As I woke up, I went to the kitchen, where Frank was already taking breakfast. "I'm sorry I couldn't do anything for you last night."
"It's okay, Frank, could you please stay here with me ? You don't have to buy an apartment or get a job, please stay with me, I'm so fucking alone !" I beg and he hugs me, way too tight.
"Thank you so much Gerard, this means a lot to me, thank you."
"No problem, c-can you let go of me now ?" I say as he lets go. "I don't feel like going to school today, I...uh...have to go to a concert at nine, but I only got one ticket..." I suggest.
"I'll find a way to sneak in, which band ?"
"The Smashing Pumpkins. We still have 10 hours to spend, and I think we should get your stuff, I don't want to see your stinky ass in the same outfit everyday, how would you sleep without PJ's ?"
"Want me to show you ?" I force my eyebrows, not really understanding "I sleep naked."
"In my fucking mother's bed ?! Let's go bring your stuff." I say.
"Y-you don't have to..." I insists, and so, here we were in front of Frank's house.
"You knock, or I knock ?" I ask.
"I-I don't want to see her." So I knocked the door.
"Who's this ?" Said a woman's voice.
"I'm Gerard, Frank's friend." I say.
"Frank's not here."
"I know, he's staying with me, I came to bring him his stuff." And so the woman opened, she seemed younger than her age, she must really take care of herself.
"I didn't mean to do it, I just wanted- Frank, baby, you're here, please enter." She says about to give him a hug.
"Don't fucking touch me." Frank says rejecting her.
He grabbed a box and filled it with clothes. His bedroom was cold, and seemed like it wasn't open for months, with a strange smell, that I've never smelled before. He later went to the garage, and I followed him. "We're taking my mototrcycle." And so we were back to my house.
"You drive like fucking crazy, do you even have a licence for this shit ?"
"I don't, it was my dad's bike."
We stayed home until it was time to head to the concert. We took Frank's bike. "Hold on me tight, baby." He said.
"Don't call me-" I got cut of by the bike's groan. Frank is still driving so fast, and I think I'm going to puke. Well why not puke on him ?. We arrived on time for the concert. "Here's the plan, you enter with your ticket, and I sneak in."
"What a plan !" I say sarcastically.
And here I was, in the concert and it's been 30 minutes. And Frank's not back, maybe he was arrested for trying to sneak in. I shouldn't have invited him. That kid is a troublemaker.
"I finally fucking found you !" He said. He started dancing and screaming the lyrics back at them. Some people started a mosh-pit and he joined them. After a while, he stage-dived. That kid is so fucking hyperactive. I am impressed.
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