Frank’s pov

I walked up the path to my house after getting out of Gerard’s car. He actually waited for me to get inside before he pulled away. He so good to me. I was happy to have just been with him but worried about why my mom had called. She sounded like she was crying on the phone and told me to be safe. Weird.

I walked down the hall into the kitchen where I found my mom sitting at the table. Her face was in her hands and her shoulders were shaking.

“Mom” I tried to say but it only came out as a quiet whisper. She looked up at me. Her make-up was all screwed up and tears were running down her face.

“What’s wrong?” Again all I could do was whisper.

“Frankie, honey he’s back.” She said and started to sob. I knew exactly who she was talking about. My Father. The man who abused me and my mother when I was a child. The man who we had to run away from. The man who we thought would never find us.

I shouldn’t even call him a man. A real man doesn’t hurt there family.

“How do you know?” I said as the tears started to pour from my eyes.

“He was here looking for you Frank. I don’t know how but he was here.” She said. Then her face got even more miserable if that’s even possible. “Frankie were going to have to move again.” I just looked at her.

Then it hit me. I can’t leave.

“Mom I can’t leave Gerard! I love him. Can’t we go to the cops this time?” I said while crying my eyes out. I fell to my knees and put my face into my hands and cried. My mom came over and rapped her arms around me, giving me a tight hug. She may be the WORST when it comes to picking men but she’s a good mother.

“Frankie I’m sorry. I did and they think it would be safest for us to leave until the catch him. There putting us in a house until then. I’m so sorry. Your going to have to call Gerard and tell him. He can come here tonight but were leaving tomorrow. It’s for your safety.” She said hugging my shaking body. I couldn’t stop crying. All I wanted was MY Gerard. I didn’t want to leave him. I loved him to much. I can’t believe that guy is going to fuck up my life again.

After about ten minutes of crying like a baby with my mother hugging me I finally calmed down.

“Mom I’m going to call Gerard. I want to be with him.” I said and she nodded.

I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket and flipped it open. There he was. My beautiful Gerard was my background. My eyes filled up with tears as a scrolled down to his name and pressed call. It rang once before Gerard picked up.

“Frankie!”

“Gerard we need to talk.”

“What’s wrong. What happened baby?” he asked. His voice sounded so worried and scared.

“I want you to come stay at my house tonight. I need to tell you a lot of stuff about my past and say goodbye.” I said then sniffed.

“Say goodbye?” He asked sounding very confused.

“Please I’ll tell you when you get here ok?”

“Ok. I’m on my way.” His scared voice said.

“I love you Gerard.”

“I love you too Frank.” His voice sounded happier but I could still tell her was upset and worried.

*

About ten minutes I herd knocking on the door. I quickly got up from where I was sitting, in front of it, and looked out the window to see Gerard. I opened it up and pulled him into a hug.

“Frank what’s going on?” He asked. His voice was thick, sounding like he was crying. I pulled away to see tears running down his face.

“Come up to my room and I’ll explain.” I grabbed his hand and pulled him up to my room. We both walked in and I shut and locked the door behind us.

“I never told you about my dad Gerard.” I said as he sat down on my bed. I sat down next to him and took his hand in mine. “Me and my mom had to run away from him when I was 11. We lived in Colorado and my mom decided to come to Jersey because its so populated. My grandmother lives here too. We were thought I a million years he would ever find us, but he did.” I said looking into his big beautiful eyes. “We have to go hide again. Until the cops get him.”

“How long will you be gone Frankie?” He said with tears rolling down his cheeks. I lifted my hand to his face and whipped away his tears.

“I don’t know. It could be a long time Gerard.”

“I can wait. Will you come back when they get him?” He asked looking into my eyes.

“Of coarse baby. The first thing I’ll do is come back to you. I just don’t know how long its going to be.” I said and kissed him. “Have fun. Your going to be a senior. Have fun with you last year of school. Go to Art school to baby. You could be a wonderful comic book artist.” I said smiling at him. I knew he would have a great life even if I don’t come back. Don’t get me wrong if I’m alive when this is all over I’ll be back but what if he kills me?

“You think you’ll be gone that long?” He asked tears in his eyes.  

“A lot of things could happen. I hope not but if I am I want you to be happy.” I said again kissing him.

“I’ll be happy. I promise. And you’ll come back to me and we can pick right back up ok?” I smiled at him.

“Yup. I love you to much to much to not pick right back up.” He smiled and started kissing my face.

“Your so cute. I’m going to fucking miss you so bad.” I said stopping him and kissed his lips.

“I’m going to miss you too Frankie. This is fucked up. They better hurry and catch that motherfucker.” I started giggling.
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The rest of our night was filled with kisses and happiness. I didn’t want me and Gerard to cry the whole time. I wanted us to have fun. We watched movies, listened to music, and stayed up until at least 5 in the morning. It was amazing. Gerard was perfect so it couldn’t really be anything less. I fell asleep in Gerard’s arms that night. It was so amazing but at the same time horrible. Amazing because duh it’s Gerard but horrible because this would be the last time for a long time we could do this. I knew he loved me and that’s all that mattered. I would come back and we would be able to start again. Or at least that’s what I hopped. Tomorrow is going to be the worst day of my life. I’m going to have to say goodbye to Gerard for a long time.