The Pet -Frerard

Part 4

The movie was finally over. I'm not saying that it was bad as a movie but I need my plan to move on. "Hey you guys, wanna stay a little more?" Ray asked happily. "No sorry, I have to go. I don't want to be late again at work" I said hoping for Mikey to say that he had to leave too. "I will stay for a little longer.  But not too much. I need to go to work too tomorrow." God dammit Mikey. Why do you have to do this. "Well before I go do you mind me using the bathroom?" I asked politely. "No man, second right turn down the hall." I nodded and started moving. 

I went in the bathroom and closed the door. I raised the toilet seat and I unzipped my pants. After peeing I flushed the toilet and exited the room. As I was approaching the living room I heard Ray and Mikey talking about me. 

"Dude he IS a total creep. While we were waiting for you, he started asking about Gerard. He kept going and kept asking me about him, without even considering to ask about me. It's like he knew him and wanted to learn things." At the moment I froze completely. Did he find out my plan. Oh my, did I screw this up?

 "Mikes, don't worry. Frank is. . Frank is a little bit weird but that's all. He is harmless. He probably couldn't think of  anything else to talk about and when he saw that you could talk about your brother, he kept going so it wasn't awkward. You have nothing to worry about." Fuck me. Ray just saved my ass. I owe him one.

"I don't know dude, he gave me the whole 'I will stalk you' vibe and I felt really uncomfortable around him. Could you like, never invite him over again when I'm here?" Holy shit. Did I really give off such a bad vibe? "Sure man. But I think you are overreacting."

I waited for a miniute until they started talking about music and bands and I stepped in the conversation. "Thanks for letting me use the bathroom. Now I will go. Goodbye." I said and walked towards the door. "Bye man" said Ray. Mikey remained silent. I must really have creeped him out. 

When I closed the door I crossed the road and sat on the sidewalk. I put my hoodie on and picked another cigarette from the freshly opened package. I slid it in my mouth and lit it. I inhaled deeply and held the smoke down my lungs. I breathed out the cancer gas and picked the cigarette from my mouth. I looked at it for a second and started making small round motions with it with my thumb. I put it back between my lips and inhale again. I then take my phone out and look at my album. Gerard's face was the one and only photo in my photo album. I looked at his photo and felt a small tingling sensation in my stomach. I couldn't help but smile like an idiot at my phone.

 I suddenly hear Ray's front door open up and Mikey standing on it. I instantly closed my phone and crashed the cigarette on the hard cement of the sidewalk, after I took one last long drag. I hear Mikey faintly saying goodbye and then he started heading home, I supposed. I stood up and started following him sneakily. He had put on his headphones and that made things easier. I followed him to a small house down the road. It wasn't too far from where I lived. It was five minutes from the park or so. I stood some steps behind and watched him get in.

Oh my little Gerard. Everything was going to be perfect. I looked at the small house and thought that over and over again in my head. Everything was going to be perfect. I sighed loudly, with a smile stuck in my face  and took the way back home, humming a melody I was thinking of for a long time now. I could probably write it down. Even make it a song. A song for him. When I reached home I quickly got off my clothes and in my bed.  I grabbed my notebook from under the bed and wrote down his melody.  I put the notebook back, underneath my bed and dozed off.