Confused

When I'm Gone

When Bert finally let me go, Gerard wasn't there anymore.

Where could he be? What if he did something stupid? Will he tell the other guys? Will he go back to Eliza? What will happen between us? What will happen to the band?

"Frank? Are you okay?"

Jepha and Bert were next to me, soaked in the rain.

"Y..yeah...I'm just gonna go home."

"Sure?"

"Yup...thanks for everything guys."

"Okay. Bye Frankie boy."

Jepha helped me up while Bert handed me bags and boxes that had my name on them.

"Happy birthday skittle."

I walked over to the car and loaded the bags into the trunk then I noticed a bag that didn't have my name. I peeked inside and saw a bunch of notebooks and sketchpads. I took the bag, closed the trunk and went in my car.

Opening the gift, I saw all the notebooks and sketchpads were filled with poetry, drawings and pictures. Then a small sheet of paper fell from the back of a picture.

Frank,
Happy birthday. We all love you
but sshh....I love you more...☺
♥XoX Gee