Diseased [Frerard] [Petekey]

Chapter 16

Frank-

After Mikey blew up on me, I decided not to ask Gerard about it. Something told me it was a personal thing.

Not something. Someone. Mikey told me.

I sat at the end of the bench while Gerard sleeped. He stirred awake slowly and grasped his head.

"I have a terrible headache, oh my God where am I?" he wondered.

"Park. You hit your head and passed out I think", I smiled weakly at him. "No big deal. But I think you should go home".

"Yeah, what time is it?" he asked. "Sorry about that dude".

"It's about nine. Will you be okay walking home alone?" I made sure.

He hesitated a bit before answering. He was probably torn. Oh, if only Mikey didn't storm away.

"No", he shook his head. "I'm okay, but thank you".

"Okay, I'll see you later?" I asked.

"Yeah, of course! I'll text you when I get home", he laughed nervously.

"Okay, talk to you later", I bid as I walked away.

He shook his head and pulled out his phone. He dialled a number and pressed the phone to his ear. I couldn't hear his conversation because I was too far away.

I walked home, staying on alert about any thieves or anything. I'd beat someone's ass in a second if they tried to fuck with me. I'm from Jersey bitch. Fite me.

I made it to my apartment early and I wasn't even keen on the thought of unpacking. Obviously.

I just curled into my unmade bed (basically one of the only things unpacked because the movers brought it) and laid there, playing some random game on my phone.

I got a text from Gerard.

Gerard- I made it home, thanks!

Me- anytime, hope you're ok

Gerard- of course, thank you. Imma hang with Mikey so I'll ttyl

Me- okay, bye

I laid in the plain room and stared at the ceiling. I definitely couldn't sleep. I wasn't ready to sleep.

I rolled out of bed and decided to take a shower. No, a bath. I set an alarm on my phone for midnight in case I fell asleep in the bathtub and ran the hottest water with the sweetest bubble bath.

It was amazing. And my alarm beeped me awake in the two hours I was able to sleep that night.

Pete-

I was tossing and turning in bed. I couldn't stop thinking about Mikey. Why didn't he want to date him? Certainly not because he was afraid of judgement.

If Mikey likes me, he should totally go for it. He shouldn't be such a baby about it. How will I ever get to date him without quitting or firing him?

Mikey trailed through my mind until I was able to get a restless sleep. You know those nights where you wake up and you know you slept but it kind of feels like you didn't? Like you were hyper aware of your surroundings and could still be while you sleep?

That was one of those nights for me.

I rolled out of bed, ready to murder a bitch without coffee. I made myself a cup quickly and realized I had woken up late. I threw on my clothes and sped to work.

I got there just as Mikey did. Being the gentlemanly gentleman I am, I held the door for him. He muttered a thanks as he walked in.

I caught up with him, as he was already quite a few feet ahead of me.