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"I am not afraid to keep on livin, i am not afraid to walk this world alone, honey if you stay I'll be forgiving,  nothing you can say can stop me going home," i wisper-sang as i traced Franks tattoos, stopping at the scorpion on his neck.

I lifted his chin to be leveled with mine. I brought my chapped lips to his, stopping right infront of them.

He pushed his into mine and our lips moved in sync.

"Frank, is Gerard here?" I heard Franks mom ask, knocking on the door.

We quickly pulled away from each other and scattered out of the bed.

Frank opened the door to reveal his mom, Linda.

"Um, his mom kicked him out for being trans, so im letting him stay here i guess," frank mumbled, looking back at me.

"Thats sweet of you Frank, he can stay here as long as he needs, your like a son to me anyway," she smiled at me.

"Thanks, Linda," i smiled, especially when she said 'son'.

She closed the door and Frank and i climbed back into the bed. In the same position as last time.

"Goodnight Frankie," i mumbled, snuggling my head into Franks chest.

"Goodnight baby," he replied, stroking my freshly dyed jet black hair.

a/n: short chapter 00ps

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