The Hunger Games (MCR Fanfic)

Chapter 4

Word Count: 3,987

Started: February 22nd, 2016                              Finished: February 29th, 2016

     Hey guys! Just a little heads up, in the beginning Gerard is very anxious & scatterbrained about everything that's happened & about the whole Frank kissing thing. Towards the end Gerard is just completely wasted. If it seems like he's not thinking clearly, it's because he isn't. There's also some parts are kind of funny I've thrown in here (towards the end is where I unintentionally cracked myself up). So this an easy going chapter I guess, enjoy ;D!

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     I finally have time to think about all that's happened today. Volunteering for my brother, being broadcasted in front of all of Panem, & being able to experience the luxury of bathing in warm water & having enough to eat. However; there is one moment that has been hard to stop thinking about all day, my kiss with Frank. Not only did he kiss me but he said he loved me. Frank loves me? I couldn't process it at the time because I was ripped away from him & thrown into a car headed for the train station, but now I can.

     I've known Frank practically my whole life. I was there when he needed me & he was there when I needed him. I remember the day we first met, it was at the funeral for the 2,000 workers that died in the mine explosion. He was mourning the loss of his father who was horribly burned like mine. We comforted each other during that grim time of our lives & we've had a strong bond ever since. Frank makes me happy, he's someone I can always turn to & lean on. He's the greatest friend anyone could ask for, however; I'm pretty sure he wants to be more than just friends.

     The thought of dating Frank doesn't disgust me at all, it just saddens me. There's a one out of twenty-four chance that I'll make it out of the games alive. If I do, I can go back to district 12, marry Frank, & live happily ever after. End of story. But it's not as simple as that. Winning the hunger games is no cakewalk. Even if you aren't being hunted down & you're smart by hiding in trees or something, you can still suffer from dehydration, starvation, or lethal bites from a genetically enhanced animal the game-makers throw at you.

     It'd be nice to make it back to district 12 alive & surprise Frank. When he said his goodbyes to me earlier today it seemed like he didn't think I could make it back. I mean I do have a shot in the arena with my impressive archery skills, but it's going to take more than a bow & a couple of arrows to survive just the first 10 minutes of the games. Does Frank really think I'm going to die? I know my death is extremely likely, but does he really think I don't have a chance at all?

     I'm beginning to question that kiss now. Was it just simply a kiss for good luck? No, it can't be. A kiss for good luck would be a quick peck on the cheek, nothing more. The kiss Frank & I shared lingered & we had to break it for air. He even leaned on my shoulder & whispered 'I love you, Gerard' for crying out loud! That can't be just a thing best friends do at all! I'm going to be very upset if Frank was just caught up in the moment. That kiss was probably the only good thing that has happened all day. It was real. It had to be real. Frank may not love me, but goddammit I love him!

     I really need to calm down. I don't even know what Frank's intentions were & I'm already jumping to a conclusion that he didn't mean it at all. I even think I love him now. I got to pull it together, now is not the time to be crushing over a boy from my district whom I might never see again, but it's hard not to. It should be easy to stop thinking about someone, but I can't. I get up out of the bed & pace around the room. I'll just think of someone or something else.