*TRIGGER FOR ALL KINDS OF ABUSE AND BULLYING. KEEP SAFE BBYS IT GETS VERY MESSED UP AS IT GOES ALONG*

Gerard's pov.

I never noticed when my papa started to drink. He got mean and almost impossible to argue with. At the ripe age of eight he just disappeared from my life and all that was left was a bully. He stopped making me dinners, he stopped talking to me kindly. He just stopped being my papa. I had to steal money from him to buy clothes and necessities and take myself to school.
Im 16 now. He started to get extremely inappropriate when I was 13 , he slaps my ass when I'm not looking and pins me down when I try and argue back. The thing that's inappropriate about that is that when he does that he gets hard. Like he enjoys when I feel violated or vulnerable. I always feel afraid of him like that because it's creepy and one day he might go further. He completely stole my childhood. He won custody over me when I was six whereas my brother mikey went with my mother to new york. That was when the messy relationship with alcohol started for him. I think my momma has forgotten about me and I'd be lying if I said that I don't miss her hugs and kind words.

*end of prologue*

I wake up on my mattress on the floor and stretch my tired bones and that's when I realise that my alarm isn't going off. I sit up and look at my clock as it reads 7:57am my heart jumps to my throat as I pull on my dirty non-purposely ripped jeans and grab my bag, without doing anything else I open my door quietly listening for my papa. I thought I heard him snoring so I make a run down the stairs and as soon as I reach the bottom a bottle comes flying to the wall behind my head. I whimper and flinch before running through the door and down the street. When I get to the school it's already 8:20 and I'm 10 minutes late. I run to my form room and open the door as gently as I could. "Gerard! Why are you late again!?" The teacher shouts making me nervously pull an arm to my chest. "I-i uh m-issed my alar-m,"
"Sit down, we have better things to do." He says as I scurry past the giggling students to my seat in the corner. "Alright class be quiet now. As you have probrably noticed we have a new student, young man why don't you introduce yourself," the teacher said with a out of place smile. As he said that though a short-ish boy stood up. "Hi I'm frank andd I like music and that's about it?" Woah. He's like, really cute. He had a black faux hawk and a lip piercing. He was obviously way out of my league but I can still dream I guess. I smile a bit to myself as I look at him. He sat back down and the day started like any other Monday. 
It got to the final period and it just happened to be gym. I had managed to avoid the other boys today but this is just gonna fuck me over. I waddle into the locker room and set my bag down. I ruffle through it and pull out my too short gym shorts and change them. I couldn't afford a gym shirt so I use the same one and just go barefoot. Nobody says anything about my always scuffed knees and bruised arms because I'm a loser and that's not how people work I think. Just as i had zoned out Bert comes round the back of me and shoves my head into the locker and laughing his signature horrid laugh. I whimper again and hold my forehead as I crouch down and hide. He kicks me and walks to the field but I think there was one more person in the room so I stay crouched just in case it was jepha or something. "Ohmygohd uh are you okay?" I hear someone say. I nod my head still hiding. Whoever it was touched my shoulder and I jumped up immediately seeing that it was the new kid. I run out the door and to the field as my bare feet pad across the asphalt. It was something to do with football today and I instantly knew that I was going to be treated extra rough because I was just smaller than the other boys. It seemed that the new kid, Frank, had already made friends with jepha so he was in for a smooth ride unlike me. I'm really short so he might be an inch taller or more I think. I hope he doesn't treat me like the others do.

