blood,drugs and suicide. (frerard)

The rumors

I had to drag frank by his shoulders into school, after all he was in still agony. I trumped into school feeling humiliated and lonely. My boyfriend was still unconsious, what if someone saw me carry a limp body of the well known midget boy? What if they knew I was gay? What if they concluded that i already fucked frank? So many thoughts went through my head.
Frank finally woke up from his long sleep, we sat in the medical room waiting for the nurse to check frank was okay then we left. "Ugh I feel so let down by everything!" Frank muttered under his croaky breath.
"What lesson do we have next gee?" Frank quietly asked. I looked at my timetable, "we have music next sweetie"
"Okay thanks Gerard."
Music is almost near since break has just finished. Mrs daintree, our strict music teacher gave us an in school project to do in the lesson. It was to make a song up with the instruments of a guitar,bass,vocals,keyboard and drums. We had pairs to go in too. "Gerard can go with Oliver-" oli butted in on miss "OLI my name is oli!"
Daintree carried on "where was I, oh yes, Gerard can go with 'oli',Frank, mikey,ray and Bob." Frank looked disgusted he had to be paired up with oli but was happy he could be with his friends and...boyfriend. "oh wait,children, it turns out I read the plan wrong, oli will get paired in a group with, Andy, jinx,cc and Ashley. The others will stay where they are. I sighed at the relief of oli not hurting my boyfriend or me. I can work in peace. Mikey, my brother was actually turning out to be quite annoying around us so we asked to kick him out. Because mikes was pissed off that we kicked him out. He stormed out of the lesson getting in big trouble with a detention and 2 hours after school. Oli perched near by to our seats, he pinched my arm and it hurt me. Bad. The bully spat in my ear whilst he whispered "stay away from us, you dirty unatural, fag" so I did. I don't want to think what he'd do to me if I didn't. My journey home was tedious after a long day at school, all I wanted to do is see my franky. The one who really cared about me. I knocked on his door and as soon as I stepped back, he opened the door and embraced me in his warm,leather wrapped, arms. He beckoned me inside as usual, I said hi to his lovely mom.
We went to his room. It was dark and there was no lights turned on. It had quite a disturbing feel to it too. Frank grasped my hand, maybe it was because he could sense what I was feeling. Is that really how close we are? If so it's perfect. He's perfect. We're perfect.