We finished up the concert and I sighed, running a hand through my hair. I closed my eyes, tears threatening to spill. I went back to the dressing room and sighed as I sat down.

"You okay, Frank?" Evan asked.

"I don't know," I muttered. "I just miss him, I feel like he's been gone for years already."

He gave me a hug and we waited for the place to clear out before we went back out. I walked to the merch table and sighed, sitting down as I looked at Jamia sadly. She kissed my cheek gently as she smiled.

"I know how to put a smile on your face," she said. "We sold almost a hundred CDs and about fifteen vinyls."

I sniffled, wrapping my arms around her.

"I love you," I muttered.

She smiled and stood up.

"Come on, we need to get cleaned up," she said.

I helped pack the instruments into the trailer hooked up to the van. I helped next with the merch, packing everything into the buckets. They dropped me off at home and I went upstairs, stripping down to my boxers. I curled up in Gee's bed, sniffling as I hugged Sebastian and fell asleep slowly.

I woke up to the door opening and someone sighed. Jamia sat beside me and I whimpered as she ran her fingers through my hair. She kissed my forehead gently and I yawned.

"Frankie, you can't keep sleeping in his bed," she whispered.

I got up and the two of us watched tv on the couch for hours while eating snacks. My phone rang and I frowned when I saw it was Donald.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hi, uh, what do you do when Gerard throws food and refuses to shower?" He asked.

"Put him in time out for throwing food," I said. "And he doesn't like showers, he likes baths. But he can't bathe himself so one of you guys have to give him a bath."

"Oh, okay," he said.

"What were you trying to feed him?" I asked.

"Spaghetti," he said.

"No, he hates spaghetti, he thinks the noodles are icky," I said. "He loves pancakes."

I could hear screaming in the background and I can only imagine him laying on the ground throwing a fit.

"A-also, how do you stop him from throwing fits?" He asked.

"Just try cuddling him," I said.

"We tried that but he won't let us touch him, he just keeps screaming and kicking us," he said.

"You just have to let him get used to you," I said. "I mean, imagine this from his point of view. He was taken away from his home and friends to the other side of the country to live with the family that he doesn't even know. He's just scared, like a little kid going to school for the first time."

"Okay, thank you," he said. "I'm sorry, this is just a lot more difficult than we thought, we were expecting a twenty year old, not a five year old."

I listened to the screaming sadly.

"C-can I talk to him?" I asked.

There was some rustling and the screaming quieted down.

"Hey, Princess," I said softly. "How are you feeling?"

"I miss you," Gee whimpered.

"I know you do, beautiful," I said. "I miss you too, I miss you so much but you need to be a good little boy for your parents, okay? They're just trying to take care of you."

"But I only want you," he whimpered.

"I know but I can't take care of you anymore," I said quietly. "I-I have to go now."

"N-no," Gee cried.

I felt my heart shatter and I never wanted to hang up but I knew I had to. Jamia wrapped an arm around my shoulders when I hung up, kissing my cheek gently.

"Come on, you wanna go to the movies to get your mind off things?" She asked.

I shook my head, my hand going to grab the picture off the table.

"I still don't know what to do about the baby," I said. "What would you do if you were in my position?"

"If I were starting off a band just as I got someone pregnant?" She asked and I nodded. "Well, a baby would be a huge, sudden responsibility and with everything going on and that wouldn't make life any easier. The band would be taking off you would be on the road a lot doing shows and interviews and meet and greets. Babies need to be fed, like, every two hours and they need their diapers changed almost every other hour and they need to be held while their screaming and crying and they need constant attention."

I nodded, looking down sadly.

"I...I guess that I should put the baby up for adoption," I said. "It would be the best for them. They could have a financially stable two-parent household. They shouldn't have to be with some single dad who is still living off his parents financially. And they shouldn't have to live with someone who is either always away or they have to be dragged out on the road with me. They could instead be living in a nice little house with a white picket fence with two parents. They can be happy and in a stable home."

Jamia nodded, giving my hand a soft squeeze.

"I just...I just...." I trailed off, looking down at the picture sadly. "I just keep thinking about how I'm going to miss their first steps and their first words and the way their little baby hands would curl around the tip of my finger and they would just know that I would always be there to protect them."

"And you will be able to have that one day," Jamia said. "You'll have that one day when you've got your music figured out and you're married and you'll have your own little kids when the time is right when you're actually able to take care of them and spend a lot of time with them."

"I feel like it'll be forever before I meet the person that I will actually fall in love with and get married to," I said. "I never really wanted or thought about having kids before but now it's just...there's this little life that is going to be brought into the world because of me. I'm going to have a little baby born, my own child and suddenly all I could think about is children and little babies."

"I know but the baby will have the best shot being put up for adoption," she said. "There are people who have been waiting for years to have a child, they are prepared and ready. You've just figured it out, you don't even know how to take care of a baby and they've been preparing for years. The baby will be able to go to someone who loves them so much, someone who has been dreaming of having them for years."

I nodded sadly and she wrapped her arms around me.

"And then one day when you're really ready you're gonna go and have your own little babies," she said. "Maybe you can have an open adoption and they'll send you pictures at their milestones."

I nodded, tears rolling down my cheeks.

"Hey, it's gonna be okay," she whispered. "You're doing what's best for the baby."

"Th-that's what everyone keeps telling me b-but it still just hurts so much," I whimpered.

"It was pretty hard doing everything with Gee, wasn't it?" Jamia asked and I nodded. "And Gee may be really childlike but babies are still so much harder. I mean, Gee can walk and talk and go to the bathroom without you wiping his ass. It was hard trying to manage both Gee and the band and work but he could even stay home alone for twenty minutes and he can use a cell phone."

"I know...I-I can't have this baby now," I said. "It's just too busy with the band and stuff. Someone else is gonna raise my baby and they're all gonna be really happy together."

Jamia smiled softly, gently wiping my tears.

"I-it's just...I'm just losing both Gee and the baby all at once and it's just a little bit too much," I mumbled.

"I know it is," she said. "It's pretty hard on you."

I sniffled, kissing her cheek.

"I just wish that maybe Alicia wanted to keep the baby so that way I can keep the baby too," I said. "I can take care of them and love them and watch them grow and she is able to watch them while we're on the road on tour."

"Well, I'm sorry but Alicia is flaky, she just wants to keep being able to go off and have fun, she doesn't want to be tethered down to kids," Jamia said. "But you know that one day you're gonna find someone else to love who is willing to settle down and have kids with you."

"Thanks, Mia," I muttered. "I really don't think I know what I would do without you."

"Yeah and look, now I live right down the street so if you ever need me I'm a few houses away," Jamia said. "I'll be here whenever you need me in less than five minutes."

"Thank you," I mumbled.

"Now, what do you wanna do?" Jamia asked. "You really have to try and get your mind off things."

"I don't know, I just miss Gee and I don't think anything is going to make me feel better," I said.

"Gee is with his family now, I miss him so much too but he's with his family where he could be happy," Jamia said. "They missed him for nineteen years, they are finally able to have their son back."

"I know, it isn't really fair for me to keep Gee when he has a family that missed him so much," I said. "But I just miss him a lot."

I looked down sadly and she held my hand.

"It's okay, Frank, he's somewhere happier now," she said. "He's with his family who's going to be able to take care of him and love him."

I nodded my head, sniffling as I laid my head on her, slowly falling asleep.