As the game starts I try and keep to the side as the other boys play but I don't think frank got the memo and he called my name and threw the ball to me which earned a 'what the fuck frank' from jepha and Bert. I tried to run but Andy ran right into me at full speed and I was completely knocked of my short legs with a squeak. I felt really humiliated as I sat there with small tears forming in my eyes. I saw a hand reach out to me and I looked up to see frank "hey I'm sorry dude," he said with an apologetic smile. I bit my lip and took his hand and let him somehow easily lift me off the ground. He looked at my feet and raised an eyebrow. "You not got sneakers?"
"N-no I couldn't afford i-t,"
"Oh? Uh do you wanna hang out after school by any chance? I dunno. Just wanna make up for giving you a potential concussion," he chuckled and I smiled at his adorkableness. "uh yeah sure heh my papa wouldn't car-mind, he wouldn't mind :3"
"Okay cool :D, uh meet me round front after school dude!" he smiled and ran away, he tripped but got up and smiled and awkwardly waved at me again. I chuckled at the cute boy and he ran into the game again. When the coach yelled at us to get showers I ran inside and got undressed to shower in a stall, I heard the other guys laugh about something and I heard jepha say "hey guys watch this," they laughed again and went silent. Then all of a sudden he burst into my stall and pinned me to the wall. I was instantly reminded of my papa and I started to whimper and cry. I heard and eruption of laughter as jepha laughed in my face and pushed himself off me. "Fucking pussy!"
"Whimp!!" They all laughed and I shut the stall door again and curled up in a ball naked still. My heart was still pounding. I don't get why everything reminds me of papa but it scares me still. When I heard them all leave I opened the stall and got dressed, I shuffled out front looking for frank and I saw him wave at me near a car. "Hey my dad offered to drive us to mine so you in?" I shivered at the thought of this man hurting frankie like my papa did me.
"O-kay. Is your d-dad nice,"
"Uh yeah he's cool why?" Thank goodness. "I'm just a bit nervous aha,"
"Ah right well my dad is great so no worries. Cmon!" He smiled. He was so radiant that I could feel myself smiling too. We got in the back of the car and his dad spoke. "Hey you must be gerard how was your day mate?"
"U-uh g-good sir thankyou," I stuttered out. "Oh you can call me tim," he smiled
"Yes. Sorry. Uh thankyou," I stumbled over my words so much. That would definitely earn me a slap. Once we were there frank pulled me up to his room and it was so cool. "Woah your rooms so cool!" I said. He chuckled "how? I think it's quite boring aha,"
"What!? No way your bed is like high up and stuff, I thought that was for adults and you have a desk, in your room?" He looked really confused.    "D-id I say something w-rong," I panicked, my papa said my speach was getting bad. I wonder if it bothers him too." No no. what do you mean my bed is high up? Do you not have one?"
"Of course I do. It's just on the floor and stuff,"
"Uh why don't you ask your dad to get a bed for you?" He smiled as we sat on his high up bed. "Oh no he'd never do that. I can't afford it," he looked deep in thought for a bit.
"Okay. Um do you wanna play some games? I have the new mario," I didn't know what Mario was but I had always heard other kids talking about it. Maybe it was a new board game or something. "O-okay," I smiled and he nodded and got up and put on his TV. Which I also couldn't believe he had in his room! He gave me a remote and he got one himself as a colourful cartoon came up, my eyes lit up as a little tune started to play. He taught me how to play and I had so much fun playing the Mario game with frankie. I didn't wanna go home. We walked home and once we got to my battered house he looked at me "how the he'll did that window break," he chuckled .at the boarded up window. I smiled lightly and told him "my papa said to clean up my room and I did but I almost fell on some trash and through the window. I didn't fall but I broke it," I giggled at my clumsiness. It wasn't funny when papa found out but imagining it was just a tad funny. Out of nowhere I hugged him and he hugged me back! I've always seen people hug and now I've tried it I'm hooked. It's like having a frankie teddy bear. He goes red and smiles at me "goodnight gee," me grins.
"G-goodnight frankie," I say and walk to the front door. I see him smile and walk away before going in and my smile was instantly wiped off my face, "Heya sweetheart I got you some things," my papa smiled from the couch and it wasn't a nice smile and I was confused, he never gets me stuff "why papa?"
"Because your my baby of course," I didn't like it when that word came from his mouth. All of a sudden I felt sick and vulnerable. He led me to my room and there was something on my bed. I was pushed towards it. I picked it up and I saw a pacifier. I looked up at him and he laughed at me. "That'll fuckin teach you not to talk like a shitting baby. You wanna be a baby I'll treat you like one,"
"B-bu-t"
"NO BUTS. Now go on fucking use it. Now!," I flinched and shakily brought it to my mouth. I found it slightly comforting to bite on. And id say i liked the gift if it wasn't for my dad laughing at me and humiliating me. "AHA YOU LOOK LIKE A FUCKING STUPID BABY. AND YOU ARE," I started to cry and sniffle. Feeling extremely stupid and vulnerable. He walked over to me and stroked my face "such a sexy baby boy too though," I started to sob as I crawled away from him and into the corner of my room. He chuckled again and left. I cried myself to sleep, biting on the pacifier and hugging my knees with my blanket over my head.

