Protective Love

Final Performance

1:00pm and it's math next but I don't go. Me and Bert walk down to the nightclub where we preform. As soon as we get there we start practicing our new song. The time when Bert does his solo I look over at him, I don't feel any love. Surely I should feel something when I'm staring at the one who I've been going out with for three years. But no.. It seems like this is gonna be our last show...

Bert keeps shouting at me as I get a part of a verse wrong. He's always like this when he's stressed.. He always takes it out on me. I sing through the song again and then Bert slaps me around the face as I say a word wrong. I whimper and steps away from him, tears building up in my eyes... This is so not true love.. I've gotta dump him..

At that moment Bert slaps me Frank walks in. "F-Frank..?" I look over at him, tears leaking from my eyes and a cut on my cheek where Bert slapped me, his ring that scratched my face.

Frank looks up as I say his name. He sees the cut on my cheek and that I'm crying. "What the hell!" He walks up to Bert.

"Frank, don't.." I frown.

"What?" Bert shouts at Frank.

Oh god no...

"You can't just fucking slap him!" Frank clenches his fists together.

Is Frank caring about me..?

Bert narrows his eyes at Frank and yells. "I can do whatever I want with him. He's my boyfriend. Why do you care so much anyway?"

"If you loved him you wouldn't go slapping him and hurting him!"

"You didn't answer my question, midget. Why do you care?"

"I don't have to answer your question, therefore I won't. Just fucking back off."

Aww, Frank is so cute when he's angry.

"Whatever." Bert glares at Frank then walks back stage. I grab Frank's hand and pulls him to the side of the stage soon as Bert is out of sight. "Frankie, what are you doing here?"

Damn, I just called him Frankie...

"Well the teacher said you were practicing your new song so I thought I'd come and see you."

"Aww cute.."

Shit.

"Uh... I mean, that's sweet of you, Frank." I smile, chewing on my lower lip.

"It's really no problem." Frank smiles back at me, running his fingers through his hair.

"No really, Frank.. You're really sweet to me. I don't know what I've done to make you be kind to me."

"Well, you're kind to me so I'm just returning the gesture."

I smile and looks down as my cheeks blush bright red. "You're so kind. I don't understand how you're not in a relationship."

"Uh.. Well there's no one that I like... Apart from this one guy, I kinda like him..."

I bet it's Jeph or somebody.

"Oh... Anyway, we're starting now, I hope you like it." I smile then walks centre stage with Bert.

Frank walks off stage and sits down on the closest chair, whispering. "I doubt it, not with Bert around."

Me and Bert wait for Quinn and Branden to get ready meanwhile Jeph walks in and sits next to Frank. "Ugh hey man. I'm so fucked. I wanna kiss Bert at the New Years disco but I can't because he's with Gerard. But then Bert never goes to parties anyway."

Frank looks at Jeph and grins lightly. "You'll get your chance sooner or later."

Jeph grins back but is slightly confused. "O-oh..?" He laughs slightly. "Who do you wanna kiss on New Years night then?"