"Are you ready, beautiful?" I asked.

Gee nodded softly and I smiled. It was our last day at school today, which had the schedule changed. We'd have three long classes, third, second, and then first hour last, while we took finals.

"Just today then the court date on Monday and it'll all be over," I mumbled. "Just you and I without anything else getting in the way."

I held his hand as we walked out. We drove to school and got out, where people were buzzing with excitement. I walked him to class and gave him a kiss.

"I'll see you later, sweetheart," I said.

English finally came, the last class of the year. We sat in the rows of desks, gee next to me and Brendon in front of me.

"I did the math and I need 246% on this final to get an A in this class," Brendon said.

I snickered while he frowned.

"It's not funny," he denied.

"It kinda is," I said.

Miss B walked around passing out papers onto everyone's desks.

"Well, what do you need to get an A in this class?" Brendon asked.

"Tests are out, no talking, people are working," Miss B announced.

"I need 137% to get an A," I said.

"In other words, don't be a douche," Miss B said, looking at Brendon and I.

Brendon sat forward and I looked down at the thick packet on my desk. We worked silently until it finally ended. The bell rang as people shouted and swarmed the halls.

"Meet us at the arcade!" Brendon shouted as we walked out.

I swung our hands back and forth as I smiled. Gee still looked a little sad and I frowned in confusion.

"What's wrong, beautiful?" I asked as we got into the car.

"I'm not graduating," he mumbled. "I have to repeat senior year again."

"Oh, well that's okay, baby, at least you won't have to go to a college where it's even harder," I said.

"But then I'm gonna be here living alone with Mikey while you're off in New York," Gee muttered.

"Baby, you don't think you're staying here, do you?" I asked.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"Sweetheart, I want you to come to New York with me," I said.

His face lit up for the first time I've seen in days.

"Really?" He asked.

"Yeah, we can enroll you into a high school in Brooklyn," I said. "I'll have to live on campus for freshman year but we can get an apartment for you and I'll stay over all the time and it'll be just perfect."

"I love you," Gee said.

I smiled, kissing his cheek.

"How about tomorrow we drive up to New York tomorrow and look at apartments?" I suggested.

Gee gave a small smile. "That sounds really fun, daddy."

"Is this why you've been so down?" I asked.

He nodded softly. "W-With my dad and the end of school, I-I just kept thinking about how you're gonna l-leave me here."

"Baby, I'm not gonna leave you," I denied. "I promise you, we will get you enrolled into a high school in New York and you'll have so much fun there, you'll get to start over again and meet new people and have new friends."

Gee gave a small smile and nodded. I leaned over and gave him a kiss as I started driving out of the quickly thinning parking lot. We got to the arcade where the others were already there. We sat down and Gee looked giddy.

"You're excited," Jamia remarked.

"Frankie is letting me go to New York with him," Gee said.

"Oh really?" Jamia asked in shock. "That's great! Oh, you're gonna have so much fun there!"

"Y-you think?" Gee asked.

Jamia nodded and hugged him. I smiled as the two talked and I looked at the others.

"It's finally over," I said. "High school is done and I can finally go to university, I've been wanting to go to college for so long."

"We're done," Brendon said.

"Okay, Gee, I declare a rematch on Space Invaders," Pete said.

Gee giggled softly and nodded. I smiled and watched Gee as he went off with Pete.

"Why's Gee wearing a long sleeve?" Jamia asked. "It's summer, it's hot."

"Oh, I don't know, I think he just likes long sleeves," I lied.

"Boy must be burning up," Patrick said.

I looked at the long sleeve dark blue dress he was wearing and frowned slightly. He wasn't wearing the bandages anymore, but the cuts haven't yet faded.

I grabbed a slice of the pizza in front of me. The others talked while I glanced over at Gee every now and then. He was so pretty and special.

"Is he gonna live on campus with you?" Brendon asked.

"Gee isn't allowed to," Patrick said.

"No, he's getting an apartment," I said. "I'll stay with him there a lot too."

"He really likes you," Jamia said.

I smiled, looking at Gee and Pete playing together.

"I love him," I mumbled.

The door chimed as it opened and Mikey walked in.

"Oh my god, finally, someone told me I'd find you here," he said. "The apartment is locked and I can't get in."

"Well, that sucks for you," I said.

"But I need to get my cocaine and my bong," Mikey said.

The others eyes widened as they looked at him.

"Or you could just not do drugs," I suggested instead.

"But I need them," he said.

