I've been wanting to publish this for so long and now that my mpregs are done and my second little!frank story was unpublished I think I finally can so you're welcome

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I felt a hand shaking me awake. I groaned quietly, rubbing my eyes. I glanced down at my blankie, which was rolled up for a pillow.

"Gee, you fell asleep again," Mikey said quietly.

I sat up, looking up at Mikey. I had walked to the cemetery again to visit Frank's grave. Within that time, I must've fallen asleep. I looked at the big grey headstone.

Frank Anthony Iero Jr.
October 31st, 1998-January 27th, 2017

I whimpered quietly, running my hand over his gravestone.

"C'mon, Gee, let's go home," Mikey said. "Ms. Iero is coming over for dinner."

Ms. Iero has become closer to our family, her and my dad were friends now. She was still really sad about Frank but I think I was even more sad.

"Dad said you can have some ice cream too afterwards," Mikey told me.

He helped me up and held my hand as we walked home. Luckily the cemetery wasn't far from home so I could walk there since I'm not allowed to drive a car still. I hugged my blankie to my chest, sniffling quietly. My blankie has replaced Dee and I take it everywhere now since Dee was buried with Frankie.

"We can watch a movie too, if you want," Mikey offered.

I shook my head as we walked up our driveway. The smell of something cooking filled the house when I walked in. Ms. Iero gave me a hug and I sniffled.

"How about you wash up for dinner, Gee," my dad said. "It should be ready in about ten minutes."

I went upstairs to my bedroom and wiped my eyes. I changed out of my clothes, which were dirty from the mud. I got dressed into one of Frank's black hoodies and a white skirt. I went to the bathroom and washed my dirty hands. I looked into the mirror at my reflection. My hair was messy, eyes red from crying.

It's been two months since Frank passed away and I still missed him so much. Everyday hurt so much without him. I used to spend everyday with him, but now I just go to school, go to tutoring, go to work, go to therapy, then go home.

They got me a new tutor, some lady who is kinda strict. She doesn't teach me in fun ways and she always gives me so much work. At school I usually just hang around Mikey or Pete. Sometimes with Frank's friends too, they're all really nice to me.

They had a memorial thing at my school for Frank and I hated it. People there didn't even know Frank. And then the principal let people go up and talk about Frank. Brendon and Ray went, along with some other people. Mikey thought I should go too but I was too scared. There were a lot of pictures of Frank. Ones from when he was a baby and a little kid. I was even in some of the photos. Pictures of us playing with my toys and on Christmas and at his grandpa's house.

Then they had a whole speech about drugs. They talked about how you shouldn't do them and this is what could happen if you do. That made me really mad. It's not like Frank wanted to crash. It's not like he wanted to leave me. He loves me, I know I didn't say it back but he loved me. He didn't mean to crash, it was just an accident. It wasn't his fault.

I remember I started crying. I screamed too. Screamed at the principal for saying all those mean things. Mikey and Pete had to carry me out while everyone stared. And then I just cried in the hallway while they tried to calm me down. They had to take me home, it hurt too much to be there.

"Gee! Dinner!" Mikey called.

I turned off the faucet and went downstairs. I sat at the table with everyone else and looked down at my lap. We started eating and I ate slowly. Tears threatened to spill again as I thought about Frankie.

"Sweetheart, don't be sad," Ms. Iero said, rubbing my back softly. "Frank wouldn't want you being sad."

I let out a choked sob as I wiped my eyes.

"I-I'm not very hungry," I mumbled, looking at my barely eaten food. "Can I be done?"

"Fine," my dad sighed. "Make sure you finish your homework."

I grabbed my blankie and hurried up to my bedroom. I buried my face into my pillow as I sobbed. My whole body was shaking because I was crying so hard.

"Baby boy," I heard a voice say softly.

My head snapped up and I saw Frank standing at the foot of my bed, holding Dee in his hand. He was slightly see-through, wearing the same suit he was buried in. I shrieked, jumping up into his arms. I cried into his shoulder as he hugged me tight, his skin ice cold.

"Daddy, I missed you so much," I cried.

His hand rubbed my back as I sobbed.

"Wh-what are you doing here?" I asked. "I thought you were an angel up in heaven?"

"I couldn't possibly leave my little boy here all alone," he said.

Oh god, I missed the sound of his voice so much.

"Sit down, okay? Just take a few deep breaths," he whispered.

I nodded, hiccuping quietly as I sat down on the edge of the bed. Frank rubbed my back softly as I calmed down.

"See look? No need to be sad," he mumbled.

"But I missed you, you've been gone for two months," I said.

"I know," he said, holding onto my hand.

"I'm sorry I never said I love you or gave you my goodbye kissies," I said.

"Stop apologizing for that," he said with a small smile. "I know you love me."

