Threats Of Romance

Chapter TWELVE

Frank retracted his hands as soon as gee touched them. "No. WE didn't make mistakes. YOU did. You made me feel like you loved me and by God did I love you. YOU were the one that made it purely sexual. Anytime I tried to make an emotional attachment it was "you're moving too fast, Frank." Or "we'll talk about it later." You just don't get it. Then you met her. That good for nothing officious little slag, WHO SLEPT WITH BOB mind you, and you did what? You married her. Without even telling me. And you expected to me play a show straight after like it was nothing. Like YOU were nothing. YOU made the mistakes here Gerard, not me. I will NOT be your second best. You chose her over me, that's a decision decided to make. That's on you." He finished, panting by the end of it, so much pent up emotion over the years.

Gerard gasped, he hadn't expected Frank to be so cold. He sighed and nodded, getting up and walking out of the room, slowly shutting the door. "Alright, I deserve that..." It was true, he had deserved it. He'd made a lot of mistakes in the past, he just wanted a chance to redeem them. He sighed once more and walked down the hallway, down the stairs and into the living room. He was exhausted. He felt something that he hadn't felt in a while, tiredness. He closed his eyes and fell to sleep.

Frank fell against the bed, crying his eyes out. Why didn't Gee remember what they had? It's as if one day he just...forgot. He wished his arms were cut deeper so he could just kill himself. Part of him wished he would just die in his sleep. He led there crying, eventually drifting off.

~Gerard's dream~
Frank smirked as he strummed and walked over to gee sassily, wiping his bloody hand on his cheek then licking it. He giggled softly and ran back off, knowing gee would want big payback.

Gerard's eyes widened when he wiped the blood on his cheek and he marched along to the song playing. - Teenagers-. He approached Frank and grabbed his face, caressing his cheeks and gracing his thumb over his lips, kissing him passionately. The kiss felt amazing.

Frank completely dropped his guitar when he felt Gerard tug him off by the hair. He glared heavily and bit his lip, beginning to strum hard again, ending the show quickly, and walking back to the bunk, hugging gee. "You KISSED ME! Infront of all those people you kissed me!" He squealed, getting emotional with gee but Gerard didn't want that. He wanted a quick fuck.

Gerard nodded and pulled off, then smirking, lust in his eyes. "Yeah, I kissed you... Daddy's hungry..." He snarled, his smirk still wide. "I kissed yah to put yah in the mood, sugar..." He wanted to fuck, and that's all he wanted. He wasn't on any pills, or drugs, or alcohol of any sort. That was just the way Gerard was, back then.

Frank frowned a little bit, swaying. "D-daddy? I'm n-not really in the mood..." He said truthfully, biting his lip. He looked at his feet, pattering them a little, playing with his hands. He found it difficult to say no to Gerard.

Gerard's face dropped, he sighed and walked off, down the row of bunks and to Gee's. He went to open the curtain. His voice low and raspy. "Okay... I guess... I just want to prove I love you but-..." He paused. "It's fine."

Frank's own face dropped and he twiddled his hands, wiping his face. He just wanted to make Gerard happy. "I-if you love me th-then I guess,..." He called to Gerard, giving him a weak smile. He crawled over to Gerard and they fucked. After it, Frank laid breathless in gerards bunk. "C-can you stay and cuddle...?" He asked, rubbing his eyes.

Gerard chuckled and shook his head, turning over and away from Frank. "Oh sugar, you're funny..." He then fell asleep, softly snoring.

Frank sniffled slightly and threw on his clothes quickly, suddenly not feeling as comfortable as he did before, he climbed out of gees bunk, deliberately kicking him as he climbed out and stormed back to his bunk, shutting the curtain angrily.

~End of Dream~