In the morning I had no school as it was a Saturday. I saw that my pacifier fell out and lay on my bed. I put it in my school bag to be safe because i didnt hate it. Ive also been trying to pronounce the days of the week so my papa doesn't shout at me.
"S-atuday satu-r-dayy satu-rday Saturday!"
I finally fucking did it!! Woo! I smiled to myself and wondered what to do today when I remembered that my papa and his friends watch the football game and his friends are mean. His friend Jonny makes me sit on his lap and papa hits me if I'm not polite so I have to stay downstairs and get them whatever they want.

I walked down stairs and started to clean as papa watched me as I picked up beer bottles and takeaway boxes. I looked in the fridge and noticed there were only two beers and I note that and walk to papa,"papa. There's only two beers in the fridge may I have some money to get more?" He looks at me with a scowl and nods. He gives me 30 bucks. "T-hank you papa I'll be right back," I got my empty backpack and started walking to the shop where I know they'll sell me beer. I walk in and see lindsey at the register, her momma owns the shop but lindsey mans the register most of the time. She's in college, she's really cool. "Hey gee" she smiles sadly. She thinks I should leave papa and gets sad when I come and buy him drinks. I feel bad for making her sad. But I smile back and utter a hi as I walk to the alcohol. I look for the one that papa likes when I hear a crash from the other side of the small aisle. I immediately freeze up at the noise and I hear lindsey and another man speaking. My stomach starts to hurt in fear and I slowly crouch down and cover my head as my body goes cold. Lindsey sighs and says something before she realises me on the floor. She runs over to me and kneels in front of me not touching me. "Gee? Gee honey your okay hey its was just a guy who dropped something. Cmon nobody is angry. Your okay," I bring my head up and I see her. She places her hand on mine and smiles warmly "o-okay lindsey. Are you s-ure?" She gets up and nods. She holds out her hand and I take it. She points to a case of beer and I smile a bit "o-h there it wa-was" she chuckles and I handed her the money. Putting two cases into my bag. "Night gee, stick up for yourself okay?" I nod and wave before heading back home.

It starts to get dark as papas friends arrive. Jonny kisses my cheek when he comes in and I shiver. Jonny must be around 50 like papa. When the game starts jonny beckons me over "sit on my lap like a good boy," he growled. I looked to papa and he nodded for me to do it. "Y-yes sir," I put a leg on each side of his lap and sat. He growled and pulled me closer to his crotch. He put his hands on my thighs and hips and I put my arms around his neck as he likes. He usually continues to watch the game and to touch my legs but this time he started to speak "good little boy. The guys can see your nice ass from behind. Bet they all want a piece of it," he whispered into my ear. I tried to ignore his naughty words but he carried on. "We'd all take turns pounding your ass if we could, maybe I'll pay your daddy and he'd let us have a go," he started to feel my ass and I tried to scoot away, only giving him friction as he groaned in my ear. I started to whimper and cry but I ground himself into my ass. I looked around and I saw papa touching himself looking at me. His over friends were watching too with wired looks on their faces. "Your putting on quite the show for us little boy," one of them groaned. I started to cry as jonny spoke to me again "seems they like it. All eyes are on you baby. Hey rob mind if I fuck him? I'll pay?"
"N-no! Papa p-please," he gave jonny permission and he picked me up laying me on the couch on my belly as I tried to fight.