I smiled, leaning forward and giving him a soft kiss. His lips were so cold but I missed it so much. I kissed him deeper, pushing him back down against the bed as I straddled his hips. Frank pulled away and sighed quietly.

"You're crying," he stated.

I sobbed, wiping my eyes. "I just missed you so much, daddy."

"Come on, cuddle with daddy," he said.

I rested my head on his chest, his fingers running through my hair. The door opened and I looked up at Mikey.

"Mikey, look who it is!" I exclaimed as I sat up.

I looked down but Frank was gone. I shrieked, looking around as I got up.

"Mikey! What did you do?!" I screamed. "You stupid head!"

Mikey was just staring at me in confusion as my dad and Ms. Iero stepped up behind him.

"Gee, what's wrong?" My dad asked.

"Mikey ruined it!" I yelled. "He ruined it! He made Frankie go away!"

"No, Gee, that wasn't Mikey," my dad sighed. "It was the car accident. It wasn't Mikey's fault, it was Frank's."

"No it wasn't!" I screamed. "You're scaring him! Get out!"

They raised their eyebrows as I shut the door on them. I sniffled, looking around.

"Please come back, Frankie, I need you," I begged.

There was a knock on my door and I whimpered as it opened again. My dad was there alone this time as he came in and shut the door behind him.

"Alright, I think you need to go to sleep," he said. "Come on, I'll tuck you in."

I sniffled as I changed into my pajamas. I crawled into bed and he tucked me in, sitting beside me.

"You had a tiring day, huh?" He asked.

I sniffled, hugging my blankie tight.

"You scared him away," I whimpered.

"Scared who away?" He asked.

"Frankie, you scared Frankie away," I cried.

"Just get some rest," he said quietly.

He ran his fingers through my hair.

"Goodnight, Gee," he said softly.

"Night night," I whimpered.

He kissed my forehead and he left, shutting the door behind him and turning off the light.

"Frankie?" I whispered, sitting up as I looked around in the dark. "Are you there? You don't have to be scared anymore, they left."

I looked around the room as I whimpered, hugging the blankets close to me.

"F-Frankie?" I squeaked.

I didn't see anything and I almost burst into tears again.

"P-please don't leave me again," I whimpered.

There was a beep from my phone and I sighed, picking it up. My heart stopped when I saw a text from Frankie.

Daddy: Go to sleep, princess, I'll see you tomorrow

I smiled, hugging my phone as I closed my eyes. It took a while but I finally fell asleep, dreaming of tomorrow with Frankie again.

My eyes shot open as soon as my alarm went off. I got up quickly, making sure to dress extra cute for Frankie. I wore a black pinafore dress with a white button up underneath. I put on white thigh high socks and black ankle boots. After making sure my hair and makeup was perfect, I grabbed my backpack and skipped downstairs. My dad and Mikey stared at me as I grabbed a yogurt, humming happily as I sat at the table.

"You're not wearing Frank's clothes," Mikey remarked in shock.

My dad sat down and sighed as I looked at them in confusion.

"Are you okay, Gee?" He asked. "I mean, I'm glad you're happy but I haven't seen you happy in months. And you also had that weird outburst yesterday. What happened?"

I shrugged, spooning the breakfast into my mouth.

"Do you want me to call your therapist and maybe you two can talk about some things?" My dad asked. "You won't have to go to school today if you don't want to."

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.

"But I thought Miss Williams was my sad doctor," I said. "I don't need no sad doctor."

"Miss Williams isn't just for you when you feel sad," he said. "She can also just be there if you want to talk."

I shook my head.

"I just want to go to school," I said.

"You never want to go to school," Mikey said. "Usually I have to drag you out the door."

"That's because Frankie was there with me," I said.

"Well, he's still not gonna be there today," Mikey said.

My dad elbowed him and Mikey rolled his eyes. I can't tell them that Frankie will be there, they're just gonna scare him away again.

"I know, but I'm just excited," I said.

I ate quickly and we left. We got to the school and we waited in the line to get through the metal detectors as I bounced happily. We got inside and I hurried off from Mikey. I stopped as I passed the big glass case outside the office. There was two pictures of the two policemen that Lindsey had killed here. There were some other kids I didn't recognize too. But in the center was a picture of Frankie with his name under it. There was flowers around the photos. It was sort of like a mini memorial they have.

There was only three other people in there. A teacher who passed away from cancer, which Mikey had to teach me what cancer was. There was another student who also died in a car accident. The last one was some girl who Mikey said 'took too many pills and fell asleep but never woke up'.

Lindsey's parents wanted a picture of lindsey in there too since she died too but the school wouldn't let her in it. I'm glad, I wouldn't want a picture of monster Lindsey next to my angel Frankie.

"Hi, Gee, you ready for class?" Mr. McDonald asked.

I smiled and nodded, eager to see Frankie again as I followed him.