But I'd Like To Learn Your Name (Frerard Fanfic)

Chapter 5

Gerard's POV

I collapse against my grandmas grave. I cry until I can't breathe, my body shakes with sobs. I haven't cried since I was seven. But I have a reason to cry. My own parents don't want me anymore. They're sending me to live with someone I've never met. Nobody wants me, not my parents, not my brother, I don't even want myself.

I stop crying and try to forget about what happened. I search through the few things I brought for my flask. After a few minutes of searching I see that it's not there. Great, I think as I lean against the grave. Im not going back to get it though. I'm not going back for anything.

I miss Mikey. Even though we never really talked, he was just always there for me. He actually cared. It was like he should be the older brother, always looking after me. I can't believe he would stab me in the back like that...

I pull out my notebook and a pen. I just draw. I don't think about what I'm drawing, but what I'm feeling. I draw shadows and silhouettes, coming out of an empty bottle. It makes me relax. I start to forget about everything, only focusing on the drawing, until I hear footsteps. I instantly spin around and hide my drawing.

It's the boy I met the other day. He sees me and a little smile creeps to his face. "Hey, you didn't pick up your phone, so I just came.", he says while looking at his feet.

I nod, everything feels numb. I don't feel like talking to anyone. When he looks back up he must notice my face. "Hey, are you okay?", he asks with concern in his eyes.

I push the hair out of my eyes and shrug. "Well, my parents just kicked me out of the house. My own brother doesn't care about me. It's just one of those days I guess.", I say, sarcasm dripping from my voice.

He looks a little hurt. Like I don't want him to be here, which is partially true. It's nice to have someone to talk to, but this really isn't the time.

"Oh, well sorry to hear that", he says as he sits down next to me.

He reaches in his pocket for something. "Oh also I brought it", he says as he hands me a plastic bag filled with white powder. "Sorry I didn't bring it yesterday".

"Thanks", I mumble.

We just sit in silence for what feels like hours until I finally break the silence.

"You never told me your name", I say, nearly to a whisper.

He looks a little suprised, "oh uh, sorry I didn't realize. My names Frank.", he says as he sticks out his hand, wanting me to shake it.

I reluctantly shake it, then put my hand back in my pocket. Frank, that sounds familiar. I think back to what mom said, your dad and I were thinking about letting you live with one of my close colleagues. Her name is Linda Iero, and she has a son named Frank. You probably know her son already, since he goes to the same school as you.

That's why he looked familiar. He does go to the same school as me, his name is Frank. What's his last name?? That's creepy to ask, but I need to know...

"What's your last name", I blurt out.

Frank gives me a questioning look, like he thinks I'm some spy or stalker. I need to show him why.

I reach into my pocket, for the now crumpled and wrinkled piece of paper. I hand it to Frank. He unfolds and reads it.

We still love you, Gee. This is only for a short time. You're going to live with Mrs. Linda Iero and her son Frank Iero for a couple of months. Her address is 6657 Union Avenue. We love you.

After he's done reading it he turns to me. "You're gonna be living with us?", he says, shocked.

"I guess", I say as I look down at my feet.

"Well come on then!", he says as he tugs on my arm.

I instantly recoil it, "don't touch me! I'm not going anywhere!", I hiss.

He steps back, "Okay, well uh bye then. I guess come whenever you want. You know where we live after all", he trails off.

He turns around and I watch him walk away. Thank God.

I hope this is good so far. I'm going to try to update at least three times a week. Monday, Wednesday, Friday, starting next week I'm gonna do this schedule. And I have 30 views so far! That's the most I've ever got, for only releasing it for a day. Thank you so much, you guys are the best!

Therapy by All Time Low

~Abikitty Asylum