I snuggled against Gerard's side as we watched the movie. It was a movie about dogs and I loved it so much. But I wasn't really paying much attention to the screen anymore.

"I think I love him," I said

"Love who?" Gerard asked. "Love me?"

I giggled as he kissed my cheek.

"Yeah, I love you, Gee," I said. "But I think I love Dallon."

"No you don't," Gerard denied.

"What? Yes I do," I stated.

"Button, you've been dating him for two weeks," he said.

"Three weeks," I corrected.

"Button, it takes a while longer to love someone," he said.

I crossed my arms and pouted.

"How would you know?" I asked. "Have you ever been in love?"

"I love you, Button," Gerard stated.

"But I mean like real love," I said. "Not just with your brother."

Gerard but his lip and looked away.

"You don't like me and Dallon together and that's not a nice thing," I said. "I-I don't think I can be your friend anymore."

"Button," he mumbled, wrapping his arms around me.

"Nuh-uh, i'm not Button anymore, only friends are allowed to call me Button," I stated.

I pushed him away and got up, going to my room. I wasn't really sure what to do now. I'm always doing everything with Gerard and now I'm not quite sure what to do.

I got up, going to Mikey's room. He was sitting on his bed, watching something on his laptop. I sat beside him and smiled.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Watching a show," he said.

"What's it about?" I asked.

"Monsters," he stated.

"Oh, I don't like monsters," I said. "Wanna do something fun? Do you wanna play dolls with me?"

"Why don't you play with Gerard?" He asked.

I shrugged my shoulders and looked down.

"What about Dallon?" He asked.

I gasped and nodded my head. I hurried back to my room and grabbed my phone, dialing Dallon's number.

"Hey, baby, what's up?" He asked.

"Can you play with me?" I asked.

"I was just about to go to my friend's house but you can come too," he said. "We were just gonna play video games."

"Okay," I agreed.

"Alright, I'll pick you up in ten minutes," he said.

I hung up the phone and smiled. I got dressed into a white sweater with a pastel purple sweater. I put on some white thigh high socks and slipped into my gel shoes, putting the strap into place with the velcro. They were pinkish and sparkly and Gerard bought them for me for my birthday last year.

The doorbell rang I smiled, getting up and hurrying downstairs. I passed by Gerard and scowled at him.

"Where are you going?" He asked.

"Out," I stated.

"Out where, Button?" He asked.

"I'm not Button and I'm not your friend anymore," I said, my eyes filling with tears.

Gerard took a few steps closer, kissing my cheek. His hand rested on my cheek as he wiped away my tears with his thumb softly.

"Where are you going, Button?" He whispered.

"W-with Dallon," I whimpered.

"Okay, I just want to make sure you're safe," he said, kissing my forehead.

I couldn't help but smile as he gave me a hug. I went outside and held onto Dallon's hand. We got into his car and drove to an unfamiliar house. I held his hand nervously as we walked in and down to the basement. There was already a few people there playing video games on a large tv.

"Hey guys, this is Frankie," Dallon said. "Baby, this is Brendon, Pete, and Bob."

"H-hi," I said shyly.

"Well now, I know you said he was cute but I wasn't expecting a pretty little thing like this," Brendon remarked.

I blushed and looked down at my feet. I looked at my jelly shoes and thought of Gerard again. He was so nice all the time. Whenever I felt scared around new people he would always rub my back and make me feel okay.

"Come on," Dallon said.

He sat down on the couch and pulled me into his lap. I smiled, snuggling against him as he picked up a controller and joined the game. They all played together for a while and I was just content on having Dallon to snuggle with.

"Hey, Frankie, you want one?" Brendon asked, holding up a beer.

I looked around and saw everyone was drinking it so I nodded tentatively. He opened it for me and handed me the glass bottle. I've never drank before, I've never really felt the need to. But I wanted to fit in with Dallon's friends.

I took a hesitant drink, scrunching my nose up at the bitter taste. They laughed and I ignored it as I just kept drinking.

"Gee, you're so pretty," Bob said. "Bet you'd be even prettier with your lips around my cock."

Sometimes Gerard's friends would say things like these. Gerard would get really mad and he'd yell and sometimes even hit. Then he'd cuddle me and tell me everything was okay and that he'd keep me safe. I wouldn't ever see Gerard talk to that friend again.

