Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Gerard lay there feeling the need to pee badly. He was depressed, no other words for it. He would snap out of it eventually but for now he was bummed.
He threw the covers back walked over and found his faithful pink pajama pants. He pulled them on, no drawstring needed to be tied these days.
He opened the door and stepped out towards the bathroom. He did his business and soon headed back for the bedroom. He wasn’t paying attention when he was stopped short with a hand to his chest.
He looked up and was face to face with Jamia. He began to feel nervous.
“Sorry, d-didn’t see you there.” He said stepping to the side only to have her step right back in front of him.
He felt a tad awkward with a side of panic.
“Look, I don’t know what the fuck you think you are going to do, but I’m going to tell your little weird ass right now you aren’t going to get Frank. He might be your fuck buddy, but he’s my husband. There is no fucking way in hell you will ever have what we have.” Jamia said stabbing her finger into Gerard’s soft chest.
He just starred to afraid to speak or move. He let her continue.
“You should have gotten rid of that thing when you had the chance. Frank doesn’t want to be tied to another man like this. You are his play thing. You always have been. I am his number one and only one. So you need to take your shit and the it inside you and leave.” Jamia said crossing her arms waiting for Gerard to speak.
Gerard just looked at her. He said nothing. He stepped around her and headed back for the bedroom. She didn’t say anymore; she didn’t need to. Gerard knew what he needed to do and what he should have done already.
Gerard went into the bedroom and changed pants and put on his shoes. It didn’t take him but a few minutes before he was packed and ready to go. He pulled out his cell and called a cab. He took his suitcase and grabbed his messenger bag. He rolled it out to the foyer of the house. He felt someone looking at him.
Of course it was her. He looked over his shoulder.
“Buh-bye.” She said with a sadistic grin on her face crossing her arms once more.
Gerard said nothing. He took his suitcase onto the porch and waited. It was freezing out. He had forgotten his gloves but he wasn’t about to return for them now. He blew in his hands as the cab pulled up.
The cabbie shoved his suitcase in the trunk and Gerard took his place in the backseat. He slumped against the cold leather trying not to think about the baby, Frank or Jamia. He looked out the fogged windows as they pulled away from the house. Frank would be pissed in one form or another. He was sure Jamia wouldn’t tell him what she did. Of course she wouldn’t, she would calmly say that Gerard decided to leave. She would know full well what she did would piss Frank off.
Gerard arrived at the hotel, again. He looked up at the brooding building and sighed. He hated hotels. The only time he liked them were if they were on tour and Frank or Lindsey was staying with him.
He trudged up the stairs, passing the people whispering to one another, when he felt his phone vibrate. He stopped pulling it from his pocket, Frank of course. His heart ached a little; he wanted to be with him. He felt so much more secure and at peace with him around in his current state. He hesitantly hit the ignore button and shoved the phone in his pocket, knowing full well this would send Frank into a fit. Frank hated nothing more than to be ignored by Gerard.
He checked in and made his way to the suite. Why he got a suite, he didn’t know. It sort of made him feel less alone if it looked like there was room for at least one more. He used to enjoy being alone. No one to interrupt his book, no one to hinder him with chit chat, no one to ask annoying question that he hated answering, but for some reason this wasn’t the case anymore.
He lay on the bed feeling too indifferent to cry. He was cried out. He had no more tears. He didn’t know how to feel.
He felt the phone vibrate again. He dug it out once more and looked at it; a text message…
Hey, wtf? Where r u? Y did u leave? Answer my call gdamit! Gerard read the words on his screen.
Again he took the phone and crammed it in his pocket, again he felt it vibrate.
This was all getting very annoying. Unknown, read the screen this time.
He rolled his eyes. He wasn’t stupid but thought he better answer the call before Frank put out an APB on him.
He pressed the answer button and put the phone to his ear letting out a deep sigh; he waited for the cursing to commence.
“Hey cutie, what’s with the heavy breathing?” Lindsey giggled.
“Oh… hey… thought you were Frank again.” Gerard said not entirely upset that it was her. He sort of missed her right now. He loved their talks. She was the female version of Frank; he hadn’t realized that until right now. She was the calm in his world of storm. When freaking, she was his voice of reason.
