MRC One Shots

Let me Love You

Gerard stormed out of the bar, walking as far away from it as he could. He lit a cigarette, no small accomplishment in the rain, and pulled up his coat collar to protect it.
                   He was fighting back tears. How could his so call "friends" say that to him?  "Gerard!" Oh god, he knew that voice. And right now, it was the last one he wanted to hear.
              "Go away Frank!" He snapped. Frank finally caught up to him, breathing hard and hair dripping wet. Hell, he was dripping wet. "What the hell was that about?" He asked, looked somewhere between annoyed and worried.
             Gerard shook his head. He didn't want to talk about this, not to him. "No, that was something" Frank protested. "Whats wrong?" "Whats wrong?" Gerard pretended to laugh, "whats wrong?! Whats wrong is that you people who claim to understand and care about me think that just telling me to "cheer up" and "be happy" is going to fix me! It's not!"
              Frank rolled his eyes, "fuck, here we go again. Gerard, isn't this getting old? I mean, we know your trying, but come on man!! This has been going on for a year now!!! Let, the past, go." Gerard shook his head at him. "You don't know...." "Your right! I don't know!" Frank said, "but its starting to seem you want to be sad! Like you want the whole world to shit on your parade! You won't let anyone help you G!! You won't let them get close enough!! You won't let anyone one love you anymore!"
                  Gerard growled. He was already so tired of this conversation. "And who the hell am I gonna get help from frank!? Who the fuck has the magic cure?! Who am I gonna let love me?!" Frank shook his head before looking back up at his friend. "You could let your friends love you, your family love you, hell gerard, let ME love you!" It only took one look from gerard to know he fucked up. One very hurt, and very pissed look.      
                 "What did you just say to me?" "Gerard, look, i-" "no no no, what. Did you just say to me?" ".....I told you to let me love you" Gerard scoffed at him. "You're not allowed to fucking say that to me!! You're not allowed to talk to me about love!! In fact, your not even allowed to talk to me about happiness!!! All I had was you Frank, all I wanted was you!!! And all it took from you was four little words on a night that was supposed to be special to take it all away!!! And I'm so fucking sick, and so fucking tired of you pretending you still care!!!! You don't!!!! All you fucks ever tell me anymore is to "be happy, lighten up" well maybe your right! Maybe I don't want to! Mikey gets to find happiness with Ray, Pete gets to find it with pat, you get it with whatever /skank/ you chose to be with this week! Well maybe I find my happiness in sadness. Maybe my solice is in emptiness"
          Frank looked like he might cry. Or maybe it was the rain..."Gerard, I-" "no." Gerard said, shaking his head and stomping out his cigarette, "save it, I'm tired of hearing it. You don't fucking care about me, you never cared about me" he grumbled, walking away.
          Frank watched helplessly as he disappeared. "But Gerard," he said weakly, "I do care, I do love you...I never stopped loving you..."

                ~one year earlier~

Today was the day! Gerard and Franks two year anniversary. Thus marking Both Frank and Gerards longest relationship. Gerard had everything prepared, he cooked a nice dinner, set the house up to look romantic, even used candle light instead of electric.
             He heard a knock on the door and fire shot through his veins. "Coming!" He yelled, running to go get it. He was more then excited to find the love of his life, Frank standing at the door. Frank smiled almost weakly at him.
           "Hey Gerard, happy anniversary" he said, coming in to hug him. Gerard gladly hugged back, kissing his cheek. "Hey baby" he smiled.
        After dinner, they snuggled on the couch in the candle light. Frank seemed oddly distant though..."what ya thinking?" Gerard asked, smiling up at him. He seemed to startle Frank out of some sort of day dream. "Huh?! Oh, uh...our future together baby" he smiled. Gerard blushed. "Awe! I love you Frankie" he said, leaning in to kiss him. Something was really off though.
         Frank didn't even kiss back...when he pulled back, Franks eyes were still open, he didn't even try to close them. Gerard panicked. "Frank, I love you baby..." Gerard tried one more time. Frank shook his head.
       "I-i don't....I don't love you" it took only a nano second for Gerard's world to fall to pieces. "Frank..." Frank sighed, slipping out of Gerard grasp. "I-im sorry gerard, i-i just can't anymore. The sparks gone...I'm sorry" "your sorry? You break up with me after two years to the day we got together and the best you can come up with is I'm sorry?" He was too hurt to be angry...
          Frank looked at the ground. "I hope we can still be friends..." Gerard scoffed. "Yeah, right. The dogs dead, can we keep that too?" "Which dog died?!" "None of them! It's an expression Frank- just...just get out of my apartment"
        "gerard..." "I said get out!" Frank sighed but left. Leaving Gerard to cry alone for the first time in two years.