But I guess none of that matters because I'm not friends with Gerard anymore.

"N-no," I whimpered, burying my face into Dallon's shoulder as my eyes filled with tears.

"Baby, they're just playing," Dallon said.

"Oh, Frankie, you can call me daddy as I fuck your pretty ass," Pete said.

I cried and looked at Dallon.

"Y-you told them I called you that?" I squeaked.

"Well, it was kinda funny," Dallon said.

Eventually they went back to their game and I just kept drinking. It burnt my throat but eventually that went away. And about three bottles later my brain was pretty fuzzy. I didn't plan on drinking so much but when I finished one they just handed me another and I wanted to fit in to make Dallon proud.

"Alright, time to go," Dallon said.

I stood up and stumbled a bit as he chuckled. He helped me out to his car and I noticed it was dark out now.

"Where'd the sun go?" I slurred.

"It's nighttime," Dallon stated.

"Sun go sleepy," I muttered.

He drove me home and walked me to my front door. I stumbled inside, hearing footsteps.

"Button? Is that you?" Gerard called.

I scowled as he walked in and his eyes immediately widened.

"Oh my god, what happened to you?" He asked. "Fuck, we can't let mom see you like this."

"Gerard? Was that Frankie?" Mom called from the other room.

"Yeah! He's tired so I think we're just gonna go to bed early!" Gerard shouted.

"Okay, goodnight, boys," she said.

"Fuck," Gerard mumbled.

He picked me up and I giggled, swinging my arms up.

"Whee!" I cheered.

"Shush!" Gerard hissed.

I pouted and crossed my arms.

"You're a meanie butt," I said, poking his cheek. "Big meanie head."

We got to our room and he shut the door. Gerard set me on the bed and sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"What fucking happened?" He asked.

"I don't know," I mumbled. "We were just playing video games."

I burped and giggled, covering my mouth.

"Oh Jesus, your breath smells like alcohol," Gerard mumbled. "Here, chew on this."

He went to his desk and came back, handing me a piece of mint gum. I chewed on it happily as I watched him.

He got on his knees in front of me, taking off my socks and shoes. He pulled my sweater off and managed to get my skirt too. I wasn't really helping, I was chewing loudly on my gum and giggling at the sound. He slipped one of his shirts over my head and sighed.

"Why did you drink?" He asked.

I shrugged. "Didn't wanna disappoint Dallon."

"Button, not everything you have to do had to completely be what he wants," Gerard stated.

"But that's what I always did for you," I said. "Well not now, not anymore because we aren't friends anymore."

He sighed, sitting beside me.

"Because you were being such a meanie," I slurred. "And you don't care about how I feel."

Gerard pulled me into his lap and I blinked a couple times as the room spun.

"Where'd your gum go?" He asked.

I frowned in confusion as I ran my tongue over my teeth in search for it.

"I think I swallowed it," I giggled.

He sighed quietly, reaching over and grabbing my paci. I sucked on it happily, feeling my eyes start to get heavy all of the sudden. I looked up at him as he cradled me in his arms.

His face was kinda roundish but I always thought that he was really pretty. Sometimes he even had a little bit of scruff from when he didn't shave. I didn't shave, I didn't have that problem. Sometimes I think I haven't even gone through puberty yet. I didn't really have much body hair, if any at all. And I was so much smaller than the other boys. I was short and didn't have muscle like they did. I was thin and short and didn't look like a man. Not like Gerard did, he looked like a big, strong man. I still looked like a kid.

"What are you pouting about now, Button?" He asked.

"Why's you big and I small?" I asked.

"Because you're just little but that's just what makes you perfect," he said.

Gerard handed me Turtle and I smiled, clutching him to my chest.

"I don't want you seeing Dallon anymore, okay?" Gerard whispered. "If you're gonna be coming home drunk and walking downstairs sad then I don't want you near him."

"You're not my friend anymore, I don't have to listen to you," I slurred. "You're a big ol' meanie but I still love you. I love you, Gerard, I love you, I love you, I love you."

"I know, I love you too," Gerard said. "Get some sleep, Button."

"Gerard is the greatest person ever," I sang. "I love him so much."

He sighed laying down and cuddling me in his arms. I pushed him away with a scowl.

"Cuddles are only for friends," I said.

Gerard still wrapped his arms around me. I buried my face into his chest, passing out quickly.