After another steamy makeout session, Frank pulls away. I wonder what's wrong.. "Umm.. Gerard look, before anything happens.. I need to tell you something.." he says, he looks upset now. "Frank, you know you can tell me anything!" I say, confidently. "Well.. umm.. if we were to start dating or anything.." he pauses to look at me, and analyses my expression. I just smile. I want him to feel comfortable. "Well.. that might get you into a lot of trouble.. I'm not exactly.. liked.. I never have been. I used to even hate myself.." he says, showing me his arm. I gasp, his arm is covered in lots of pink lines. Scars. "Please don't hate me.. I didn't know what I was doing.." he says, almost crying. I say nothing, but with misty eyes, I bring my arm up and place it next to his. I have matching scars. He smiles through his new forming tears and before I can say anything, he's hugging me, sobbing into my shoulder. Wow.. this morning it was the other way around. It's great to feel needed.. especially by Frank. I can't believe I only met him today.. there must be more to it than that..
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Hey guys, sorry the chapters are so short, but I'm typing this on my android! I'll write longer ones when I get onto the computer I promise! Please leave comments.. I like comments..
