Gerard sat uncomfortably watching Frank, not really facing him, but he could feel franks eyes boring into the side of him.
"Why do you keep staring at me?" Gerard asked, turning to stare back at him,finally reaching a breaking point.
"How exactly did I know you?" Frank asks. Gerard stiffened at the question, his mind reeling for ways to somehow avoid this question.
"There are random flash backs that I can't really make out. I'm just curious." Frank said with a slight smirk. Frank was playing him. Playing some sort of sick game to get under Gerard's skin.
"We were friends." Gerard responded.
"Uhu sure, "friends.""
Gerard froze and locked his eyes on Franks, a small evil grin dancing across Franks lips.
"Thought you didn't remember me." Gerard said crossing his arms.
"I recall I said vaguely." Gerard's eyes narrowed.
Fine if he wants to play, let's play.
"Why the sudden interest? I thought you wanted nothing to do with the killjoys, and if you're regaining memory, it means that you're thinking about it."
"I'm curious. Though, I suppose curiosity killed the cat, nevermind then." Frank said with an annoying playful voice. It was Gerard's turn to smirk.
"But it was satisfaction that brought it back, you know."
"Are you suggesting that I inquire about my past relationship with you?"
"I'm saying that I know you want to know."
"Eh."
The truth was that Frank desperatly wanted to know. To make sure that the visions he had been having weren't true. He needed them to just be some sick dream, that he didn't really love Gerard. I can't love him. He's not...pure. This man is a dangerous threat to everything I love...or think I do. No stop it, Battery City is your home, don't you dare start doubting that. God what are these guys doing to me?
"Look, Frank, even though you don't know me, I know you. Even evil you is a terrible liar. If you have a question, I'll answer it, but it has to be a question. I'm not going to out up with your games, got that?" Gerard's smirk had turned into a serious, "I mean business" look, that Frank would have laughed at if he hadn't been so intrigued. Frank could only blink at him.
"You make it sound like we were pretty close."
"We were. Best friends actually. Not that you would care."
...Do I?
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My Chemical Ferard
De TodoFrank Iero is a crow for BLi (proudly so) bad his lives couldn't get any better. Having no memory of ever being with the killjoys, he adapts well to civilian life. At least, until Party Poison crashes back into his life riding on a spaceship with a...
