I sit alone in my room. This time, however, I stare at the chain. Maybe it feels like Kellin is helping me through this. Maybe it's because he's someone I've only know, but felt like I've known forever. 

"Frank?" Elles' voice calls from the other side of the door. She walks in and stares at me for a moment. "Gerard's awake. Mikey, his brother, said that you can see him if you want to," she taps her fingernails on her clipboard, nervous maybe? 

"Thank you, I'd like to see him now," I answer, getting up. She nods and calls over two cops. 

"As a requirement, they must come with you. However, they can simply stay outside the room if you'd prefer. I can't leave here," she says. I nod, following the cops out. 

~~~

I feel my palms sweat. My heart racing, faster than before as I approach the door. His door. I knock on it, waiting for a response. Mikey swings the door open and narrows his eyes at me. Then he turns to let me in. He closes the door. 

"Gee-Gerard," I gulp, feeling my stomach twist. He looks at me, not like before- no, something changed. Everything's changing. 

"Why?" He asks, his voice, not matching the anger in his eyes. "Why would you tell me those things. And through a letter? I need an explanation," his voice betrays him, sounding weak, and fragile. 

"What? What letter? I never sent you a letter!" I exclaim, the thought simply disgusting in my own mind. What could have been in the letter? And why did he think I sent it? 

He looks at Mikey, who pulls out said letter. I gasp softly, reading the vile letter. The letter slips from the fingers. "I swear- Gee- I never wrote that- we aren't even allowed to send letters!" I plead, the words just spilling from my mouth before I can even think. The letter feels like a punch to the stomach. The fact that both Gee and Mikey thought I would ever say that, feels like a shot through the stomach. 

"Frank-"

"I would never, do this to you. Gee, I care about you so much- and I- I don't know how I can make you believe me! I care about you so much, and that's never going to change-" 

"Frank," he starts. I force myself to stop talking. I brace myself, ready for him to tell me to leave. "Frank, I believe you- or, at least, I want to. And I will. I think I was just in a bad place and believed everything that happened. But can you tell me one thing?" He pauses. I nod. "Why didn't you show up? That day at the park. I waited and-" his eyes fill with tears. 

"There was a threat, so Elle and the cops shut everything down. They put us on lockdown and wouldn't let anyone in or out. They wouldn't even let me call you," I struggle to get my words out of my head. "I wanted to call you," I add softly. I feel a tear slide down my cheek. The room is silent. 

"Come here," he says I look up and his arms are open. I move forward and slowly, he hugs me. "I can't believe I fell for that," he mutters, holding me to his chest. "I was so stupid-"

I pull away, staring at him. "You aren't stupid, Gee. If I got a letter from you like that, I probably would have done the same. Whoever is messing with our heads are with him. We can't let this happen again." 

Mikey hugs me. "Thank god you didn't actually do it. I thought I would fall apart if I lost both you and Gee." 

"You won't lose either of us, Mikes," I say. Gee holds out his hand and Mikey takes it. 

"Now Frank, go to court. Put this bitch in his place," Mikey says. "Since the court is in two weeks, Gee, Ray and I will all be there." 

I look over at Gerard. He lightly smiles. "I will," I say before kissing his forehead. 

A/N 

It's almost overrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

~Lunar