The next week they had to return to school. All the usual name calling and bullying returned. People always called them 'fags' and 'worthless' and 'failed abortions'. Just because someone is gay doesnt mean they are a different person. It never made sense to gerard- why people always hated them but only after they had come out as gay. Ones sexuality has nothing to do with who they are, as with ethnicity, religion, or how they were raised. Who they are is thier personality. Ones personality is what makes them unique. Gerard viewed himself as shy around people other than his friends who he was quite talkitive with. Frank on the other hand was a very social person. But of course he didnt put up wuth peoples bullshit at school.
Gerard started to think about other people he knew as he sat in his desk in his first period class in english.
Mikey... well hes pretty antisocial. He doesnt talk a lot and really only has a few people he talks to.
Mr Ross called the class's attention to the board. He was showing the class some new vocabulary words like 'sensationalist' and 'quarantine' and 'apathy' or something.
His mind wandered away from the board. He already knows the definitions, like hes shown before. He researches things when hes bored. A sensationalist is basically a person who glorifies stories or reports to make it more exciting. Quarantine is basically a state of forced isolation, and apathy is lack of interest or concern. I guess you can say gerard is very apathetic about the lesson at the moment. Mr Ross tries to do vocabulary words people would be interested in, but gerard was rarely really interested in any wirds since hes likely looked them up already.
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"So you wanna go to the place again?" Gerard asked frank as they walked out of the school doors.
"Yeah thad be cool"
"Okay, now then?"
"Of course, why not?"
"Okay," gerard said, smiling and unlocking his car and they both slid in.
When they got to the forest, frank exitedly jumped out of the car. He had really loved seeing gerards getaway place because he was the only one who knew about it other than gerard. It was like their place now.
They ran together through the forest, doging the trees and throwing dead leaves at each other playfully. When they reached the old stone building they went inside, laying on the blankets gerard had brought before.
"So," gerard stared, smiling, "how was school?"
"Eh..." frank replied, sighing, "boring as always but it was... okay."
Gerard could see he wasnt telling him the whole truth. "You dont seem very sure about that, frankie. Do you wanna talk about it?"
"Actually..." frank started again, "people were making fun of me again. They were making fun of you too. But... like... things were happening... worse than before."
"What do you mean by that?" He asked, rolling onto his side.
"I mean..." frank trailed off. He was starting to cry a little bit. A tear rolled down his cheek and gerard brushed it away with his thumb.
"Dont worry baby, you can tell me." Gerard said. Frank sat up, si he sat up with him.
Frank was noticably breathing shakily niw, so gerard put his hands on his shoulders. "What did they do?"
Frank unzipped his jacket and lifted his shirt, showing his bruised body.
Gerard gasped at the sight of frank so beaten. "Who did this to you? Why didnt you tell me earlier? When did this happen?" Frank started to cry more, clutching onto gerard tightly.
"Its okay baby, its okay. Let it out."
By now frank was sobbing. Gerard hated seeing such a happy person like frank so sad.
Frank sniffled into gerard's jacket before leaning away. I-It was Bert... H-he said if i told anyone he would hurt me again... it was after lunch."
That bastard... gerard thought to himself. "Dont worry frankie, ill never let him hurt you again. I wont let anyone hurt you ever again..."
They sat there in each others arms in silence for a while. Gerard decided it would be better for them just to go to his house instead of sitting on the stone floor.
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"Are you comfortable?" gerard asked as frank lay on his bed. was laying next to him, propped up on his arms so he could look at frank.
"yes gee, and im fine." he replied, smiling, "you dont have to give me special treatment or anything."
"frankie, youre my boyfriend. its my job to take care of you when youre sad or hurt."
"okay... i love you gee"
"i love you too, baby." gerard planted a kiss on frank's nose before laying down and draping his arm over him.
they laid there and talked for a while until frank had to go home. he really didnt want to leave gerard's warm bed, but he knew he could see him the next day. gerard drove him home as always, then went back to his own home to plan how to get revenge for frank.
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God Gerard is becoming me in this fic. okay so yeah bert is in here now. sorry if i made you sad the story was getting boring, if not to read then to write. i was running out of ideas of cute things and i just really wanna get them through their senior year o i can start uploading the sequel n im real exited about that i have six pages in my memo o my phone already so prepare for that shit yay.
also im changing the title of the last chap cause i think it fits better
mkay byeee
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The Poison of the Party (Frerard)
Fanfiction{COMPLETED} Gerard Way doesnt have many friends. he has never been in a serioius relationship. hes not even sure about his sexuality, as he hasnt really had chances to find out. so when he gets invited to a party he figures its an oppertunity to sto...
