“Gerard Way,” Pete said, sounding irritated.
“No!” I shouted, pushing him away.
He grabbed me and I cried, trying to push him away.
“Gerard, take a f*****g nap,” he said.
“No!” I screamed. “I want daddy!”
“He's resting right now,” Pete said. “Come on, stop being difficult.”
I pushed him away and ran downstairs. I ran to the basement where Frank was laying.
“Daddy!” I cried.
“Baby, what's the matter?” He asked.
“Gee won't take a nap,” Pete stated.
“I don't want Pete, I want you, daddy,” I cried.
“Gee, babydoll, I asked Pete to take care of you and make sure you nap because he told me you weren't sleeping very well lately,” Frank said. “You have to listen to him.”
I whimpered and shook my head.
“I will have him take away your toys or tv time,” he said.
I whimpered an
