with some physical therapy I should be back to normal in no time," I said.
"Jill when does that brace come off?" she asked Jillian.
"Two more weeks. I can pretty much walk on it now, I just hobble around a bit," Jill replied with a laugh. We went over to the table and said hi to everyone before sitting down. I grabbed a beer for myself and Jillian.
"You guys hungry?" Gerard asked us. We both nodded. I looked at Jillian and licked my lips before winking. She blushed darkly, understanding my gesture. Gerard got up and went inside, my guess to get food.
"What are you drawing Olivia?" Mikey asked her.
"A sun," she replied, the yellow chalk in her hand scribbling madly across the pavement.
"A sun? What for?" Alicia asked.
"To keep daddy away because he's a vampire," she stated. We all looked confusedly at Mikey. He sighed.
"Olivia, your dad is not a vampire," he said.
"Yes he is! Gramma said so!" she said matter of factly.
"My mom told Gerard yesterday that he looks like a vampire cause he's pale and has jet black hair and is obsessed with vampires and horror things. Olivia heard her and freaked out. Now she thinks Gerard is a vampire and she won't let him near her because she's afraid he's gonna suck her blood. Whenever he walks near her or talks to her, she screams her head off and runs away crying to either me or my parents. It's really starting to hurt him now. That's why he's being a bit distant. This morning when he went in her room to try and wake her, she took one look at him and started screaming bloody murder and ran into my room and wouldn't let go of me until Gerard went away. He went in the bathroom and started crying. I don't know what to do," Mikey said and rubbed his temples.
"Lemme go talk to him," I said and stood up, making my way into the house. Gerard was in the kitchen pulling frozen burgers out of the freezer.
"Hey man," I said.
"Hey," he replied quietly.
"So Olivia thinks you're a vampire," I said. He nodded. "Are you OK?" I asked. He sighed.
"My little girl, my pride and joy, the love of my life HATES me. Won't let me talk to her, hug her, go within ten feet of her all because of some stupid comment my mom made. Of course I'm not OK," he replied. He turned to face me. He looked like a complete wreck.
"Gee I'm really sorry. Do you want me to talk to her?" I asked.
"You can try. Mikey and my parents tried too, but that didn't work. Trying to convince a two year old into believing something they don't have their mind set on is damn near impossible," he said.
"Leave it to me. I'll do my best," I said. He nodded.
"Thanks Frank. I really appreciate it," he replied. I helped him carry out the food and set it on the table. Jillian was talking to Mikey, Alicia, Ray, and Krista and Gerard started BBQing, so I went over to Olivia who was still drawing a huge sun and sat next to her.
"Hey Olivia," I said.
"Hi Uncle Fwank," she said, not taking her eyes off her drawing.
"That's a pretty big sun there that you're drawing," I said. She nodded.
"Daddy won't go near it," she said determinedly. I sighed.
"Olivia your dad isn't a vampire. I promise you. He would NEVER try to suck your blood or hurt you in anyway. There's no such things as vampires," I told her. She dropped her chalk and looked at me.
"But Gramma said he is!" she argued. I shook my head.
"Your grandma said he LOOKS like a vampire, not he IS a vampire. She was just joking around. Your daddy loves you more than anything in the world Olivia. You're his baby and you're really hurting his feelings by not talking to him and not letting him near you. You love your daddy don't you?" I asked.
"Yes," she said quietly.
"You don't want to keep hurting his feelings do you?" I asked. She shook her head.
"No. I don't want daddy to be mad at me," she replied.
"He's not mad at you. He's just upset and thinks you don't like him anymore." Her olive green eyes, those same eyes that Gerard has, went wide.
"But I love daddy!" she protested.
"Then go give him a hug and say you're sorry. He's not a vampire Olivia. He's your father," I said. We both stood up and I went back over to the table and she walked over to the BBQ where Gerard was grilling cheeseburgers and tugged on his shirt.
"Problem solved," I said and sat down next to Jillian.
"What do you mean?" Ray asked. I pointed over to the BBQ.
"Daddy I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. I'm sorry. Do you still love me?" she asked, tears in her eyes. Gerard looked down at her and smiled.