“What’s the matter baby? You sound really down.” Lindsey said.
Gerard paused he almost said it. He stopped himself quickly, holding his breath in the process.
“Gerard? Hello?” Lindsey asked thinking the call might have been dropped.
“I’m still here. I’m just… missing you I suppose.” Gerard said feebly, this being half right, half wrong.
“Ok how’s about this… You tell me where you are so I can call you on a land line. I think your phone’s not so hot where ever you are.” Lindsey suggested.
Gerard told her the name of the hotel and the room number. He listed off the number that was on the hotel phone in his room.
“Okie dokie, It might be a bit but I will call you back. Love you babe.” She said with a sweet little squeak.
“Love you more.” He said with very little emotion.
With that the two ended the call.
Gerard wasn’t feeling that great. He decided to take a warm bath and get in bed. He was still a bit weak.
He turned back the cool white sheets. They looked simply delicious to his tired eyes. He had zero energy these days. He didn’t even bother with clothes. He melted into the bed with one deep breath. He reached up and turned out the light. He pulled the crisp sheets over his bare skin, quickly achieving sleep.
Why the hell is Bob banging on his bass drum, he thought to himself.
He opened his eyes in the darkness and listened. He had forgotten where he was.
He heard the low thudding noise again. He began to realize it was a knocking at the door. He flipped the covers back. Disoriented he grabbed the damp towel on the floor and wrapped it around his waist.
He shook his head and tried to find the lamp. He finally made his way to the door peeking out the hole in it. He couldn’t see anything. He thought for a moment. The thudding happened again. He peered out once more trying to see who it was. He decided no one knew he was there so he opened it.
Standing there was a very pissed Frank. His armed were crossed and his foot was tapping the dark green carpeted hallway. He pursed his lips into a very sour look.
“I should have known it was you, I couldn’t see you through the peep hole.” Gerard said not really surprised by the face in front of him.
If Frank was anything it was persistent. He figured he would find him; he just didn’t think it would be tonight.
Gerard walked away from the door leaving it open for Frank to enter. He sat back down on the bed still in the towel. He wasn’t up for talking. He was beyond tired and wanted to sleep.
Frank’s demeanour softened a bit as he walked inside.
“Were you asleep or in the shower?” Frank asked confused about the towel on Gerard.
“I was asleep thank you,” Gerard smarted not at all amused by the banter between the two of them.
“Its only 8:00.” Frank said looking at his watch.
“Yeah well I feel bad and I have had a rough day.” Gerard said rubbing his temples with his fingers.
Frank didn’t say anything for a couple of minutes. The silence was deafening.
“Look did you come here for any certain reason?” Gerard knowing full well but he was tired of sitting there when he could be cosy in the bed, where he wanted to be.
“I talked to Jamia,” Frank said causing Gerard to roll his eyes dramatically.
“Yeah I bet you did.” Gerard said disinterested in her completely.
“I did and she told me what happened.” Frank said looking down at his hand where her name was written in permanent ink.
“I have never known this side of her.” Frank continued.
“Yeah well finding out a man is pregnant with your husband’s baby will do crazy things to you I guess.” Gerard said with big eyes and exaggerated hand motions.
“Can’t blame her really, if it were me I’m sure I wouldn’t be any less irritated than her.” Gerard said crossing his arms over his naked chest.
“Yeah well she still shouldn’t have told you to get out.” Frank said finally looking up at Gerard.
“It’s ok I felt bad for staying there anyway.” Gerard assured him getting up and crawling back into the bed with the towel still on.
“Well she agrees now it is good for you to stay with us. You need someone right now.” Frank stated.
“Yeah I bet she agrees. More like you told her to agree.” Gerard said looking at Frank.
“Don’t worry about me. I am going tomorrow to find a permanent place and get all my shit out of storage; that way I won’t have to stay at hotel's and Lindsey will have an actual home to come to.” Gerard tried to assure Frank.
“Speaking of storage… I put the big bin Mikey brought you in the garage. It's there whenever you want it.” Frank said.
“Oh yeah I forgot about that thing. I never did look in it did I?” Gerard asked pondering on what all could be in there.