**TRIGGER**

Papa slapped me and I stopped fighting it. Just continuing to cry. Jonny started to touch me in dirty places and I whined as my privates grew a bit "ha. Such a whore for johnny," he moaned and I cried into the cushion as he felt my parts. I ended up moaning when he put his hand into my pants and touched me. Papa gripped my hair and whispered in my ear "you secretly like it so just let the good feeling take you away," I sniffled and tried to focus on the feeling. Not what was happening. I started to whine in pleasure as my back arched. Jonny laughed and started to pull my pants and underwear down. I whimpered but thought of papas words and tried to just feel good. He put something on his fingers and put his finger inside me. He hit something that made me breathe wierdly and he kept pushing his fingers into it. It all scared me so much. Then he took them out and put something bigger in. I tried to move but the fear had paralysed me again. But after a while it didn't hurt and he pushed into the spot really hard. I screamed because it felt really good. I didn't know what to to but it felt so good but I was so scared and upset. He did it over and over again until I orgasmed over the couch and he put something warm inside me. He took himself out and I thought it was done but another one of papas friends put their thing inside me and it felt good and I orgasmed for a second time and they put the warm stuff on my ass. But the third person it started to get painful and the fourth I saw stars and not in a good way as they put themselves in me as the warm stuff went down my thigh. They kept hitting my spot and it hurt so bad as I orgasmed violently for the 4th time and I passed out with men touching me and more warm stuff being put in my butt. When I woke up I was still half naked on the couch on my belly. My papa was there and I whimpered as I tried to get up but fell. I couldn't feel my legs and I felt a gross feeling of a lot of liquid coming out of my ass and onto the wood floor I sat on. My papa groaned and looked at me. "Such a pretty boy, if I knew you'd look like this I would've done it sooner. All filled with cum," he walked around me and looked at my ass at the liquid 'cum' coming out of me "s-stop it. Your creepy! It's not nice!" He slapped my cheek hard and I started to frantically crawl to the hallway. He laughed and kicked me over as I stuttered and cried. "Ppaapa sttop I doont llike ittt," he grabbed me under my arms and picked me up, holding me to his chest as he walked upstairs with my crying form, when he was walking he put a hand on my butt and near my privates where the liquid came out. "Such a messy boy, you need to wash yourself," he dropped me in the bath with a thud and turned the shower on which was very very cold. I squealed but when I tried to move it hurt so much. I was still in my shirt as he walked out and slammed the door. I shakily took my shirt off and cleaned myself. By the time my legs grew stronger, which was a good two hours off, I managed to pull myself out of the bath and I leant myself against the walls and got in bed. I put my pacifier in and snuggled up. I miss playing games with Frankie.

-7:40 next morning-

"GERARDD! GGET YOUR FUCKIN ASS DOWN HERE!!" I shot up on my still shaky legs and ran down the creaky stairs. "Y-yes papa?" He growled and pointed to the floor where I had fell yesterday, I went utterly red and ran to clean it up as he wacked my head and huffed. After I cleaned up the mess I made i got dressed into my jeans and got my bag then left for school.

When I got to format it realised frankie was sat nest to my seat in the back. I smiled and hopped in my own seat "hi frankie!" He jumped and I giggled "oh my god gee hey!" He held his heart and laughed. I pulled out my doodle book and drew a tiny frankie with a top hat. (Oh... Well imagine uwu) during the form class.

We walked to science which we shared and sat down. We had become good friends since last Friday. I called him on payphones when I had money left from food.
"Right class! Today is a practical experiment and I expect you to be well behaved and not spill any chemicals on yourselves!" She said wearily. But I giggled as I saw the two chemical burn kits she tried to hide.

Frankie turned to me and smirked, looking at our shared desk and the beaker on it. Right then he just fucking went ahead and got a pack of cool aid and threw it in there. I started to laugh silently, trying to keep my eyes on the lecture. When he added water he stirred it and took a sip. Smiling mischievously at me. We both tried not to keel over laughing, it wasn't even that funny but you know how it is. Just then there was a huge thud in the back of the room as a curly haired boy fell off his spinny chair. It made me scared as I started to shake but when Frank fucking cackled out loud I felt a bit safer aside couldn't help myself from giggling. The teacher looked over to the kid as he scrambled to get his shit together. He's doing a better job than me and frank I'll tell ya that. "Sorry miss- I uh- fell?" He said awkwardly. Frank was dying of laughter by this point, he was keeled over just wheezing under the table. "Imgonnapee hhhomygohd imgonnapee," I tugged his sleeve but when he looked at me he laughed more and so did I.

We kept giggling throughout the whole practical and I've gotta say that was the best lesson of my life.

When lunch hit we just sat on the field daydreaming about different galaxies and worlds.
"No but what if in another dimension we have dicks on our heads. Like you headbutt someone in the butt and BOOM... pregananant,"
"So vaginas are in there normal place?" I giggled.
"Pfft yeah because imaging birthing a baby out of your face. I don't think you could look at your wives pussyface ever again," I rolled over and laughed into his side. I looked up to him and we just smiled at eachother. I flopped back into my default grass star shape and giggled again. He just smiled wider and looked to the sky.