"Of course I love you sweetheart. I'll always love you no matter what. You're my baby," he said and picked her up, hugging her tightly.
"Awwww what a Kodak moment!" Krista explained and snapped a picture of them with her digital camera.
"How'd you do it?" Mikey asked.
"I'm just awesome with kids," I replied. We ate our burgers and Alicia told us about the tour. After a few hours, Jillian and I decided to go back to her house for the night. When we got there, we were both so exhausted from a long day that we fell asleep wrapped in each other's arms.
"I'd Lose Myself"- June
Now I know, brings a tear to my eye
I can feel, can remember the time
We got locked out, forgot about rain came down,
we remained too soaked to care
While dark outside,
the drinks all helped, we were out of our minds
It's funny to think and realize it's all worthwhile
Would you run away?
Would you come with me maybe,
to feel alive again?
We wait, wait, wait
The cold hits us in the face I say
"Let's disappear till the morning.
Let's take it all in, forget where the night began"
Your hair is wet, glistening in the moonlight
Horizon is our radiant show, on the water below,
With life alone
I don't know why, but I wish that maybe I could lose myself
I don't know why, I lost the drive I let it drift apart
Gotta get back to the place not thinking what I'd say from the start
Would you run away?
Would you come with me maybe,
to feel alive again?
So what would you say?
Would you follow me baby?
Let's feel alive again
I'm overcome with a sense.
My head is lifting and your's agreeing
This is right, you know it's right
Let's make this work tonight
I don't know why, but I wish that maybe I could lose myself
I don't know why, I lost the drive I let it drift apart
Gotta get back to the place not thinking what I'd say from the start
Would you run away?
Would you come with me maybe,
to feel alive again?
So what would you say?
Would you follow me baby?
Let's feel alive again
..Frank's POV..
I sat in the waiting room of my doctor's office with my mom reading some stupid family magazine. I was finally getting my casts off after six long weeks. I couldn't wait to go home and wash the hell out of my arm, foot, and ankle. I heard they were going to be a bit skinny for awhile, but I didn't care. Once I started physical therapy in two days they would be back to normal.
"Frank?" the nurse asked, coming into the waiting room. I threw the magazine down on the chair next to me and my mom helped me to my feet. I grabbed my crutches and followed the nurse through the hall and into an examination room. Once there, I sat on the table.
"How much longer does Jillian have to wear her brace?" my mom asked me.
"Two more weeks, then she has to get physical therapy again on it," I replied. Now that my casts were coming off, I could help Jill out a lot more.
"Does her knee still hurt?" she asked.
"Yeah, but it's not too bad anymore. It only hurts because of the two surgeries she's had on it and it's been in the same position for six weeks." The doctor came in the room with a smile on his face.
"So I hear we're taking these casts off today?" he asked. I nodded.
"Yes thank God," I replied. He went to work right away, sawing the hard casts off my arm and ankle. Once they were off, I felt weird, but almost like a free man. My arm and calf hadn't gotten that much skinnier. It was barely noticable.
"OK wiggle your fingers and toes," the doctor instructed. I did. It felt a bit tingly at first, but then it felt like I hadn't stopped wiggling them for six weeks. After having me do a few arm exercises and standing on my foot and walking around, he let me go. I had a tiny limp, only because I wasn't used to walking on my leg.
"Feel better sweetie?" my mom asked.
"Yeah. Much. I don't think I even need physical therapy," I said. She shook her head.
"You heard the doctor Frankie. You need at least a month of physical therapy, three days a week to build up the muscle and bone strength again," she said sternly. I sighed and we got in the car. Once I got home, I went up to my room and called Jillian.
"Hey baby!" I said when she answered.
"Hey! Got your casts off?" she asked.
"Yup! Good as new! What do you wanna do tonight?" I asked.
"Doesn't matter. I'm up for anything," she replied.
"We could go to Mikey and Gerard's. Alicia's finally home and they're gonna have a little get together," I said.
"Sounds good. Want my brother to drop me off at your place?" she asked.
"No. I'll come pick you up. It's been awhile since I've driven and I really have the urge to do it. I'll be over soon. I love you," I said.
