I'm A Mess (Completed)

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"Yo, Gee" Alex said, walking into his best friend's apartment. "Never say that" Gerard slightly smiled. "Fair enough. Anyway, I went to check your mailbox and I found this..." Alex pulled out an envelope with the words 'To Gerard' written in the centre, accompanied by a heart at the end.

Gerard's heart stopped and his eyes widened when he saw the familiar handwriting. He quickly took the envelope from his friend's hands, tearing the paper open as he quickly took out the note. He scanned the words, seeing a small wet patch at the bottom of the note. The first thing he thought of was that it was his tears, which only made him sadder than he already was about this whole situation. 

"To Gerard. Hi, I really hope that you're getting this note. I miss you. So fucking much and I know it's been just a month but it feels like a year already..." Gerard stopped himself. "Is this Frank?-"

"-No shit, it's Frank" Gerard looked up at Alex, seeing him raise his hands up in defence. 

"...Today I went back to school for the first time. I hate it. Everyone keeps on staring at me and calling me names like fag or queer. One of them even called me a teacher-fucker. I can't do this anymore. I really need you. Write back if you can. My address is two-one-eight-one Hilltop Haven Drive. Send anything back. Even just a piece of paper saying hi, I'll be fine with it. I just need something that reminds me of you. I'll talk to you whenever" Gerard read aloud, feeling tears brim his eyes. 

"...I love you. Frank,.. ex-oh, ex-oh." Saying all of that hurt him. Like he got stabbed in the heart ten thousand times and he was restricted to save himself from the bleeding. He hated that feeling. 

"Fuck..." He cursed under his breath, folding the note back up. "Shit, man. That's gotta hurt" Alex furrowed his eyebrows as he patted his friend's back. 

"It does..." Gerard quietly said, sniffling. "I'm gonna write back and you're gonna put it in his mailbox" He immediately said, running over to his room with Alex following him. He sat down on his black swivel chair and grabbed a notebook along with a black pen. "What are you gonna write?" Alex leaned against the wall, scanning the black pen dance over the paper. "Something to make him happy" Gerard spoke, writing down whatever he thought of. 

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"If anything bad happens at school again just call. I mean it this time, Frank" His mother scolded him. "Whatever..." Frank looked down, grabbing his bag. He walked outside, taking a breath of fresh air when he looked over at his mailbox. He debated on whether Gerard actually got what he had posted and sent him something back. 

He bit his lower lip, walking over to it. He opened it, seeing an blue envelope. He reached for it, a smile appearing on his face when he saw his name written on it. He looked both ways before stuffing it in his backpack and walking off to the school.

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Frank made it to the bathroom once he passed by all the students giving him dirty looks. He walked into an empty stall and sat on one of the closed toilet seats, eagerly trying to get out the note. He tore the blue envelope apart, his shaky hands grabbing the note. He read:

Hey, Kid.

I got your note yesterday. Alex posted it for me when he had time. Anyway, I don't even know what to say... I can't imagine what it must feel like at school now. I mean, I wouldn't know for sure cause they kicked my ass out of there but I'm assuming that it sucks. That you feel lonely. I can't do much but I want to make you happy even just a bit by giving you this. And if those kids pick a fight, you have two options. Walk away, or beat the living shit out of them in return :) They don't know what you're going through. Just remember that. I'll try writing to you everyday (or at least every week). Just try to do the same. I would love to hear from my little Frankie again.

I love you so much. Just a few more months to go, that's all... We got this.

From, Gerard <3

Frank smiled, feeling a tear stream down his face. He felt warmness in his heart. He couldn't explain how much he loved that man. It was unreal at times. He quickly wiped away his tear stained cheek with his sleeve and sniffled. 

Gerard accomplished what he wanted to do. To make him happy even just a tiny bit from the note. It worked.

He folded the note back up and stuffed it in his blazer pocket. He grabbed his bag and threw it over his shoulder, making sure he looked presentable enough before walking out into the hall again.