I'm the Last One That You'll Ever Remember

Frank reacted like he had been shot in the stomach with a shotgun the way he jerked back at the sight of Poison revealing himself to being Gerard Way, the babysitter, and his ex-boyfriend! The sobs that wracked from within his small body were too powerful and heart wrenching to come from him alone, and Gerard wanted to believe the sight before him to be a dramatic figment of his imagination, but the intensity only continued forcing him to face the fact that he broke Frank further than he thought he could. Instantly, he softened at the sight of his emotionally crippling lover. It had all come down to this very moment, their first meeting, the kidnapping, the lovemaking, the falling in love…it was all hurtling down to this very instant in time.

“Baby, don-” Gerard had stepped over to Frank to give him his strength with an outstretched hand but was cut off when the young man violently and unexpectedly slapped him across the face. Gerard's head had snapped to the left in the blink of an eye, but other than that he didn’t really move. His pale cheek turned red from where it stung from the harsh blow but other than that no one walking in would have been able to detect the viscous attack.

“DON’T!” Frank wailed at him from where he stood before the giant he slapped. His hands stung from the contact that he put all of his strength into slapping his lover, kidnapper, rapist, and ex-boyfriend all in one. He was beyond furious, beyond heartbroken, beyond any emotion he’d ever felt before. All this time he had been betrayed by the man he was insanely in love with. All this damn time… “DON’T YOU DARE FUCKING SAY ANOTHER GODDAMN WORD, DO YOU HEAR ME!?”

Feeling like he was suffocating under all the remorse he was being buried in, Gerard obediently kept his mouth shut as he slowly turned his head back around to stare down at his lover, the red mark on his cheek now hiding beneath his cherry red hair.

“All this time…ALL THIS TIME YOU WERE POISON!? THE MAN THAT KIDNAPPED ME AND RAPED ME!?” Frank screamed up in his face, tears streaming at an alarming quantity and speed down his cheeks from his bloodshot eyes. Reaching up with both hands, he brutally shoved Gerard back in retaliation of all the lies and rage he’s been put through. “YOU?! THE MAN WHO WAS MY ONLY FRIEND AND BABYSAT MY FUCKING KIDS!? YOU, GERARD, YOU!?”

Frank had so much to say to his deceiving lover, probably more than what a person could say in an entire lifetime! But words felt like the worse invention to be able to formulate what he really felt in this moment, and so he opted for a more physical and well-deserving punishment. It was time to make Gerard, or Poison, or whatever his real name was pay! Without a mention of warning, Frank began to lash out at his kidnapper with his fists as fast and as hard as he could in hopes that he’d cause enough damage that could equate to the casualties done to his own heart after all these years by this man’s own hands. He wasn't aiming anywhere specifically just so long as it reached his only target that was the bastard that betrayed him. “YOU SONOFABITCH, HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME!? HOW COULD YOU STOMACH BEING AROUND ME ALL THE WHILE KNOWING ALL THE PAIN AND SUFFERING MY FAMILY AND I HAVE BEEN THROUGH SINCE YOUR ASS KIDNAPPED ME!? I TRUST YOU, GERARD, I FUCKING TRUSTED YOU!”

Gerard didn’t try to defend himself or shield himself from the blows whether they were coming for his face or his chest. He took his punishment knowing full well it didn’t merit to the agony he put his lover through. In hopes that it would, he stood there and allowed Frank to do his worst. After awhile a strange sensation started to warm his heart that Gerard only recognized as his love for Frank Iero. It felt like it was...growing? Biting back a smirk at that discovery, he couldn’t help but wonder if he was falling deeper in love with Frank with every harsh swung against his body due to the pain slowly rising to the surface. If so this wasn’t the right time for that to be announced at the moment.

“I TRUSTED YOU, YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE! BUT YOU’RE NOTHING MORE THAN A MONSTER THAT DESTROYS FAMILY AND HEARTS! YOU’VE ALREADY DESTROYED MINE…” Frank cut off as his fury began to sink under the waves of despair. His sobs refused to be held back, and so with a loud cry he surrendered to the wailing by slithering down towards the floor in defeat.

“Frankie!” The moment Gerard saw the transition in emotions from livid violence to heartbreaking agony, Frank was collapsing to the floor. Reaching out in record time, he caught him in his arms and kept him tightly against his length. The boy was too weak to do anything at the moment but wail his heart out, so Gerard took that time to wipe as many tears from his drenched cheeks as he could. “Shh, it’s going to be now, I promise you. Don’t cry, lo-”

As if all it took was getting a response out of Gerard, Frank regain his strength and animosity back enough to thrust him off him. “NO! YOU GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME! DON’T YOU DARE EVER PUT YOUR HANDS ON ME EVER AGAIN!”

Gerard’s slightly remorseful face twisted into great sadness at his threat, but his reaction wasn’t enough to quench Frank’s rampage. With a stern finger in finality, he pointed it towards the back door from within the kitchen. “Get out, Gerard!”