"I love you too," she replied and we hung up. I decided to jump in a real quick shower before I went to get her. After finally being able to wash my foot, calf, and arm, I felt like a new man. They finally didn't smell anymore. Once I was done dressing and doing my hair, I sprayed some cologne on myself and went downstairs.
"Where are you going?" my mom asked.
"To pick Jillian up then we're going to Gerard and Mikey's," I said.
"Frank are you sure you can drive?" she asked. I nodded.
"I'll be fine mom. See you later," I said and kissed her cheek before heading out the door. A little less than an hour later, I was at Jillian's. Since we had been together for almost three months, Jillian gave me the code to the front gate so I could let myself in. I parked my car next to her still undriven Range Rover and knocked on the door.
"Hey Frank!" Hannah said brightly when she answered.
"Hey," I replied and she let me inside.
"Jill's in her room," she told me. I nodded in thanks and made my way up the stairs. I knocked on her bedroom door.
"Who is it?" she called.
"Your darling boyfriend," I replied.
"Come in!" she yelled. I opened the door and shut it behind me. When I turned around, Jill was standing up by her bed in just a bra and underwear, two different outfits spread out on the bed. My mouth went dry and I locked the door.
"Hey baby!" she said and smiled. I walked over to her and kissed her softly, placing my hands on her hips.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Trying to decide what outfit to wear," she said thoughtfully. I looked down at the bed and saw a pair of khaki shorts with a light blue tank top, and green khaki capris with a brown tank top.
"I like the shorts," I said. She pondered for a minute and nodded.
"Yeah, me too," she said. She was about to pick the shirt up until I stopped her.
"Not just yet," I whispered and placed light kisses up and down her neck.
"Mmmm that feels nice," she said and her eyes drooped shut. I pulled away and led her over to the couch. She was able to walk on her braced leg now, but was limping. I sat her down and kneeled in front of her so we were at perfect height. My lips landed on hers in a quick peck before I moved my mouth to her ear.
"I can only do this if you promise not to scream," I whispered. She nodded hard and I removed her bra. I took her left nipple in my mouth and she let her head fall back and her eyes close. I placed my palm over her other breast and rubbed in a slow circular motion.
"Mmmmmmm," she moaned and ran her fingers through my hair. I moved my mouth to her other breast and stroked her sides, feeling goosebumps arise on her skin. My hands moved lower and I started to stroke her over her underwear. Her hips bucked and she gripped my shoulders tightly. I pulled my mouth away from her body and looked up at her.
"Hmm, I think we can get rid of these," I said seductively and gripped the top of her underwear. She lifted her hips up and I easily pulled them off of her before spreading her legs.
"Let's see how quiet you can be," I challanged before moving forward and licking her clit. Jillian gasped and her hands gripped the couch cushion behind her.
"Frankie, Frankie, Frankie, Frankie," she murmured as he body shook violently. I could feel her need to scream, but she was trying her hardest to keep quiet. I began to eat her out in earnest now, pulling her closer to my face to go in even deeper. She couldn't control herself. She grabbed a pillow and pressed it over her face.
"HOLY FUCK DON'T STOP!" I heard her muffled scream. I placed my pointed finger from my right hand and her opening and swirled it around, feeling how wet she was. She pulled the pillow away and looked down at me with pleading eyes.
"You want it in?" I asked, pulling my mouth away. She nodded. I knew she knew it would hurt a bit, but as long as I kept sucking and licking her clit, the pain would recede a lot quicker.
"As you wish princess," I said and clasped my lips around her clit, lightly sucking. The pillow was back over her face as she moaned and groaned. I pushed my finger in her slowly until I hit her hymen. She was incredibly tight and I wondered how my finger even fit in her. She was whimpering now and I knew it was painful.
"Shhh it's OK Jilly. Just relax," I whispered comfortingly, pulling away for only a moment. I pulled my finger out and pushed it back in, hearing her cry out, but not from pleasure. I started eating her out again while slowly thrusting my finger in and out of her, wishing it was my cock. Oh well, one day. Soon I felt her relaxing and her whimpers turned back into moans. I began to thrust a bit harder now, but being careful not to hurt her or hit her hymen. Her legs were shaking around my shoulders and she was screaming into the pillow. I was very surprised no one could hear her that's how loud she was. It made my cock twitch and I wanted to hear it more clearly, but knew her brother's would come running and kick my ass.