"Hey frankie?" I looked towards frankie. "Yeah gee?" He said, looking to me too. I didn't feel scared around him, I felt warm and safe when I was near him. "Can we talk after school? At the park or something?" He looked worried all of a sudden "of course, do you want to come to my house?," I smiled and nodded as the bell for the next period signaled. We went to our separate lessons and jepha was just standing in the hall when he noticed me, I hugged my history book tighter as I walked past

"Fucking sissy," he pushed my shoulder and I dropped my book, when I bent to pick it up he kicked my butt so I fell to my knees as he walked off. I scrambled up and took a weird breath before running to my lesson. Sissy... papa calls me that too, I wonder what it means.

I met frankie outside of the school gates and got into his dad's car whilst talking about clouds of various things. Each time I giggled I was sure his dad would tell me to be quiet or shout but he never did!
Frankie and I left our shoes at the door and raced each other to his room. But once we got there in had to slow myself down, I took a deep breath as frankie sat on his big bed cross legged. I did the same whilst facing him and looked at my socks as I figured out what to say.
"Gee are you okay?" He said quietly, trying to look at my face. " I wan-ted to t-talk, about big boy things,"his face softened. "Aww gee don't be afraid of that it's normal," he smiled. "N-no,"
"No?" He got confused. I went cold again and whispered "bad things, and scary big boy things," I didn't know how to word it, all the explanations running through my head. Lindsey said to talk to someone about papa.
"Gee? What kind of bad things?"
"Papa -i-s b-bad" I got out. I tried to look anywhere but his eyes but when I did glance they looked horrified and sad. "Gee I promise you can tell me anything, what did your papa do to you?" I looked into his eyes and he smiled sadly. I looked down and breathed a wierd breath. "H-he hits me and gets shouty when I'm bad, - a-and o-on sund-ay he ha-s .football. it hurt, -i-i ..-touch my privates," I put my head in between my legs as I got really cold and a hurty feeling in my belly. I peeped up and frank was looking anyway at the wall with and want hand over his mouth. I felt myself growing further away from him "f-frank-ie it -h-hurtts, H-he p-puts me in-n the c-upoard and my body h-hurty,"

"H-how long gee? How long has he done this?"

"Ei-ght year-s oldd," I heard a quiet "oh god" and then a shuffle on the bed. "Oh gee, I should've seen this, it all makes sense,"
"We can get you help yeah? We have to tell my dad okay? I promise he's the kindest dude, y-you need to be brave for me," I reached my hand out and held one of his fingers. He smiled through some tears and beckoned me to get up, but as soon as I looked at him and he looked at me I started bawling my eyes out. I head a worried "oh no," and a hand on my hair. It scared me at first but he tucked some of my hair behind my ear as I looked at him, still crying. "Gerard I can always tell dad, we can get this sorted out, but first I want you to take me to your house okay? We need to get your stuff," my wails turned into sniffles and I nodded. He pulled me to the side of the bed and got our shoes from near the door. I couldn't see the laces from my tears so frankie did them for me and we got a big empty bag and head out "hey you kids okay I heard crying?" His dad says as were about to leave. "I can't explain now I'll tell you when we get back," with that we walked quickly to my house,

**A DISTRESSING SCENE**

Papas car wasn't there so I used my key to open the front door, Frank paused at the door and took a deep breath before walking in after me, holding my hand. There were obvious white stains on the couch still from sunday and I think frankie saw because he walked a bit faster, we walked up the stairs and I stopped in my tracks when I saw the belt laying on the side draws at the top of the stairs. He was going to use that when he got back. I looked to frankie and he looked to the belt understandingly. I got the big bag and put my blanket inside it and books and two shirts I owned and my pacifier "gee why do you have a pacifier?" He looked worried again, I didn't like that look. "I- um papa got it for me because I always acted like a baby but I l-like it-t, I'm s-sorry,"
"Hey no no I understand you, you keep that if it helps you. I guess you never got that when you were younger, what did you do as a kid like around 4 or 7?"
"Uhm papa would put me in the cupboard, or in my room," and then he wrapped his arms around my short frame and started crying, "f-frankie?"
"I'm so sorry you had to go through this. This is awful gee, I p-promise me and my dad will help you, he has a good job and you c-an stay with us," he said all while crying. "R-really?" I said. He nodded and I smiled. "Cmon, you're never going to see this place again," he grabbed the bag and that's when we heard a car door slam. "Frankie take the bag and go outside the window, " I whispered and he climbed out of the half boarded window onto the roof above the porch. Our eyes met and I looked to the door just as my dad stepped in, he locked the door with the key only he had and looked me over "it's been a stressful day little boy, get on your knees," my hands started to shake and my eyes went wide, I shook my head and he glared at me. "Do you want time in the cupboard you slut?!" I shook my head again looking down. I saw a note in the window that said 'distract him in another room, I'll help you' I looked to my dad and although it repulsed me I knew what I had to do so he didnt hurt me or pay attention. I just hope frank gets help before it goes further. I made a whine and walked to papa, I took his hand and winced internally as I put it on my ass. "Oh that's a good boy, do you know what to do next?" I shook my head as he touched me. He started to bite my neck and I whimpered sadly trying to fight back tears. Instead of running away I jumped into his arms as he held my thighs and I unwillingly ground on him. I started to cry now and he stroked my thighs "there there don't cry, no need to be embarrassed baby boy,"
Oh frank please come soon, please please.