"Well, you're gonna have to wait until I get home," I said.

"No, you're gonna let me in now," Mikey stated.

I stood up and raised an eyebrow.

"You're gonna fucking wait," I said.

"Just give me the key," he said.

"No, I don't trust you," I denied.

"C'mon, man, just lay up and give it to me," Mikey said, growing more and more frustrated.

"No, I can't give you my key," I denied.

"Why do you have to be like this?!" He shouted, grabbing me by the collar.

I saw Gee hurry over, a scared look on his face. Oh god, he was finally starting to look happy again and not scared anymore. Fuck Mikey.

"M-Mikey, what are you doing to Frankie?" He asked worriedly. "P-please don't hurt me."

"Oh fuck off," Mikey spat, pushing Gee.

Gee fell back, hitting his head on an arcade game. That's when people gasped and I pushed Mikey. I'm sure it would've escalated into a fully fight but James rushed over.

"You need to leave," James ordered to Mikey.

Mikey glared at me as he turned and stormed out. I rushed over to Gee, who was crying and holding his head in pain.

"I'll get an ice pack," James said.

I pulled him into my lap, kissing the injured part of his head greatly. It wasn't bleeding but there'd probably be a knot on his head.

"H-hurts," he whimpered.

"I know, baby," I whispered.

James handed me the ice pack and I pressed it against his head gently.

"Need anything else?" He asked.

"No, we're good, thanks," I said.

"Call me if you need anything," James said, smiling as he walked away.

I looked at Gee, giving him a soft kiss as he sniffled.

"You'll be fine, sweetheart, it's not bad," I whispered reassuringly.

"Who the hell was that?" Jamia asked.

"M-my baby brother," Gee said quietly.

I wrapped my arms around him as he held the ice pack up himself. He leaned up close to my ear so the others couldn't hear.

"I-I wanna go home, daddy," he whispered.

I smiled and nodded.

"Well, we're gonna get home, if I'm not there Mikey's probably gonna break the door down," I said.

I made sure to not say anything to make it seem like Gee wanted to leave, I figured he wouldn't want that shared.

"Alright, well, feel better, Gee," Jamia said. "Call me too, we should hang out one day."

Gee nodded slowly and I smiled up at her. Other people said goodbye as I stood up, carrying Gee out to the car. We drove away quietly, getting back to our house where I saw Mikey about to throw a rock through the little window in my door. I ran out grabbing the rock. I unlocked the door and he pushed passed me into the apartment. I grabbed Gee's hand as I followed him. He threw a couple things he wanted into a bag and I glared at him as I crossed my arms.

"You should just pack the rest of your shit up too," I stated.

"What are you talking about?" He asked.

"I want you out," I said.

Mikey looked at Gerard with a raised eyebrow. "You're gonna let him kick me out?"

Gee whimpered and held onto my hand, stepping behind me a little bit.

"Are you fucking kidding me, Gee?" Mikey asked. "I'm your brother."

Gee hugged me tight as he cried. "I-I'm sorry."

I stroked his hair gently as I glared at Mikey.

"You can leave now," I said. "Either go now and stay with one of your druggie friends or let the government step in and send you to a foster home."

"This is child neglect, Gee is 18, he can get charged with child neglect," Mikey said.

"Leave," I ordered.

Mikey glared, grabbing all his stuff and heading out the door. Gee watched his car from the window drive away, a sad look on his face.

"My whole family is gone now," he whispered.

"You don't need them, beautiful," I said.

Gee nodded softly, still looking sad as he glanced at the window again.

"What if Mikes gets hurt?" He asked.

I kissed his forehead, holding the ice pack to his head.

"Gee, how about we go start looking at apartments online?" I suggested.

Gee's eyes lit up and I smiled, pulling him to the bedroom. We sat on my bed as I opened up my laptop. Gee put his paci into his mouth, laying on his stomach beside me.

"What kind do you like?" I asked.

"I don't really care," he said quietly. "As long as it's not, like, run down."

I snickered, looking back at the screen.

"We only need one bedroom so that shouldn't be too hard to find," I said.

I looked through the apartments, the cheaper ones but, as Gee said, not completely run down. I clicked on one and smiled.

"Oh, this one looks pretty nice," I said. "It's only twenty minutes from campus, too. What do you think?"

I didn't hear a response and I looked over in confusion. Gee had fallen asleep, ice pack balancing on his head. I smiled, kissing his forehead as I tucked him into the bed.