Frank's POV
A week later, Bert was arrested and Gerard's parents accepted that one of their sons was gay and the other one bisexual. They realized that they didn't choose to like men, that they were just like that. And they loved their sons no matter what. They wanted Gerard back home, but Gerard refused as he wanted to stay with me.
I loved my boyfriend so much. And he was going to therapy and talking more. He started to love life and was a lot happier.
"Hey, Gee," I smiled as the boy walked into my house with my mom after the appointment. "How did it go with your therapist?"
"It went well. He said I'm opening up more and that I looked like I was starting to love myself more. And I owe it all to you, Frankie."
We hugged and kissed each other on the lips gently. One day I was going to marry this man and have a family with him. Even as a kid, I kind of wanted to wake up with him every morning but I never thought I'd actually date him.
I'm glad I had Bert arrested, and I'd do it again if Gerard wanted me to. I loved him. More than I loved myself. I would die for him if he needed me to. And I know he'd do the same for me. Because we're not just boyfriends. We're soulmates.
A/N: NOW, THE STORY IS COMING TO AN END... OOH OOH
(sorry, if there is anyone from the Skeleton Clique that just read that)
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Roman Holiday (Frerard)
FanficGerard was the 'city slut' with a broken past. And present. His fren Frank does everything he can to help Gerard get better with his traumatic experiences.
