The first thing I felt when I woke up was regret.

The second thing I felt was my migraine.

I sat up from where I had passed out on the couch. I stumbled into the kitchen, feeling a sharp pain in my foot as I did. I looked down to where the glass from the broken picture frame had scratched me and made me bleed.

"Fuck," I muttered.

I took some pills for my hangover and put a bandage on my foot. As I walked back into the kitchen to look for my phone, I saw Flopsy sitting onto the table. The things I had said and done yesterday made me want to throw up. I couldn't believe what I had done, how horrible they were. Gee was just trying to help and I treated him so badly. The thought of me hitting him made me blanch. The sharp, horrid sound playing repeat in my head that made my stomach twist and heart hurt.

I know I don't ever deserve it, but I need to try to make this up to Gee. I'm still devastated about my mother but right now I need to try and focus on Gee. The thought of losing him, especially like this, was a million times worse than losing my mom. I just need to try and make things right between us.

I grabbed flopsy and headed outside to my car. However, I didn't have my car because it was still sitting on the side of the road from when I ran out of gas. I didn't have a bike or anything so I had no other choice. I started running, going as fast my legs could carry me. The mid-afternoon sun shone down on me. It was a weekday so it wasn't very busy at all.

It took me a while to get to his house. By the time I was there, my legs collapsed under me and I thought I would cough up a lung. I groaned, dragging myself up and knocking on his door. I wasn't sure if anyone was home at all. I grabbed a ladder that was sitting outside his garage and dragged it around the house. I climbed up onto his balcony and tried opening his locked door. I knocked gently.

"Babydoll, are you in there?" I called.

It was quiet and I almost gave up.

"Go away," I heard a soft voice mutter.

I knocked again and rattled the doorknob.

"Princess, open up please," I said.

"No," Gee denied. "Go away."

I sat down with my back against the door, resting my pained legs and holding Flopsy to my chest.

"You have every right to be mad at me," I said. "I'm so, so sorry, princess, I didn't mean any of it."

It was still quiet as he ignored me.

"I have Flopsy," I offered.

There was a small rustling.

"I want Flopsy but I don't want you to come in," he said, his voice right on the other side of the door.

"Okay, just take him and I'll stay out here, okay?" I suggested.

I heard the lock turn as he quickly opened the door, grabbing Flopsy before shutting it again. I didn't even get a chance to see him it was so fast. I sighed and leaned back against the door again.

"I fucked up, baby, I fucked up real bad," I admitted. "Words can't even describe how sorry I am. I was drunk and sad, I couldn't think straight. Please, let me in so I can talk to you."

I could hear him crying and sniffling quietly, letting me know he had his back resting against the door on the other side.

"Please, baby, I need you," I whispered. "I can't lose you too."

It was quiet and I could imagine him cuddling Flopsy tight.

"Please," I said.

"Y-you hit me," Gee whispered.

"I was drunk, I didn't mean to. I would never, ever lay a hand on you, Gee," I promised.

It was quiet still as he wouldn't open the door for me. I could feel the worry flowing through me and I didn't think he'd ever open the door for me. I could feel my heart clenching, fear shaking through me. The thought of never getting to be with Gee again tore through me, shattering my heart in ways losing my mother hadn't even done. The lump in my throat formed again and I felt tears forming in my eyes.

"P-please, baby," I choked out. "I love you."

I could feel tears running down my face, tears that haven't fallen in years. I've spent so long just trying to make myself who I am, badass and punk. But I'm not. I'm just some fucking person who put up walls that were taken down by a pretty boy in a plaid skirt.

"Y-you do?" Gee squeaked.

I heard the lock turn and the door opened a crack. I looked at Gee through the crack and nodded.

"I do, Princess, I love you so much," I confirmed.

He opened the door wide and I came in, closing it behind me. I hugged him tight, cradling him as I sobbed.

"I'm so sorry, baby, I'll never do it again," I promised. "I'll do anything to make it up to you. I'll buy you a million stuffies and pacis and anything you want."

"Frank--"

"Please, sugar," I begged. "I'll...I'll eat you out, anything you want."

