This Road Only Has One Possible Ending

We Drank All Your Alcohol and Fucked in Your Bed

I usually do this at the end of the chapter but this is something y'all should know before reading this chapter: trigger warning for mentions of self harm & mentions of child abuse, so that's important. That's it for now.

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Gerard was supposed to be home by now, wasn't he? He said he would be home before eight in the morning. Where was he? Mikey knew that he had spent the night at his boyfriends house, Mikey also knew Gerard said he'd be home by eight, which he wasn't, it was actually closer to noon. One thing Mikey didn't know was, basically anything about Gerard's boyfriend at all. At least his mother wasn't home, she's wasn't screaming at him about how it was his fault that Gerard wasn't home. She wasn't there to slap Gerard across the face, because he got home late. She was on a business trip and she wouldn't be home till next Sunday.

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"Frankie, you're so fucking adorable," Gerard said smiling like an idiot, reaching to play with Franks messy black hair. Frank was laying on Gerard's chest, looking up at the ceiling.

Frank sighed, "I'm not adorable, Gee."

"Yes, you are, Frankie don't lie," Gerard said, moving his hand down to caress Frank's cheek. In Gerard's opinion, Frank was literally the cutest thing on the planet earth.

Gerard felt Frank suddenly grip his wrist, "Frankie."

"Gerard...Don't do that to yourself," Frank's voice sounded worried and agitated.

"Do what?" Gerard asked, hoping that Frank wasn't referring to what Gerard thought he was.

"Don't fucking hurt yourself, what the fuck did you think I was talking about? The scars on your arm are anything but discreet," Frank kept his voice calm and unwavering, but Gerard was sure if he could see Frank's face he would see tears starting to leak from his eyes.

"Frank, y-you don't understand." Gerard could feel tears welling up in his eyes.

Frank turned so he was looking Gerard in the eyes and sat up, his face flushed red. "Really? I don't understand? I sure as hell understand better than you think I do! I have scars of my own, I know what it's like to lose all hope in every thing and everyone! My parents died when I was five!" Tears were rushing down Frank's face and his breathing seemed to quicken.

"Frankie," Gerard almost pleaded. "Frankie, we'll be okay...I promise you," Gerard tried to keep his voice as calm as possible, taking Frank's hands in his own.

"Gerard, you should leave," Frank whispered, getting up and pulling his shirt on.

Gerard got up, put his shirt back on and left.

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Kellin found himself sitting in Vic's wreck of a car and the silence was getting to the point where it was unbearably awkward. "So," Kellin started. "What happened to your car? it's kinda a wreck."

"That's a long story, that includes me crashing into a building, but that's okay because it's still drivable," Vic responded, a smile forming on his face. "It's not even my car, actually.

Kellin began to feel a bit uncomfortable. He guessed that it was probably normal to feel that way in situations like this. "It's my brother's, if you were wondering," Vic turned to look at Kellin, taking his eyes off the road longer than he should've. Thankfully this time Vic didn't crash into any buildings, but he did almost run a red light.

By the time they made it to Kellin's house rain started to pour down, Kellin got out of the car and Vic followed. "So, I'll walk you to your door i guess," Said Vic, as they walked up to Kellin's doorstep, "Or is their some crazy ass, strict parents in that house?" Vic asked, taking Kellin's hand and squeezing it reassuringly. Which Kellin did find reassuring and squeezed back.

"Nah, it's just me and my dad, who would be strict, but he's away on a business trip," Kellin answered, "And, uh, see ya later...I hope," He added, they now stood right in front of Kellin's front door, still holding hands.

"Text me," Vic smiled, pulling a sharpie out the back pocket of his jeans and scribbled his phone number on the back of Kellin's hand. Kellin leaned down and kissed the tip of Vic's nose.

"I think you're my favorite Mexican gang member," Muttered Kellin, pulling Vic closer.

"How many Mexican gang members do you know?" Asked Vic, placing his arms around Kellin's waist.

"You," Kellin whispered.

"And out of all those Mexicans, I'm your favorite," Whispered Vic in mock surprise.

"Yeah," Kellin leaned in to kiss Vic again, this time on the lips. The kiss was passionate and Vic was kissing back. Time was forgotten, whether the kiss lasted a minute or an hour, it didn't matter, all that mattered to Kellin was that they had each other. The kiss was only broken when they both realized that breathing was an essential part of survival.

Kellin and Vic stood in front of Kellin's front door, their foreheads just barely touching, staring into each other's eyes, ignoring the rain pouring down on them. "Break it up love birds," Came Alex's voice out of nowhere.

Kellin and Vic whipped around to see Jack and Alex standing in the doorway. "What the fuck, guys?" Demanded Kellin.

"Well, you told us you were going to be home alone this weekend so me and jack were gonna bring you some beer and shit...cuz Jack knows these guys named Rian and Zack, who can get stuff like that and then." Alex said his voice was slightly slurred.

"And then, what?" Kellin was imaging all the possible things that could go wrong in that situation.

"And we knew that you were at a party that night, so we thought 'why not surprise you in the morning' so we got here two hours agoish...to your house and the door was unlocked so we just walked in, but you weren't here we waited for you, but you never came. We got really bored of waiting so we drank all the alcohol and fucked in your bed!" Finished Jack with a stupid little grin on his face.

"Then, we saw you making out with this random Mexican guy so we came down here to say hi, HI!" Added Alex. In that moment Kellin really wished he could be any where but there.

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That last scene was hella fun to write, also I feel like the chapter titles are getting better with each chapter.

I'm sorry if my editing sucks I got really lazy with that part, it'll be better next time. Hey, at least I know when to start new paragraphs. I've read fics where they almost never change paragraphs...you realize every time someone different talks it's a new paragraph right? (Apparently not)

Anyways if y'all could vote and leave comments/feedback that would be great

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