"FRANKIE! OH GOD BABY PLEASE DON'T STOP!" she screamed and arched her back. I felt her inner muscles convulse around my finger and she cried out, coming hard. I took my mouth away from her and she took the pillow away from her flushed face. I was still thrusting my finger in and out of her, but at a much slower pace, helping her reach a maximum orgasm. I licked her juices off my lips and pulled my finger out of her and sucked it clean. She moaned slightly when she saw me do this. She tasted so fucking good, I didn't wanna waste a single bit of her.
"Frankie that was amazing," she said, her breathing starting to return to normal. I gave her a big smile and got up to sit next to her on the couch. I took her in my arms and she cuddled close. I ran my hands over her soft flesh and she burried her face in my neck, inhaling deeply.
"You smell so good," she whispered.
"So do you. And you taste good too," I replied. She nuzzled her head into my neck even deeper and I held her closer, kissing her shoulder. "We should get going soon," I whispered. I felt her nod and unwrap her arms from around me. I stood up and helped her to her feet and she got dressed and fixed her hair and makeup. Once she was finished getting ready, she grabbed her crutches to have with her just in case and I carried her down the stairs, setting her down once we were at the front door. We went outside, well she limped and hobbled and got in my car and headed back to Jersey to the Way's house.
"When did Alicia get back?" Jillian asked me.
"This morning. It wasn't a really long tour and she's happy Mikey's home and not in Europe where we're supposed to be," I said. She looked a little sad at that comment. "What's wrong?" I asked.
"I feel like it's all my fault that you guys had to cancel your tours," she responded quietly.
"What? Jilly Bean this is in NO WAY your fault. We got hit by a drunk driver. You couldn't have controlled that," I said and patted her leg.
"Yeah, but I was the one who suggested we go out to Montauk for a week and if we hadn't have gone, we wouldn't have gotten hit on the way home," she said. I shook my head.
"Jilly I had an amazing time in Montauk. I know you did too. Yeah we had a very unfortunate accident on the way home and I almost lost you, but we're fine now. My casts are off and your brace comes off in just two more weeks. We'll be back to normal and non injured before you know it," I said.
"I'm just glad that it didn't affect your recording session coming up," she said.
"Even if it did baby, we could have postponed it for awhile. It would have been no big deal. Don't blame yourself for what happened. The only person's fault it is, is the asshole who went out drinking, got behind the wheel of that car, ran through the red light, and hit us. We just so happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time," I said. Jillian sighed and put her head on my shoulder.
"I love you Frankie," she said.
"I love you too Jilly Bean. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me," I said and kissed the top of her head. We soon arrived at the Way's and I helped her out of the car. Since it was a really nice day, Gerard and Mikey decided to have a BBQ in the backyard. We walked around the side and into the back. Gerard was sitting back nursing a beer, Alicia was sitting on Mikey's lap and they were talking to Ray and Krista across the table, and Olivia was drawing with chalk on the pavement.
"Hey look who's here!" Krista said cheerfully when she saw us. Alicia stood up and ran over to us, hugging Jillian and I tightly. When we had gotten into the accident, Alicia called us the day after we had gotten home from the hospital to make sure everything was all right and her and Jillian had talked almost everyday since then.
"I missed you guys so much!" she exclaimed. "How does it feel to finally have your casts off Frank?" she asked me.
"Amazing. My muscles aren't that strong, but with some physical therapy I should be back to normal in no time," I said.
"Jill when does that brace come off?" she asked Jillian.
"Two more weeks. I can pretty much walk on it now, I just hobble around a bit," Jill replied with a laugh. We went over to the table and said hi to everyone before sitting down. I grabbed a beer for myself and Jillian.
"You guys hungry?" Gerard asked us. We both nodded. I looked at Jillian and licked my lips before winking. She blushed darkly, understanding my gesture. Gerard got up and went inside, my guess to get food.