“It’s probably a shit load of old cassettes and records if I could guess.” Gerard said thinking out loud.
“You gonna sleep in a towel?” Frank said his mind obviously other places.
“What?” Gerard asked frowning.
“You crawled in that bed with a towel on. You gonna sleep in the fucker?” Frank asked grinning slightly.
“Are you serious?” Gerard asked feeling totally betrayed.
Frank hadn’t heard a word he said really, his mind being permanently in the gutter and all.
“What? I’m only asking. I mean that can’t be all that comfortable.” Frank said adjusting himself in his snug fitting jeans.
Gerard rolled his eyes.
“Jamia’s at home. I’m sure she would be willing to give you some. She is your one and only number one you know.” Gerard said not moving from his warm spot under the covers. Frank was inching closer and closer to the side of the bed.
“I don’t want her, I want you.” Frank said.
“Well mother fucker… or I should say father fucker… you gonna have to find another fuck buddy tonight.” Gerard said pulling the covers over the slope of his shoulder and close around his neck, “I am too tired.”
Frank was right up against the side of the bed rubbing his erection with one hand. He leaned down lightly kissing Gerard’s cheek. Gerard sighed.
“Fine… a quickie then. I don’t want a full on throw down tonight.” Who was Gerard kidding? He couldn’t resist that little man.
Frank quickly dropped his pants and crawled in on the other side of Gerard. Gerard tossed the towel out from under the covers. Frank moved up against his soft ass and grabbed a hand full of it.
“Oww.” Gerard said looking slightly back at the man.
“Let me at least blow you. I feel bad getting off without you getting yours.” Frank said as he wrapped his rough fingers around Gerard’s slightly erect member.
Gerard let out a breath, “If you must then.”
“I must, I must.” Frank said with a low chuckle ducking his head beneath the covers.
Gerard grinned to himself, his eyes squinting shut.
Frank rolled him over onto his back. Gerard’s head was still above the sheets. His body was somewhat illuminated through them. He licked the head of Gerard’s ever growing hard on. This caused it to pulse. He fully took him into his mouth sucking as hard as he could almost fully pulling off him. He began a regular rhythm bobbing up and down, his eyes fixed on what was his beneath the bump. It made him want Gerard even more. It made his own cock throb. He owned a piece of Gerard and that made him hornier than anything else could.
Gerard reached up and grabbed Frank’s hair, causing the man to grimace and almost loose his place in the moment. He felt him writhe beneath him knowing Gerard was close. He flipped the covers off his head with one hand his other having wandered off to find another cause between Gerard’s cheeks.
“Oh god I’m gonna go.” Gerard said slamming Frank's head all the way down onto him.
Frank gagged a bit. Gerard took the fist full of Frank’s hair and pulled him off him completely. He spewed his semen in different directions, Frank dodging with a grin. He knew what how Gerard liked to watch it. And besides it wasn’t Frank’s favorite thing to do, swallow.
Frank just starred at Gerard as he rode out his wave of pleasure, sighing longingly.
He leaned off the bed and grabbed the towel from the floor. He gently wiped off the bump that was very visible, the low light casting a shadow, and Gerard’s thighs. He couldn’t stop starring at him. He loved him, everything about him, more and more every day.
Frank hopped up and ran to the bathroom. He quickly came back toting a small bottle in his hand.
“Makeshift lube,” Frank said flashing the small bottle of hotel lotion in front of Gerard’s tired eyes.
Gerard had pulled the sheet back over himself.
Frank crawled back under.
Gerard took his place on his knees slowly.
A loud smack was heard making Gerard jump. “Ouch.” Gerard said smiling into the mattress he was facing.
Frank giggled wasting no time before he had himself lubed up and ready to go.
It wasn’t going to take much to get him off.
He slid his member into Gerard’s well prepped hole.
Gerard simply laid his chin on his folded arms, his ass hiked in the air and waited patiently.
Frank trust into him slowly at first then quickened his pace. No sounds were being made.
“Huuuu!” Someone sucked in a gasp loudly.
Gerard and Frank both heard the gasp.
Frank stopped moving. Gerard first thought it had come from Frank.
He looked over towards the door, his face turned in horror.
It was Lindsey.
