F. Iero - Home

                                    

                                          
| written in 2nd person's point of view. Hope you don't mind |
                          
"Frankie?" you yawned, feeling the other side of the bed empty. You opened your eyes, seeing that your husband wasn't there.
                          
You stretched and looked at the clock in the nightstand. 2:56 AM
                          
With tired eyes, you pushed yourself out of the bed and walked towards the door. 
                          
You heard soft whispers and singing in Jackariee's room. You walked towards it and gently opened the door, enough for your head to peak in.
                          
Frank was sitting in a chair with his newborn in his arms, cradling her to sleep. 
                          
A smile grew on your lips. 
                          
You walked towards Frank and kissed his forehead, Frank looked up to you and smiled.
                          
"She's so tiny" he whispered. 
                          
Frank was on tour with his band for a couple of months after Jackariee was born. You always had skype calls but this was nothing compared to it. 
                          
"She's so beautiful too" he added, stroking Jackariee's cheek. Frank looks up to you and smiled, "she has your eyes, you know"
                          
You giggled and twirl Frank's hair within your fingers. "Yeah but she definitely looks like you, babe" 
                          
Frank chuckled and Jackariee opened her eyes. The shade of e/c greeting the both of you.
                          
"Hi, Jacky" Frank said, smiling at his baby. Jackariee giggled and looked at you.
                          
"Hi baby" you whispered, booping her nose. She giggled and fluttered her eyes. 
                          
"Damn, she does look like me" Frank whispered to you. You laughed and kissed his cheek.
                          
"Welcome home, Frankie"










                          
| GUESS WHO'S BACK? anyways, sorry for the lack of chapters I'm going through this sickness called writer's block and would you be a dear to kindly leave me requests pretty please? :< 
                          
that's all for today. 
                          
Stay Alive, my beautiful nuggets |