"What are you drawing Olivia?" Mikey asked her.
"A sun," she replied, the yellow chalk in her hand scribbling madly across the pavement.
"A sun? What for?" Alicia asked.
"To keep daddy away because he's a vampire," she stated. We all looked confusedly at Mikey. He sighed.
"Olivia, your dad is not a vampire," he said.
"Yes he is! Gramma said so!" she said matter of factly.
"My mom told Gerard yesterday that he looks like a vampire cause he's pale and has jet black hair and is obsessed with vampires and horror things. Olivia heard her and freaked out. Now she thinks Gerard is a vampire and she won't let him near her because she's afraid he's gonna suck her blood. Whenever he walks near her or talks to her, she screams her head off and runs away crying to either me or my parents. It's really starting to hurt him now. That's why he's being a bit distant. This morning when he went in her room to try and wake her, she took one look at him and started screaming bloody murder and ran into my room and wouldn't let go of me until Gerard went away. He went in the bathroom and started crying. I don't know what to do," Mikey said and rubbed his temples.
"Lemme go talk to him," I said and stood up, making my way into the house. Gerard was in the kitchen pulling frozen burgers out of the freezer.
"Hey man," I said.
"Hey," he replied quietly.
"So Olivia thinks you're a vampire," I said. He nodded. "Are you OK?" I asked. He sighed.
"My little girl, my pride and joy, the love of my life HATES me. Won't let me talk to her, hug her, go within ten feet of her all because of some stupid comment my mom made. Of course I'm not OK," he replied. He turned to face me. He looked like a complete wreck.
"Gee I'm really sorry. Do you want me to talk to her?" I asked.
"You can try. Mikey and my parents tried too, but that didn't work. Trying to convince a two year old into believing something they don't have their mind set on is damn near impossible," he said.
"Leave it to me. I'll do my best," I said. He nodded.
"Thanks Frank. I really appreciate it," he replied. I helped him carry out the food and set it on the table. Jillian was talking to Mikey, Alicia, Ray, and Krista and Gerard started BBQing, so I went over to Olivia who was still drawing a huge sun and sat next to her.
"Hey Olivia," I said.
"Hi Uncle Fwank," she said, not taking her eyes off her drawing.
"That's a pretty big sun there that you're drawing," I said. She nodded.
"Daddy won't go near it," she said determinedly. I sighed.
"Olivia your dad isn't a vampire. I promise you. He would NEVER try to suck your blood or hurt you in anyway. There's no such things as vampires," I told her. She dropped her chalk and looked at me.
"But Gramma said he is!" she argued. I shook my head.
"Your grandma said he LOOKS like a vampire, not he IS a vampire. She was just joking around. Your daddy loves you more than anything in the world Olivia. You're his baby and you're really hurting his feelings by not talking to him and not letting him near you. You love your daddy don't you?" I asked.
"Yes," she said quietly.
"You don't want to keep hurting his feelings do you?" I asked. She shook her head.
"No. I don't want daddy to be mad at me," she replied.
"He's not mad at you. He's just upset and thinks you don't like him anymore." Her olive green eyes, those same eyes that Gerard has, went wide.
"But I love daddy!" she protested.
"Then go give him a hug and say you're sorry. He's not a vampire Olivia. He's your father," I said. We both stood up and I went back over to the table and she walked over to the BBQ where Gerard was grilling cheeseburgers and tugged on his shirt.
"Problem solved," I said and sat down next to Jillian.
"What do you mean?" Ray asked. I pointed over to the BBQ.
"Daddy I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. I'm sorry. Do you still love me?" she asked, tears in her eyes. Gerard looked down at her and smiled.
"Of course I love you sweetheart. I'll always love you no matter what. You're my baby," he said and picked her up, hugging her tightly.
"Awwww what a Kodak moment!" Krista explained and snapped a picture of them with her digital camera.
"How'd you do it?" Mikey asked.
"I'm just awesome with kids," I replied. We ate our burgers and Alicia told us about the tour. After a few hours, Jillian and I decided to go back to her house for the night. When we got there, we were both so exhausted from a long day that we fell asleep wrapped in each other's arms.
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