What He Doesn't Know

LynZ was going back to Jersey today, so before tonights concert, I went down with her to the airport to drop her off. She seemed distant and distracted. That was fine with me, she was a nice girl but now after spending so much time with her I wanted her out. So now I could be free with Frank and fuck his brains out to rid my mind about that bandit living inside LynZ. That fucking bandit took my life! When it's born that will be its name. It robbed LynZ and my life away and crashed it to the ground. I heaved a heavy sigh when the cab pulled up to the side of the curb in front of the airline we wanted. I got the bags since the driver was Frank sized and couldn't handle them. I paid him and brought LynZs bags in for her since she was 'too fragile' she claimed. She was like a week pregnant and already she was making excuses. Its as if she wanted the baby-

"Gerard, what am I going to do?" she whispered and grabbed the front of my leather jacket. She was going to start a scene... I did not need a billion fan girls coming after me without Worm our body guard to shield me.

"Tell no one and lift a lot of heavy objects. Drink alcohol and for God sakes, keep up your smoking." I said sarcastically.

"What about the heroin...?" she whispered so only I could hear. I reeled back in surprise. She just shrugged her shoulders and smiled lightly. A fucking joke, not funny. I went through that shit. I'll tell her later.

She got her ticket and I walked her to the gate. I looked at her and she looked at me. She leaned in and was ready to kiss me but I pulled back and looked at her sternly. She paused and looked away biting her lip. A small apology escaped her. We settled on a handshake and before she left I bitterly whispered in her ear;

"I don't love you. I don't want this kid. I will only help you because it's how I was brought up. I in no way want you. I'm in love with Frank." and I meant every word.