Give me a reason to believe (Frerard)

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*Frank's POV*
"Gerard, are you okay?" I ask. Who am I kidding, of course he's not okay. I go over to him and sit in front of him.

"You shouldn't have come out" he says and looks down. "What? He was hurting you, maybe on the verge of killing you" I say.

I look at his hands and they have blood on them. I look at his hair and some of it also looks affected by blood.

"Gerard, would you do the same for me? If I was in your place" I say and try to make him look at me. "I would, if I was strong and knew how to defend myself. I'm weak" he says.

I bring a hand to his cheek and tilt his head up. His eyes are red. He has a cut on his eyebrow and his bottom lip is cut. He still has the black eye from previously. "Come on" I say "Let's get you cleaned up."

I stand and put my hand out to help him up. He takes it and I hoist him up. We walk to the bathroom and he sits on the counter. I look under the counter and locate the first aid kit. I take some cotton balls and stuff to clean the cuts.

I pour some onto the cotton and quickly tap it on the cut on Gerard's eyebrow. He winces and pulls his head back. "Sorry" I say. "It stings" Gerard says.

"Hold onto my arm, so when it stings, just squeeze it" I say and he holds onto my arm. I run it over his eyebrow again and he squeezes my arm. I grab a new cotton ball and quickly tend his cut on his lip.

I finish cleaning him and throw away a couple of things. "Done" I say. "That was painful" Gerard mumbles and I chuckle a bit. He places his hands in the sink and I wash away the blood with warm water. I grab a towel and dry him off.

"All clean" I say. "Thank you Frank" Gerard says. "No problem, it's what friends do" I say. "Let' sleep, yeah?"

-7 MONTHS LATER-

*Frank's POV*
I get up from bed and now it's my last year of high school. I get ready and get to school in my old junk car. I park and head to hell... I mean school.

I go to my locker and trade a couple of things. The bell rings signaling I'm late to class, great. I walk the corner and hear a slam in the lockers. It's Bert and Gerard. Yes, they're still together. But Gerard's become more distant and Bert still hates my guts.

Gerard sits on the floor and Bert looks over at me. "What the hell are you looking at, keep walking bitch" he says. I look and Gerard and he looks at me, but looks back down. I walk into my first class which is math.

"Late on the first day?" The teacher asks. "Sorry about that" I answer. "It's alright, take a seat. I was just about to call role" The teacher says. I sit in the back and he's almost done with role.

"Gerard Way?" He calls out. "No Gerard?" He calls again. The door opens and Gerard stands there panting. "Name?" Me. Goodson asks. "Gerard" he says and looks around. "Alright, take a seat" The teacher asks and the only free seat left is the one next to me. Gerard makes his way over, but doesn't look at me.

The class drags on and Gerard and I don't talk at all. I want to ask what happened, but you know. The bell rings and I leave as soon as possible. Next is Chemistry. I get there first and choose a table in the back. The class then fills with students. I see Gerard across the room and he looks back at me.

He comes to my table and sits. "Um, can I sit here?" He asks. "Yeah" I say and take out a notebook to doodle. I sigh. "Last year, huh?" Gerard says. "Yeah, then we can get out of this hell hole" I say and earn a chuckle from Gerard.

I haven't heard him laugh in a while. "What are your plans after?" He asks. "I want to pursue music" I say and look at him. "You?" I ask. "I don't know" he shrugs.

"You should do something involving art" I say "you're a good artist." "You think I am?" He asks. "Yeah, I remember you drew all the time" I say. "I did, didn't I" he says and I nod.

"Can I get paper?" He asks and I rip out a paper. He grabs a pencil and begins to draw. The teacher talks about stuff but I don't pay attention since I'm watching Gerard draw.

"Done" he says. There's a guy with a cool looking jacket on and a mask. On top of the guy is labeled 'Party Poison.' "Here" he says and hands me the picture. "You want me to keep it?" I ask. He nods his head. "Thanks Gee" I say with a smile and take it. I grab my binder and slip in into the pocket of my binder.

We make small talk for the rest of class and it's actually nice to talk to him again. "What do you have next?" I ask. "Study Hall at the library" he responds. "Me too" I say and look at my schedule. He gives me a smile and I return one. The bell rings and we talk to the library together.

We grab two books and sit at a table in the back corner. We sit in silence and read.

*Gerard's POV*
"Why were you talking to him?" Bert yells at me. School ended a couple of hours ago and now we're at his house. "I just have classes with him and I don't talk to anybody else" I respond and look down.

"Ugh, you're the worst" Bert says and goes into his room. He shuts his door and locks it. "At least you're moving away" I mumble.

Bert is going back to his school he came from since he keeps getting in trouble here. He's going back. I can get the chance to break up with him and regain my old life back. Everything can go back to normal, right?