I woke in Frank's arms again... remembering the sexual acts we had yesterday emerged a strange sensation on my chest and stomach. Frank hadn't woken up yet, and I found time to take a look at his tattoos, they were strangely beautiful, I wish I knew their meaning. I tried to stood up, but he held me tighter. "Please, stay a little bit longer." He said, half woken-up.
"Are you hangover ?"
"I never was drunk, just a little bit stoned..."
"Frank, I swear if you don't stop drinking, I'll...I'll stop eating."
"Alright, I'm never drinking again, but don't act like you didn't enjoy it in bed last night." I wasn't prepared to hear him say that into my face, my jaw probably touched the ground by this time, I didn't like what he just said, how could he just snap this at me, I felt intimidated, ashamed and dirty. I stormed to the kitchen. Last night was a big mistake.
At school, I tried to avoid and ignore Frank, which wasn't easy, since he followed me everywhere. At my way to eat lunch, Brendon Urie, one of the popular jerks of school, made an interaction with me. " Oh Hi, Werard Gay... Oops, did I misspell your name ?" I gave him a deathstare. "Is that new kid your boy-toy ?, you two look like such a cute couple, faggots." I should respond or else I'll end up beaten like all the others.
"He's not even my friend, now would you please let me go, it's lunch time, and I don-"
"Lunch ?! you're fat enough to-" He gets cut off by Frank punching him in the face.
"Don't ever fucking call Gerard fat, asshole." said Frank outraged, punching Brendon until his fist bled.
"Enough !" I scream at him, and he stopped, as he looked at all the blood on his hands.
"Let's clean this off." We headed to the restroom, leaving Brendon in pain. "Oh, I'm so dirty babe..." Frank said, I should let him know he's getting me into troubles.
"I'm not talking to you." I said firmly, as he questioned me with his looks, waiting for an explanation. "I'm not gay." This wasn't a lie, he could not force me to be gay, he can't just kiss me and touch me whenever he feels like it. He kept staring at me, then wipped the blood out of his finger in my mouth, before I could say anything, he was kissing me. "F-Frank... n-no..." It sounded more like a moan than an order. I tried to push him, but he was stronger than me.
"So won't you say you love me ?" He said, kissing me harder.
"F-Frank... Let me go !" I finally had the ability to push him, as I ran out as fast as possible, I went to our table, where Ray and Mikey were already eating.
"Gerard, you look terrified, what happened ?" asked Ray.
"I-I...F-Frank..." I couldn't make words.
"Where's Frank ?" questioned Ray.
"I-I... h-he..." The words seems so heavy when you're under shock.
"There he is !" exclaimed Ray, I looked behind me, he was getting closer and closer, with a smirk on his face, as if he had won a war, my heart beats went faster and faster, I didn't want to be any near this man again.
"Hey guys !" He said as if nothing happened five minutes ago.
"What's up with Gerard ?, he doesn't want to tell us..." Ray asked Frank.
"He must be scarred of blood, I almost killed that Urie boy..." I wasn't scarred of blood, I was scarred of him, I was scarred of Frank, I was scarred to fall in love with Frank. "He called Gerard fat." He continued.
"Well... prepare yourself, he doesn't like it when someone touches his pretty face."
"I don't give a fuck." I can't stand being near him anymore, so I got up, and walked out. "Gerard, where are you going ?" I walked faster, hoping he's not following me. "Gerard, please-" He landed a hand on my back.
"Don't fucking touch me." I screamed at him, as my right hand found a place in his left eye, with a strengh I didn't know I had, I've had punched him. He froze in his place, as I ran home, and locked up the front door. I don't want him near me anymore, but in the other hand, he has nowhere to go...
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This is for the kids who ain't got no soul, never think twice, got nowhere to go. This is for the pills that never fucking work, but it's hard to see blood on a black t-shirt !
If you haven't noticed yet, Frank Iero with bruises is my aesthetic. But he shouldn't be hurt :(
Werard Gay is my favorite member of My Chemically Romans (shitty joke #2)
I love Brendon Urie, don't get me wrong, but I had to.
I'll fight with my bare hands anyone who calls fetus and current Gerard fat, I fucking mean it !
Anyway !
Fronkie has a weird kink...
I hope you enjoyed !
Hate on anyone who thinks that Ray isn't beautiful (R.I.P Mr.Toro 💜😭💜),
