I walked into school the next day, feeling irritated and heart-broken.

"Frankie!" Someone called.

I looked down the hall at Gee, who was pulled away by Mikey. As much as I wanted to go chase after him, I didn't want him to get into more trouble. I'm already getting him sent back to boarding school, I really don't want to make it worse for him.

The day seemed to drag on, going even slower without Gee by my side. I looked at my old lunch table, seeing Brendon with Pete and Bob, Jamia and Lindsey walking to them. They sat down at the table and laughed at something Pete had said. They seemed to be having such a great time, and I used to be there with them with their jokes and fun. It seems like a whole different world, a whole different me.

I looked at Gee's table, where I have been sitting recently. Mikey was there to today, most likely at his dad's request to keep me away. Gee was sitting with his normal friends that were there; Joe, Ray, Ryan, and Patrick. He looked sad, unlike usual, dressed in dark clothes. Gee wore a plain black t-shirt dress with black thigh highs and black doc martens. I frowned at the sight of him poking at his food, not taking a bite. It was even a grilled cheese sandwich, one of his favorites.

I reminded myself that this was all my fault, that I was the reason we were both so sad. If I had just stuck to the original plan, if I had just continued to push him away then this would've never happened. I knew if I did date him, then it'd be worse when he's gone. But now I have fallen for him, fallen harder than I ever thought I could. I wasn't sure if I can survive him being gone.

I shook my head, deciding it'd be best to not bother him. It'd be easier to just let go now before I like him any more. I tossed my lunch away because I've lost my appetite at this point now. I took one last look at Gee, seeing his eyes flicker up to me before I turned and walked away.

I got to the parking lot as I headed towards my car when I felt a hand tug on mine. I looked down at Gee, his quivering lip. It looks like he barely bothered to do his makeup, I don't think he even brushed his hair this morning. His eyes were red and puffy from crying.

"Daddy," Gee whimpered, nobody else around to hear. "C-can we just run away together?"

"I don't think that's a very good idea," I said quietly.

"Why?" Gee asked.

"Because I'm not a good person and you're so sweet, you deserve someone better than me," I stated.

"You're not a bad person," Gee denied.

"I am, I beat you up, I beat your brother up, I've called you names that you don't deserve," I insisted. "I think that maybe going to that boarding school will be the best for you."

Gee shook his head, fresh tears in his eyes. I kissed his forehead, turning to leave the school. If I didn't turn back, this would all be over. I just had to overcome the worst part and soon it wouldn't be such a big deal. I would be able to get over Gee. And yeah, it may take time but I can heal. I just keep on walking and our relationship would be completely over.

I couldn't help but look back. A million emotions running through me as I watched Gee curled up in a ball crying on the ground. I cursed myself for looking back, knowing now that I can't just turn away. I went over and picked him up into my arms. He hugged me tight, his warm, wet tears falling down onto my neck. I carried him to my car, helping him into the passenger seat.

"P-please don't leave me," Gee cried when I got into the driver's seat.

I held onto his hand, driving back towards my house. Gee clutched onto my hand as though he depended on it, holding it with both hands against his chest.

We got to my house and I carried him inside, wrapping a blanket around his shivering body as I sat on the couch. It was completely beyond me of why he decided to not wear a long sleeve. Gee held me close to him, not wanting to let go for more than five seconds. I laid on my back and he laid on top of me, his face buried into the crook of my neck.

"Where does your brother think you went, baby?" I asked.

"The bathroom," Gee whispered.

"He's gonna get worried," I said.

"I don't care," Gee muttered. "I just wanna be with you, daddy."

"What if he calls?" I asked.

He shook his head. "My dad took my phone away."

I stroked his hair softly, rubbing circles on his back. I wish I could stay in this moment forever, I wish I could hold him in my arms forever. The thought of him going back to boarding school made me hold him tighter in my arms.

"Maybe you'll find someone else at your new school?" I offered up hopefully. "Someone who treats you better and loves you better."

"I-I don't want anyone else, only you," he cried. "Daddy please, I wanna run away with you."

"Princess, we don't have any money," I said.

Gee nodded quickly, leaning up and wiping his eyes. "I have money, I have lots of money. We can buy a house together and be happy."

"What about my mom, Gee? I can't leave her behind," I said.

"Maybe we can transfer her into a new hospital near our new house," he suggested.

I shook my head. "Baby, we can't."

"Maybe she'll understand why we have to leave," he said. "Just until I'm eighteen and we can get married and my parents won't be the bosses of me anymore."

I gave him a soft kiss, letting him rest his head on my chest. Gee sniffled, his hands balling up my shirt in his fists.

"I love you, daddy, I don't want to leave you," he cried brokenly.

"I don't want you to leave either, baby boy," I whispered.

"I just want to be with you because you make me so happy and I love you," Gee said. "I don't want to go to some boarding school, I want to run away with you. We can take your car, if your mom doesn't mind, and drive away and just be happy together."

"I know you want that, Princess, but I can't leave my mom," I said.

He kissed my forehead and I gave him a sad smile. I rubbed his hip gently, wrapping my arms around him.

"Did you bring your paci or Flopsy?" I asked. "Do you want one of them?"

"I-I have my paci but not Flopsy," he said.

"That's alright, sugar, you can just cuddle me instead," I said.

He reached into his backpack, putting his pacifier into his mouth and nuzzling up against my chest. I smiled down at him as he closed his eyes, a few silent tears rolling down his cheeks. Gee sucked on the paci gently, holding me tight in his arms like he never wanted to let go. I closed my eyes, wishing that maybe this was all just a dream and gee wasn't actually gonna be taken away from me. Or maybe just meeting Gee altogether was a dream so I wouldn't have to deal with the pain I feel right now.

"Please don't let them take me away," he begged.

I wish I could stop this, I wish I could keep him happy. That's all I want, I just want him to be happy. If I could and had the money, I would buy him a million stuffies and take him on a billion dates. I love making Gee happy, putting the smile on his face that could brighten up my day.

"Baby, if I could I would keep you here forever," I said.

"Why can't you?" Gee asked. "I can live with you here forever."

"They'll come looking for you, one of the first places they'll check is my house," I said.

"But they don't know where you live," Gee said.

"They would get the police involved, babydoll," I said, looking at his heart-broken face. "I'm so sorry, Gee, I never meant for any of this to happen. I never wanted you to get so sad."

"I know you didn't, daddy," Gee said. "I just wish I hadn't brought my dad to the clinic. Daddy, this is my fault he found out about us, I'm sorry."

I shook my head, wrapping my arms around him. I saw where his paci had fallen out of his mouth. I grabbed it and put it back into his mouth, seeing his sad eyes. Gee sucked on it gently his eyes closing shut. He was probably tired from all the crying he's done. Soon enough, his breathing evened out and he fell asleep on my chest.

I ran my hand through his hair as I looked down at him. He seemed so much more peaceful now than before. He wasn't screaming or crying or holding me tight, just dreaming quietly. It seems like such a long time ago when he was just another kid in the hallway to me, just another kid my friends told me I should beat up. He just became so much more, so much more than anyone has before. I think he's really the closest person to me ever. I've known Pete and Bob since we were children, but yet I feel like I've known Gee for so much longer. It's great, actually, knowing I have someone who loves me, who would do anything I asked at the drop of a hat. But not just that, also having someone who makes my heart swell and stomach fill with butterflies that can't be controlled.

I looked down at him and smiled, brushing the hair out of his eyes. "I love you, babydoll."