romeo & juliet ; f.g

chapter seven,

idk man maybe a trigger warning for bullying & minor attempted sexual assault !! 
stay safe m' lovelies xo

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"please, alex, leave me alone," frank whispered, his bottom lip trembling. the other boy just grinned, reaching up to caress frank's face with his cheek. frank whimpered, flinching.

he'd been followed as he was walking home, as he had to go home at lunchtime. but alex had followed him. 

luckily enough, he hadn't followed him all the way back to frank's house. just to an alley a few meters away from his house. he trapped frank there, and of course frank hadn't brought his blade with him today. 

"you lookin' pretty today, frankie," alex whispered, his breath hitting frank's face. frank squirmed, moving his face down and away, only to have it forced back. 

"please!" frank cried out, alex's hand moving to grip frank's waist, tho other still holding frank's hands above his head. 

"sh," alex whispered, leaning in to kiss him, "be quiet and i won't hurt ya'." frank's eyes glazed over, wet with tears as alex pressed his tongue into frank's mouth. for what seemed like hours, alex kissed frank, using one of his hands to grope his body while frank stood limp. 

until someone whistled at the end of the alley. 

alex stepped back from frank, who stood frozen, and turned to see who stood casually at the end of the alley, leaning against the brick wall, twirling a nine-inch switchblade between his fingers, and a baseball bat in the other hand. 

"fuck off!" alex called, and the figured chuckled. 

"maybe you should get the fuck off ma' boyfriend." 

frank turned, and there stood gerard, looking quite scary, actually. frank didn't know gerard could look scary. he exhaled in relief, and alex looked at frank. "who'sat?"

"'m boyfriend," frank choked out, and alex's jaw tightened. gerard began to walk closer to them, and alex scrambled backwards at the sight of gerard's large blade glistening in the dim light. 

"take this, lovely. run home, don't watch. protect yourself if you need to. i'll be there soon," gerard said casually, pressing a kiss to frank's forehead as he placed the switchblade into frank's small hands. "go now." 

frank nodded, picking up his backpack and curling gerard's leather jacket back around himself, before sprinting down to the end of the alley. he stopped briefly when he heard a crack, and he turned, but he began sprinting again when he saw it was just gerard pounding on alex. 

when he got home, he unlocked the door and locked it behind him, clicking the knife back into place. he ran to the bathroom, and shoved his toothbrush into his mouth, brushing as hard as he could while he cried. he felt disgusting. 

he washed his face a few times, before going into his bedroom to change his clothes. three times. he put gerard's jacket on over the top of his sweater, before moving over to look out the window, watching for gerard. 

the sun started to set before gerard got to frank's, looking sweat and out of breath as he walked in his beat up sneakers to frank's door. frank galloped downstairs, and threw the door open, before pulling gerard into a hug. he slid his arms around gerard's neck, standing on his tip-toes to lean his head on gerard's shoulder. 

"thank you," he whispered, and gerard just slid his arms around frank's waist and lifted him, carrying frank to his bedroom and kicking the front door shut behind them.

"are ya' okay?" was the first thing he asked frank, running a couple fingers through his hair. frank sighed contently, nodding. 

"yeah, a'think so," he sniffled, and gerard nodded, kissing his temple. frank lifted his head and he saw gerard pushing his hair out of his face with fingers that had split knuckles and were bloody. "how bad did you hurt 'im?" frank asked, a little scared, taking gerard's hands into his own small ones.

"pretty bad," gerard replied quietly, and frank sighed. 

"i don't know if i should be celebrating or scolding you," frank said, standing and pulling gerard to the bathroom. he sat him down on the toilet before he began to wipe off the blood from gerard's hands, smiling as gerard flinched.

"scolding, prob'ly. i hurt him bad, i think. could'n help it though, he was touchin' ya', yanno?" gerard said, and frank just shook his head, giggling.

"my hero." 

"mm, i like that," gerard grinned up at frank, who leaned down and kissed gerard briefly. 

"thank you, seriously." 

"i'd do it a billion times over for ya', sugar," gerard said, licking his lips. 

frank laughed, leaned over and kissed him again. "you mean a lot to me, gerard." 

gerard flushed, not believing frank's words in the slightest.