American Beauty/American Psycho (trigger warning)//frerard & petekey//

Fuck Off, Universe

Ah yes I put a trigger warning in the title bc it talks about pretty serious stuff ??? Ye whatever enjoy and also this isn't proof read so sorry if there's any mistakes !!!!

Gerard laid alone in bed. In the quiet. And in the dark. He missed Frank dearly, but after the news of hearing that his grandma (also his best friend) had died, he thought maybe he needed to go home.A good thing happens, so something bad had to. A person comes into your life, a person leaves it. The universe just has to even it's shit out. Fuck off, universe.
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Frank missed Gerard like shit. He understood that he needed to go home, but fuck Frank couldn't help but miss him. Everything was very dull now. And though Frank never knew Helena, as he woke up the day of her funeral, he couldn't help but feel an incredibly horrible sadness.
"Frank, are you ready, Sweetie?" Linda came in and offered her son a sad smile. Frank straightened his tie and nodded, walking past his mom and into the car.
The only thing good about today was that he was seeing Gerard for the first time in a week. It felt like a decade, though. And as Frank leaned his head against the car window, almost giving himself a concession from the bumps, he realized that he really did love Gerard with every ounce of his being. And as Frank was even closer to severe brain damage, he wanted to cry, and he wasn't sure if he was sad or happy or angry or every emotion because his were all over the place. He was happy that he loved Gerard. He was sad about Helena. And he was angry that Gerard was sad and that such horrible things can happen to such beautiful people.
Frank envied happy people, but now he realized, is anyone truly happy?
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Frank got out of the car and walked towards the Church entrance. The first thing he saw was Gerard, a lanky blonde dude with glasses who he remembered to be Mikey, and Mrs.Way.
"Ma, she hated churches! She fucking hated them!" Gerard started sobbing, and Mikey pulled him into a tight hug. Mikey glanced over at Frank and almost looked relieved.
Mikey let go of Gerard who dissolved into hysterical crying. Then Mikey started walking towards Frank. "He barely talked, but when he did it was about you." Was all Mikey said to Frank, before he sat down as more people piled into the Church.
Frank walked over to Gerard, and fuck, seeing him like that made Frank wanna curl up and die and it made him feel vulnerable and weak and worthless. "Gerard, hey, it's okay, I'm here, everything's okay." And as Frank hugged Gerard, he thought to himself how nothing would ever be okay again for Gerard, because this is exactly how Frank felt at his dads funeral.
"F-frank, you know, my grandma always told me to tell the truth, so I'm going to, okay?" Frank nodded at Gerard, a little nervous at what he might say. "I fucking love you, and I don't give a damn about anyone else, and I think if I would've never said that then my grandma would haunt my ass. But I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you." Gerard kept repeating, and Frank wanted to kiss him so so so badly.But maybe kissing Gerard in a church full of homophobic people wouldn't be the best of ideas. But when had Frank ever had any good ideas? "Gerard, I love you too, and I'm gonna do something stupid." And Frank did. He put his palms against Gerard's cheeks, and he kissed him. And the best part was that Gerard kissed back.
Many audible gasps went through the church, and a loud cheer from a couple people, but Frank was hardly paying attention. When Gerard pulled away, Mrs.Way looked horrified and so did half of the church."Fuck yeah!" Linda and Mikey shouted at the same time. They looked at each other and grinned widely. "I've been waiting a week and four days for that." Linda said.
Mrs.Way was fuming, and she showed it by slapping Gerard across the face far too hard. And then she did it again. And again. And again and again and again and again and Frank turned away but he could still hear it and he couldn't handle it and he was crying and oh God this is so fucked up.
Then, woohoo, Linda goes to Gerard's rescue since Frank is too scared/shocked to do anything.
"What's your fucking deal?! You have an amazing and kind and wonderful son! I bet that was the best thing that's ever happened to him, and you go and ruin it! And, news flash, that was fucking abuse. He's not living with you anymore. Nuh-uh. Nope. You're fucking sick." Linda spat, grabbing Gerard and Frank, guiding them outside.
"Remember how I said my mom could be your mom?" Frank asked Gerard, who nodded. "Well, even though we kissed, that offer still stands." Gerard cracked a smile, and it was the most amazing thing Frank had seen in a while. "Gerard, what do you wanna do? You're welcome to stay with us, please, we love you with all of our heart and I cannot stand that woman. You can't stay there." Linda interrupted. Gerard hesitated, but nodded. "I-I'll stay with you guys." Linda hugged him tightly, and Gerard cried more. "My mom hates me." he whispered.
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They made it through the funeral, barely. Afterwards Gerard went home to get his stuff, and since Gerard was eighteen, the only thing his mom could do was beg and cry for him to stay. He just scoffed at her.
"Please, Gerard, please-" "You know what, Mom? Fuck off. Slap me at my best friends funeral, don't accept me for who I am, make me feel like literal shit everyday, and when I finally get fed up, you realize you can live without your little punching bag." Gerard let out another scoff and rolled his eyes. He pulled a packet of cigarettes from his tuxedo pocket and grabbed his bags.
"Goodbye, Donna."
A couple of Gerard's friends came to stay at Franks house for support and so Gerard would feel at home, but really, Gerard had never felt more at home. Frank, Gerard, Lexi, Lyn-Z, Ray, and Mikey piled up on Franks bed and floor. "Woohoooo, movie time, motherfuckers!" Pete yelled as he walked in with a bowl of popcorn. "A DOLLAR TO THE SWEAR JAR, MOTHERFUCKER." Linda yelled from downstairs. Pete looked a little confused, and then Frank said, "Don't worry, we don't even have a swear jar."
After searching for a movie on Netflix, they settled on watching High School Musical. During the movie, Gerard leaned into Frank a little too much for it to be friendly, and he kind of wanted to be alone with Gerard. He wanted to talk to him about that kiss, he wanted to kiss him again, and fucking hell they needed to talk this out.
The night grew, and everyone seemed tired. Finally, at around 11:30, everyone went home.
"Gerard, hun, call if you need anything." Lexi said to Gerard, before hugging him tightly. "I love you, okay?" She said, patting his shoulder. "I love you too." He said. Everyone said there goodbyes and left. Gerard spun around and hugged Frank, his face in the crook of his neck. Frank smiled and cleared his throat. "So, like, what's happening? Ya know, with us?" Frank asked nervously.
"That's up to you. I wanna be with you Frank, but whether we're together or not, that-that's your choice." He replied. "Gerard, what the fuck? Of course I wanna be with you, stupid!" Frank flicked him on the nose for emphasis. Gerard let out a giggle, and Frank smiled. They went back inside and laid down on Franks bed. Frank was tired, and so was Gerard. Frank put on Bobs Burgers, because he couldn't sleep without the TV on. But strangely, that changed when Gerard was in the room, and now it was simply an old habit.
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