Franks pov

I started running as fast as I could home, I didn't have my phone on me and I was pale, panicking so bad I could feel my heart dropping every step I took. When I got home my dad caught me before I could go upstairs to my phone "DAD MOVE OUT OF THE WAY!" I cried as I thrashed. "Tell me what's wrong son!" He said firmly but caringly. "LET ME GO!" I finally got free and ran upstairs, I don't know how long I'd been, or how long I'd left gerard with that sick fuck. I couldn't take him alone though. I scrambled up the stairs on all fours and got my phone from my school bag. I dialed 911 and almost screamed my words.
"My friend is being hurt by his dad please help please. H-hes done such bad things to him and he's doing it again please!"
"Okay where does he live we can send an ambulance or police car?"
"36 farway drive a-and he might need both," I started to sob into the phone.
"Alright stay calm we need your information okay?"

Gerard's pov

He had me pinned on his bed naked and at this point I was thrashing, it was going to far. I dint know it would be this long. I couldn't breathe underneath him. He touched my body all over and I could feel him through his jeans. I knew it was bad when I gave up with trying to stop him, I stared at the wall and it felt like I left my body. A sharp pain in my lower back struck me but I was still in this daze. My eyes started to close slowly as everything around me turned black.

Frank pov.

I bust out of the door past my dad who was speachless, I ran down the stairs and to Gerard's house. We don't live far from the hospital so I could hear the sirens by the time I got there and I froze as I heard the scene play out.
"NJPD open up!" They kicked the door and it swung open. I heard the voices boom from the upstairs "GET OFF THE CHILD, ON THE FLOOR NOW," I fell to my knees and dropped my phones on the pavement. I was too late. What if he hurt him bad, what if he killed my gee. I started to scream involuntarily and a nurse from the nearby ambulance ran over and tried to talk. I look to the door and jump up when gerard is there, he's being carried by a police officer and is looking at the sky with his hands clinging into the nurses blanket. They put him in the ambulance and I sit next to him.
"Gee, oh my god I'm so sorry please be okay!" I cry. He starts to blink quite fast and looks around, jolting upright.
"Frankie! Y-you came!!" He wailed and I stood up and wrapped my arms around his blanket covered body. I could feel him shaking and it got worse and worse as I think he started to remember what happened. "H-he did b-bad things!"
"It's okay now though? We're gonna get you help a-and play games until 3am every night. Your free now," he looked up to me and snuggled into me. "Nobody has given be nice touches like this, I like it," I cringed and kissed him on the head.

Gerard's pov.

The nurse people took me to a hospital and had to look at my body. Frankies papa was there too. They talked to frankie and his dad and told them about my height and bones, then they all came in once they'd given me a big shirt thingy. Frankie's dad looked at me and I shrunk down a bit and looked to frank. "Hey gerard, frank told me what happened and I get that it's a big uh- change? But you are welcome to live with me and frank." Frankie smiled at me more and I smiled to, shakily nodding my head. Frankies papa smiled at nodded and walked out. Frankie and I just smiled at each other and he walked to the bed I was sat on.
"I asked my dad to pick up something frome home," he sang and I cooked my head "not a stink bomb right?"
"No I'm already here," he laughed and took some things out of his pocket.
He had my pacifier and held it to my mouth to which I took it with a smile. "Thanks frankiee," we hugged as I felt my eyes droop. He was so warm and safe.