Catholic School Brat

The Homosexual Agenda

Gerard sat hunched on his bed, his back aching as much as his irritation for the disgustingly sweet couple in front of him. He couldn't stand it. He was waiting for Frank to arrive, which was taking a long ass time, but Mikey had heard Gerard put on Placebo's acoustic covers really loud-which is what he tended to do when he was upset-so, naturally, being the little brother that he is, he grabbed his boyfriend's hand and dragged him to Gerard's room/the basement of darkness and weird gay comic book art and ripped, poorly taped up, pictures of Morrissey all over the walls.

Mikey's excuse for entering Gerard's cave of gay and wonder was that he wanted to listen to Placebo acoustic with Pete and that Gerard's basement had the best auditory quality. Gerard, completely understanding of anyone's undying love for Brian Molko, let him in without hesitation-even though his gross ass, annoying as FUCK, kind of wonderful boyfriend Pete Wentz tagged along too.

And Gerard was really beginning to regret opening his door at all because Pete and Mikey were on the ground of his basement, murmuring things about kisses for bass covers, tangled up and enthralled with the other; he felt excessively lonely and grossed out. He did know that it was better with them here, even though-if he wasn't mistaken-Pete Wentz had just licked Mikey Way's stomach.

"Are you high?" Gerard asked, sighing at the two of them as he continued painting some more shit on his sketchpad. Pete giggled and didn't respond, but instead, wrapped his arms around Mikey and Mikey replied to his brothers question with "let's go watch a movie," and promptly left. Not before sticking his head in the door and yelling an annoying "WE LOVE YOU!!!!" to Gerard and then giggling and falling over Pete Wentz.

Gerard shouted a "Bye!" in reply and waited for them to make their way upstairs before allowing himself to cry and smear his watercolour in an unaesthetic way.

"Shit," he said as he picked up the paper and waved it around in a desperate attempt to dry it, but it really only made it worse and he groaned and crumpled up the paper, throwing it into the middle of his floor and curling up into a ball, hoping that Brian Molko's voice would fix everything and make Frank get here faster because where the fuck was that little shit?

He stayed like that, motionless, for quite a long time, a concerning amount of time. He didn't really know what was wrong, he just felt alone. Used up. And he really didn't want to go to school the next day.

He heard a knock at his door and really didn't feel like moving, or speaking, so he stayed still in that same spot and closed his eyes. Hopefully if it was his mom, or Mikes, they'd just leave him alone to wallow in peace and watercolours and also a semi homosexual attraction to, well, Brian Molko. But mostly Frank Iero if he was honest with himself. Frank was real, Frank was flawed, and Frank was a god damn hot piece of rainbow coloured ass, and undeniably more attractive than Brian Molko.

"Gerfard?" A voice asked from behind the door, oddly muffled-like it was full, the voice of course belonging to Frank Iero, here to save the day with guitar powers and like hot chocolate or some other equally delicious beverage.

"Frank?" Gerard croaked and lifted his head up excitedly, "You can come down if you want," Gerard yelled up at him and sat up, wiping his face and fussing with his hair in preparation for Frank.

"Mphf," Frank replied and Gerard heard him struggle with the door nob and then bounding loudly down the stairs, jumping off the last few stairs and landing not as skillfully as Gerard could from trees-then again, Frank Iero did not possess the homosexual powers of the gay ass angel that was Gerard.

"I boauf ouf home hif," Frank managed, before walking up to where Gerard was sitting, extremely flattered on his bed, and then promptly showering Gerard in various candy and other asorted items including Frank's copy of Ferris Buhler's Day Off (which is what he was holding in his mouth), The Ring, and also a teddy bear that was soft pink and also, soft as fuck.