Three Facts

Chapter Eleven

"Wake up." I open my eyes and gasp at the sight of Ray looking down at me.

"Ray?!" I jump up. "Why are you in my house? How did you get in here? What's going on?" Ray chuckles and I stare confused, waiting for a answer.

"Your brother, Mikey let me in." Ray shrugs. "Man, is he good looking. Those glasses. That hair."

"Stop." I smile, getting out of my bed. "Where is he?" I ask.

"Downstairs. I'm here because I talked to Frank on the phone last night and you have some explaining to do child molester."

Oh shit.

"Don't look so scared Mr. Way, or Gerard. Frank called you Gerard and sometimes Gerd and Gee. At first I thought he was talking about three different people. Hm, nick names. How cute."

"H-how much d-do you know?" I ask, nervously. Ray chuckles.

"First it starts with a meet at the cemetery." Ray smirks. "You guys share cigarettes. Talk. He leaves. Turns out, you were our new handsome art teacher I shall add." Ray winks and I just scrunch up my nose. "You knew Frank. Frank knew you.You guys did great at hiding that by the way." Ray rolls his eyes. "And so he develops a crush and he wants you and you don't because illegal? Right?" I nod, speechless. "And so he breaks, self harms, and what's this about a kiss?" I feel my body become hot out of pure embarrassment and nervousness. "And so, you guys agree to be boyfriend and boyfriend when he gets out of the hospital, right?" I slowly nod. Ray smiles. "Awh."

"Wh-what?" I question.

"I said Awh. That's cute. I ship it. You guys could be Ferd or Fee or Grank or Grankie or-"

"Frerard." I hear Mikey's voice say. Ray and I look over to him.

"Frerard." Ray repeats. "Perfect." And then I see Mikey wink at Ray and now I feel like I'm missing something, and I'm kinda glad.

"Uhm." I interrupt there little staring moment. "Have you heard anything about how long Frank is staying at the mental hospital?" I ask Ray. Ray chuckles.

"Can't wait?" He smirks.

"I'll wait as long as I need to." I smirk back, feeling this sudden confidence. Ray smiles, now looking more sad.

"Well Gerard." He pauses looking at Mikey and then back at me. "You'll have to wait a year."

"Wha-what?" I choke, falling back onto my bed.

"I'm so sorry Gerard. You can't visit h-"

"What!" I shout, sitting up fast.

"My mother, she uh told the hospital to ban you. I am so so sorry. You guys can still text! Things will be fine."

"That is a lie!" I snap.

"Gerard." Mikey says calmly. "It's okay."

"No!" I shout and that's when I begin to cry. I realize I care more for Frank then I thought I had. Suddenly, I feel Mikey hugging me. I cry harder into Mikey's embrace. I close my eyes, picturing Frank alone in that stupid hospital. This hurts. I open my eyes to see Ray staring at me with sympathy. I just shake my head and let Mikey hold me.

****

To Frank: Frank.

What else do I say? Frank knows and he didn't tell me...

From Frank: I'm sorry...

To Frank: Can I call?

From Frank: I'm not aloud to take calls on my own cell and they will know if you call...

To Frank: I hate this.

From Frank: Forget about me G. Just forget. I'll be here too long. You'll find someone better.

I gasp as I read the message and then I throw my phone across my room. I'm mad. Not at Frank. I can't be mad at Frank... but a year? His stupid bitch foster mom did this. I hate her. I feel a very strong hatred for her and she can't stop me from seeing Frank. But how will I see Frank? I have the perfect idea.

****

Makeup. Lots of it. My face is white. Around my eyes are black. My hair is scruffy. I don't look like Gerard. I look like Frank's brother, Jared. I should pass, right? Do they card you? I don't know...only one way to find out, right?

****

"Hi. Frank Iero?" I ask.

"Name please?" The lady at the desk asks.

"Jared. I'm one of Frank's foster brothers." I lie. The lady nods and points down the hall. I walk away. It worked. I step in front of his room, smiling to myself. I open the door and walk in to see a sleeping Frank. I shut the door behind me and walk slowly to his bed. I lean down and slightly kiss his forehead. Franks eyes open wide and he just looks at me. "Hi." I smile. Frank suddenly Grabs my head and crashes our lips together. I gasp into his mouth and he tangles his fingers in my hair. I pull away, gasping for air.

"I just had to make sure you are real." Frank smiles, sitting up. "Do you disguised yourself with makeup? You look hot." I roll my eyes and Frank winks. Suddenly, his face falls. "I told you to forget Gerard. I'm not worth the time."

"Frank." I pause. "You are worth ever second of my time." I lean in, kissing his cheek softly.

"A year is a long time, Gee." Frank frowns. I sigh, knowing Frank is right.

"I don't see myself with anyone but you." I whisper. Frank smiles, and kisses the tip of my nose lightly.

"Gerard, you can't come see me. It's too dangerous-"

"Frank, I'll be fine." I interrupt. "Plus, I'm an adult. Don't tell me what's dangerous or not, okay?" I say, a bit offended. Frank looks down, a sad expression on his face.

"I'm just a kid to you, aren't I?"

"No. Frank, I didn't mea-"

"Get out."

"What?"

"I said, get out." Frank looks up at me.

"Frank, don't do this. I didn't-"

"Get out!" He yells and launches himself at me. He pushes me against the wall, making me yelp. He slaps my face and its stings. "Get out! Get out! Get out!" Frank cries.

"Frank, please."

"Go!" Frank sobs, and then I find myself running out his door, running out of the hospital, and running to my car. I get in my car quickly, gripping the steering wheel tight that my veins are popping out of my hands. I cry hard, starting my car and driving out of the parking lot. I'm crying and I can't stop. It all hurts too much. I'm driving faster then usual. Probably over the speed limit, but I can't seem to stop.

Stop Gerard stop.

No.

Gerard, stop.

Suddenly, a loud beeping sound fills my ears and I step on the breaks. I scream, hearing the screeching of my own tires.

Black.