Shocked drained the blood from Gerard’s face at his order before it conformed into confusion. Was Frank…rejecting him? No, that couldn’t be! He was supposed to walk back into Frank’s life and be welcomed with open arms after he was done getting yelled at for an hour or two! The shouting has stopped so…why was he being asked to leave? Unprepared for this outcome, Gerard stepped forward with both arms outstretched towards Frank. Now he was the one in need of some comfort and was seeking it out from the only person he ever needed it from. “Frank, I…”

“I SAID NO!” Frank shouted before spinning around to go into the kitchen where his knife block was. He grabbed a hold of the handle of the biggest one and slide it out before returning to Gerard. If he wasn’t going to take ‘no’ for an answer, Frank would make sure he would. There was no going back now! There was no stopping this from happening! Either Gerard left, or Frank would make him. Lifting the blade up until the tip was pointed directly at his lover’s chest, Frank demanded him again. “Now, get the hell out of my house OR ELSE!”

Gerard halted the second the blade was pointed right at his chest. His light brown eyes had dropped to the blade before slowing rising to the hazel eyes he was still madly in love with that were filled with nothing but hatred for him at present. “You already know I can’t...”

“Don’t give me that bullshit, Gerard!” Frank snapped, his eyes endlessly spilling tears as he glared at him. “I can’t do this shit anymore! I’m not going to keep playing by your stupid fucked up games. My god, I don’t know a damn thing about you and yet we have three fucking kids together and one already on the fucking way!”

At the reminder of being a father for the fourth time though he only just found out tonight he had already fathered the other three, his face twisted back into awe as his eyes dropped to Frank’s flat belly. One would think he totally forgot about the fourth one by his next response. “Another one on the way…y-you’re carrying my fourth child?”

Clearly, Gerard was having difficulty grasping the fact that he impregnated another man four times in a row. Frank couldn’t blame him for that though, it wasn’t like it was a common occurrence among men anyway. “Yes, I’m pregnant again just like the documents said I am!”

With his eyes glued to his belly, Gerard tilted his head in complete wonder as his hands itched at his sides to reach out and touch it the soft skin.

“Hey!” Frank called, jerking the knife in Gerard’s direction to regain his attention back to him. “Don’t you even fucking think about it! My kids aren’t going to have anything to do with you. They deserve to have a stable father that is always there for them and puts them first, not some stranger that gets their mother knocked up and then leaves him to struggles raising their kids alone on his own!”

“I see…” Gerard wanted to argue that it hadn’t been his fault he couldn’t be there to raise his kids because he hadn’t known Frank had a working womb, but he didn’t. He understood what Frank was saying, and because he was pregnant with their fourth child, Gerard didn’t want to stress him out even further than he already has. Hell, it was a miracle alone that the other three children had made it without complications what with all the trauma he's put the kid through.

Gerard turned his head towards the backdoor Frank demanded he leave out of, wanting to appear as if he was seriously considering on walking out when really he wasn’t about to do anything like that to his new-found family ever again. He paused for a few minutes before slowly stepping towards the front door. This meant he had to walk by Frank who appeared to have taken the bait in believing that he was departing and let his guard down enough for Gerard to get the upper hand. As he past by him, Gerard abruptly turned around to reached out and grab a hold of the knife in Frank’s hand.

Frank’s eyes widen in surprise at his surprise attack. “GERARD, NO! STOP!”

Masterfully, Gerard disarms Frank before he could get a hold of his knife again. He tossed the knife over his shoulder, listening to it impale into the wall as Frank opened his mouth to let out a scream for help. Leaning forward, he muffle the beginnings of his alert with his own lips.

Frank fought as he always did, his fists lashing out again, but even by now he should have known he couldn’t win. The moment their lips pressed together, the despair, the frustrations, and the fight within Frank began to drain as his body turned itself against him and melted like puddy in Gerard’s arms. All there was left of his defiance was the tears still streaming from his eyes.

Gerard broke the kiss once he knew full well that Frank wouldn’t scream again. Instead, the boy began to breakdown and weep. Lifting his defeat lover in his arms, Gerard carried him up the stairs to one of the guests bedroom, all the while kissing his tears away and whispering words of ease as if what he had put him through all these years wasn’t something worthy of hating him for anymore. “That’s enough, baby, I’m here for you now. There’s no need to cry anymore.”

Frank didn’t argue with him or fight back. Lying limp in his arms in surrender, he allowed his kidnapper and baby daddy to carry him into one of his guest rooms and close the door behind him. Somewhere along the way of his removing his clothes, Frank took the chance to fight his lover back again which only ended up turning Gerard on more. That entire night they fought for dominance, Gerard because he was naturally always the dominant one, and Frank because he wanted to get back at him in any way he could for once again winning a battle he was never allowed to win.