"Frank," Gee huffed in annoyance.

He pushed me away from him and went back over to the bed, laying down on it face first. I saw Flopsy on the ground and I picked it up as I went to him. I sat beside him on the bed, running a hand through his hair with his face buried into the mattress. Gee flinched but didn't say anything.

"I won't ever hurt you, princess," I said. "I was drunk, I didn't mean any of the things I did or said. I love you, babydoll."

Gee sniffled and looked up. I saw his red eyes and the bruise on his cheek. My stomach turned at the sight of him. He was wearing my hoodie that I had left here and he just claimed as his own along with a pair of white socks that ended just below the knees with two sky blue stripes at the top. My hoodie was big enough on him so it covered down around his mid thigh.

"Do you really, really love me?" He asked.

"Of course, baby boy, I can't imagine living without you," I whispered.

Gee fell into my arms, looking into my eyes. He wiped the tears off my cheeks gently and kissed my nose.

"I don't deserve you, baby," I cried.

He rested his head against my shoulder.

"Here, let me go get you some ice, babydoll," I offered. "And we can cuddle and watch any movie you want."

Gee nodded and let go of me. I went downstairs in the empty house and grabbed an ice pack. I couldn't help but recognize it as the ice pack when Pete had thrown a rock through his window. That felt like years ago.

I stood outside Gee's door, wiping away a few stray tears and taking a deep breath. I opened it and saw Gee cuddled in a blanket, holding Flopsy in his arms. Before it seemed like he was falling out of little space but hopefully he's back now.

"Hey, baby," I said softly. "What did you pick out?"

He pointed to the screen and I saw Beauty and the Beast. I gave him a weak smile, crawling onto the bed next to him. He took the ice pack and pressed it to his face, our shoulders pressed against each other but we weren't cuddling.

I think I ruined it. I ruined us. We can never go back to how we were before. Can't go back to the lazy cuddling and hot fucking. No more Gee and Frankie. Now it's just little Gee and the horrifying monster that hit him. Gee won't barely even touch me. And he has every right not to touch me. I don't even know what came over me yesterday. I'm pure disgusting.

He watched the movie but I wasn't paying attention to the screen at all. I just kept replaying everything in my head over and over again. I tried to fight it off as much as possible, but the wet tears ran down my cheeks and dripped onto my lap. I stood up, running a hand through my hair as I paced back and forth. Gee was watching me now instead of his TV.

"I-I'm sorry," I cried. "I just, I can't forgive myself for what I did and everything I said. It's all just so appalling and if I were you I wouldn't have even let me in here. I don't deserve you because you're so nice and beautiful and just so fucking pure. You're nice to literally everyone, you give vile people like me second chances. You deserve someone so much more than anyone I can ever be."

Gee shook his head and came over to hug me.

"I only love you, daddy," he whispered. "There isn't anyone better than you. This is just a little problem like our other problems, we can get passed this too."

I wrapped my arms around him tight. Now that I've started crying, I don't think I could ever stop.

"But, daddy, aren't you still upset about your mom?" Gee asked.

"I am sad, but I'm trying to not lose you too, you're all I have left," I said.

"You weren't sad yesterday, daddy," Gee said quietly.

"What do you mean?" I asked, looking down at him in confusion.

"You were so angry yesterday," Gee whispered, he sounded like he was scared just remembering it. "You've always been very sad ever since I met you, even if you didn't know it. But yesterday you were really angry."

I pressed my forehead against his and kissed him softly.

"I won't ever do that again, little boy, I love you," I said. "And I want to run away with you."

Gee pulled back in shock and looked at me.

"Really?" He asked.

I nodded. "I just want to make things right and I wanna be with you forever."

He smiled and nodded, giving me a kiss. I felt my phone buzz in my pocket. I frowned in confusion when I saw it was from Brendon. I expected it to be from the doctors or something. However, when I clicked on it I saw it was a mass text to the whole school. Well, not the whole school but almost the whole school.

My blood ran cold when I saw it was the naked picture of Gee in the locker room.