hello its been a while and i want to give a massive thanks to everyone who has read this over the past couple of months. i appreciate you all so much and thank you for you continued support, i wanted to take a break from writing this to finish some other stories, but i promise that i'm back now and here is a super long ( practically 4k) SUPer heart warming (breaking) part (it may be a lil sad but it's no dream chapter if you know what i mean) to make up for it, thank you for 2.3k plus reads! i love you all!
(also per a special comment and request: all 5 of Frank's dogs will make a cameo in this chapter)
-xoxo lola, happy reading and happy holidays
"Hi! You've reached Gee Way's voicemail! If you're listening to this it means that I can't come to the phone right now, but please leave a message after the beep!"... Beeep.
"Hey Gee, it's me...Frank, and I know that I, literally, just saw you yesterday, and it was kind of a catastrophe but not really because you kissed me...all that's beside the point," he drew in a ragged breath, "I'm throwing this party tonight and I was wondering if you wanted to help me move furniture and shit and hang out before everyone gets here...also this is an invitation to the party," he groaned in sheer annoyance of his limited communication skills, "This is dumb. Sorry for bothering you Gee, bye."
It was midafternoon on Saturday and Frank was talking to Gee's voicemail. This was maybe the bazillionth time he'd tried to leave his crush a normal sounding recording.
An aggravated Frank (gently) threw his phone across his room and fell face first on his mattress. "Guess who's not bringing a date or getting help to set up for his own party? This guy!"
Mr. and Mrs. Iero left early that morning on a weekend anniversary get away and figured it would be okay to leave three teenage boys (with and five dogs) alone to their own devices. They were terribly mistaken. Bert and Bob, along with a reluctant Frank, thought it would be a great idea to throw an insane house party while they were gone. The only reason Frank went along with the whole plan was because it created yet another opportunity to spend time with Gee.
On Friday night after Gee left, when things began to get heated between her and Bert, Frank pushed the stepbrothers for more info on Gee. They dodged all of Frank's highly detailed questions about the mysterious Gee like bullets in the Matrix (or through a flock of doves, whatever floats your boat.) The deeds were commendable, protecting the girl they treated less than human was a huge step in the right direction, however, Frank was pretty pissed at how hot and cold the duo could act. It was a constant toss up between ruining someone's life, or defending their honor.
Frank closed the front door to his home and slid down it like the melodramatic teen he was.
"Gee kissed me, Gee kissed me, Gee kissed me, Gee kissed me," was the mantra running through his mind. Three different words came together in a sentence that was so mind numbingly scary and terrific that Frank never thought it would exist. Well, he was wrong about that. Frank turned out to be wrong about a lot of things.
"Contrary to popular belief, pal, the door is not a resting place," Bob commented, looking down at the boy who was still slouched on the floor.
With a helpful hand from the blond, Frank heaved himself up off the ground.
"Gee kissed me," he had this kind of dopey look on his face. Bob had seen that same expression before on Bert's face when he and Gee were messing around. He didn't mention it to Frank.
"Tell me more about Gee." It wasn't a demand, but the question still had an air of urgency about it.
"...what about her?"
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