If I Love You, Why Do I Keep Getting Hurt?

Frank’s P.O.V

“Gerard?” I asked, dazed, even though I was pretty sure it was him. Concussion probably.

“Yeah Frankie, I’m right here baby.” he said sweetly, kissing my cheek lightly.

“Where –where’s Bert?” I mumbled, worried he might come back.

“Gone; Frankie baby I’m so sorry I didn’t mean for you to get hurt, I didn’t know Bert was that bad.”

“I did, I always did. I hated him for loads of reasons y’know.”

“What were they?” He asked me curiously, cocking his head to one side. He looked so cute, but I was still unsure about telling him.

Gerard’s P.O.V

I really hate Bert right now, and I can think of nothing better than to hear all the reasons why Frank, the love of my life, hates him.

“Please tell me Frankie,” I whined, kissing his cheek again.

“Ok, how could anyone resist those puppy dog eyes?” he said playfully. Yes, another point for the puppy dog eyes.
“Ok, in a list of twenty;

1. He drank too much.
2. He made you drink too.
3. He got you into drugs.
4. He hit you.
5. He hit me.
6. He tried to break our band apart.
7. He always called me a midget.
8. He looks like a hobo.
9. He thinks his band is better then ours.
10. He calls you stupid names.
11. He treats you real badly.
12. He called you a bitch.
13. He called me a bitch.
14. He doesn’t like our music.
15. He always took you away from us.
16. He got jealous anytime you talked to another guy.
17. He made you feel worthless.
18. He never liked any of us.
19. He wouldn’t ever leave us alone.
20. He had you and I didn’t.”

Wait one second, what was that last one?