Hell-Bent On Slipping Away

Prologue

So this is my new fic. It's my first full-length Frerard, so this is going to be an adventure for all of this. I'm still in the editing process as of now, but I'll try to update once a week. :)

I'd love to hear your feedback on the first part. I know it's short but I still hope you like it.

Enjoy! <3<3

-cady

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"A single rose can be my garden... a single friend, my world." -Leo Buscaglia

Frank felt himself being hurled into the dumpster behind the school, landing on a garbage bag full of who-knows-what. He didn't dare to open his eyes, but his nose wasn't quite as lucky. He heard snickering from outside the metal trash heap. The eighth graders were calling him names and taunting him, telling him to come outside and get another beating. Frank couldn't move if he wanted to. Eyes still squeezed shut, he heard the sound of a door opening, followed by an administrator telling them to get off of the school property. The older boys left.

Frank could hear the administrator go back inside without checking the dumpster for skinny sixth grade boys. He then sat up, noticing the pain that engulfed his body, and leaned against the wall of the dumpster, figuring out what next to do. Frank must have fallen asleep or become unconscious, because suddenly there was another boy sitting across from him. He had black hair to his chin and was dressed fully in the same color, from what Frank could see in the dark. He was noticeably older as well, probably the same age as the boys who threw Frank into the dumpster.

Gaining the strength to speak, Frank said, "Did they throw you in here too?"

The boy smiled. "No," he said kindly. "You just look like you were lonely." Frank smiled too, more relieved than confused.

"I'm Gerard," the boy said, and offered his hand.

"Frank," said Frank, who leaned toward Gerard and accepted the handshake. The pair just rested there for a while, not bothering to move or even converse. The whole situation was odd, two boys enjoying each other's company in a dumpster behind a Catholic school, but oddly comforting to Frank. And that was the beginning of a very strange friendship.