Soulmates [Ferard]

She beat him

After Frank went home I went up to bed, once wishing my brother goodnight. I couldn't stop thinking about the fear I saw I his eyes. In the morning I went back over to the comic store to fill Ray in on what had happened these past few days. When I walked through the door I made a beeline to Ray. His eyes were wide with excitement and anticipation.

"Gerard!" Ray's voice was laced with exhilaration. "So! Tell me what's happened with this soulmate of yours?"

"Frank, oh he's lovely. As you know I met him here and he is so sweet but something is up and I don't know what but-"

"Hold up," Ray cut me off. "What do you thinks up? Also cut the crap I want to know the full goddamn story." Ray was right. I must find out what was wrong.

"Okay so Ray, the first thing he said to me was 'you shouldn't talk to your soulmate like that, y'know' and then he introduced himself. I was so fucking nervous Ray, honestly! I gave him my number and we agreed to meet at the coffee house yesterday and he told me he loved me and I should never worry about that ever and he kissed me and oh Ray. Ray it was amazing," I paused to see if he was still listening. he gestured for me to continue.

"And then I took him back to my house and I had our fingers intertwined with his. We talked some more and he met Mikey and Mikey asked him a shit ton of questions and my mum liked him but then he had to leave and couldn't stay for dinner but we kissed once more before he had to go- and that's all that's happened up to now," I glanced up from my shoes to see Ray with his face lit up with a smile. "But I still don't know what was making him nervous," I finish up and look up at Ray questioning.

"You should just ask him. Gerard, if it looks like something is bothering him, you should just ask him, okay?" He just flashed a small smile. It seemed like he was trying to give me positive encouragement.

"Okay," I reply, "I will see you soon!"

He answers just before I shut the door "Bye!"

~~~~~~~~~~~00:00AM~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

-G- Hey Frankie

-F- Hi

-G- Do you want 2 meet @ park swings at 10?

-F- Maybe..

-G- I'll bring coffee?

-F- Yeah. Sounds good.

-G- I've some questions 2 ask U

-F- Why not now?

-G- I want 2 ask U in person

-F- Okay. See you

-G- Bye! <3

~~~~~~~~~Next morning~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Frank's POV

I wake up to my alarm screeching. Again. Urge. 8:30 am. Slowly, I pull on my jeans and a Green Day t-shirt and make my way down stairs. The sound of my mum yelling awaits me, the noise tearing down my early morning haze.

"Frank! Where were you last night?!!" She shouts as I pass through the door. I start to reply but she cuts me off with a blow across the cheek.

"Where you with that fag of a 'soulmate'?"

Stuttering I manage a "Y-yes," Another slap across my face.

"You know better than to be seeing him! You know better than to be seeing him! Your my son and you deserve better than- than- THAT!!" She's almost screaming as I try to speak.

"But I like him-" I can feel blood trickling down my face. "He's my soulmate and I love hi-" Another strike across my face and I can feel my eye swelling up. She's howling by now.

"NO.YOU.DON'T. If you do, then you are not staying under this roof another night!"

"B-But-" The force form her next blow sends me staggering and I hit the wall behind me. The back of my head was throbbing, I reached up to see if it was bleeding, it was.

"Don't you argue with ME faggot !" Blood was dripping from my lip. Shit, what would Gerard think? I escape upstairs to sort this face of mine out. I go into my bathroom and observe the bruises and cuts on my face and body. I stop the bleeding on the back of my head, my lip and my nose. I quickly cleaned them up when I receive a text.

-G- Hey

It was Gee. He must be wondering where I am.

-F- Hey

-G- Where are U?

-F- I'm running a bit late Ill be there in 5. K?

-G- O. Kay. See you soon

-F- <3 bye

I stuffed all the things I needed in 2 giant bags. Band tees, eyeliner, skinny jeans and clear underwear. I left my bags on my bed next to my guitar case. I stalked down the stairs tears rolling down my face. I stammer out a few words.

"I'm g-going out, d-d-don't expect me b-back for a while." I storm out the house slamming the door on the way out. I'm tired of this inhibition and abuse.

~~~~~~~~~At the park~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

As I approached the swings, I saw Gerard sitting with coffee and a forlorn look.

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A/N

Guys I am so sorry That I haven't posted in ages!

Not much has happened its just we've been power writing lately so I haven been able to post.

So sorry!!

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