in violent frustration | gerbert

Chapter Twenty

Gerard and Bert sit in bed together, talking, drinking coffee together, it's around 11 pm now, their topics ranging many random topics.

"Wait, doll did you cry last night?" Bert asks, realizing the light rings around his eyes, made from crying.

"It's getting late, I've got to get my make-up off, I'm gonna hop in the shower really quick" Gerard says, avoiding his question, standing.

Gerard grabs some clothes, going into the bathroom connected to the bathroom, starting the shower.

As Gerard showers, Bert walks around Gerard's pretty room, examining it all, never in Gerard's room.

He chuckles looking at the desk where pages are spread all over, sketches of cartoons, making Bert chuckle.

"You're an amazing artist" Bert calls to Gerard when he hears the water turned off, looking through his art.

After a few minutes, Gerard walks out, in pajamas, "Thanks" He smiles.

Gerard sits on the floor in-front of the mirror, with his hairbrush and a pack of make-up remover wipes.

"So what's with the whole make-up thing?" Bert asks, watching as Gerard uses the wipes to get rid of the residue.

"It makes me feel better about myself" Gerard says as he finishes up getting it off, brushing his long red hair.

"Baby you're perfect with and without make-up" Bert says, hearing Gerard seems to he insecure.

Gerard giggles softly, "Maybe, but make-up helps me feel confident, I don't know how I'd live without it"

Gerard gets done, crawling back into the bed with Bert, covering up as his hairs damp, making him cold.

As Gerard's out of his usual sweater, Bert eyes can't help but to go to the scar on Gerard's arm. He rarely sees it, considering he's always on the sweater.

Gerard pulls his shirt sleeve down more, covering it, hating for anyone to see any scars, insecure of anyone, but especially Bert seeing them.

Gerard's extremely embarrassed of the scars the car crash left, he doesn't even like looking at them, a constant reminder.

Bert wraps his arm around Gerard, placing a kiss on his head to reassure him, "Its okay doll"

Gerard smiles, resting into his side and the two talk and talk for hours on end, finally being able to stay the night together.

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Gerard gets dressed, applying his make-up as Bert sleeps in, they were up all night, but Gerard has no choice but to go to school.

"Come get back in bed, it's cold, and early" Bert mumbles turning over, feeling Gerard's no longer with him.

"As much as I would love too, Bryan will murder me if I miss school" Gerard chuckles, sitting at the end of the bed, getting his shoes on.

Bert mumbles tiredly before sitting up, scooting to the end of the bed, placing a kiss on Gerard's neck from behind.

"You didn't sleep but a few hours, are you going to be okay? Any symptoms right now?" Bert mumbles against his neck, tired but worried.

Gerard turns to look at him, smiling at how concerned he is, despite being exhausted, "I'll be perfectly fine, you get some rest, I'll be back soon"

Bert places a soft kiss on his lips, "I'll pick you up after school, call me if you need anything"

Gerard finishes getting ready as Bert leans back into the bed, passing back out after very little sleep.

Gerard smiles, heading to school, so happy that him and Bert are together, that he's willing to be with him and keep it from their parents.

"Hey cutie" Jeph smiles walking over to Gerard when they see him, along with Dan and Quinn.

"Hey" Gerard smiles, biting his lip, so excited to tell them that him and Bert finally got together as Bert mentioned the fact they already knew he was head over heels for Gerard.

"You're giddy, more than usual, what happened?" Dan smirks, noticing Gerard's body language.

"Wait- You and Bert, you fuckers got together, didn't you" Jeph chuckles, guessing it.

Gerard giggles softly, biting his lip, "Yep, and I couldn't be happier!"

Quinn scoffs, mumbles something under his break before walking off, angry, leaving Gerard confused.

Was it something he said?

Gerard goes throughout the day as usual, though at lunch Quinn Quinn wasn't there, is he okay? Gerard'll give him space before asking.

Gerard rolls his eyes walking out of the school, a kid following and teasing him, Gerard just ignoring him.

"Don't waste your breath, you're not going to bother me" Gerard says a he walks, taking a long drag of his cigarette.

Gerard smiles when he sees Bert waiting for him, leaned against the car, happy to see him.

"Nobody wants your damn girl scout cookies, fuck off" Bert tells the boy following Gerard as they walk over.

And as usual, the kid leaves, making Gerard laugh at his constant sarcasm, the two of them getting in the car, Gerard grabbing his cigarettes and lighter, stressed.

"I've really got to get you off of those things, they're going to kill you" Bert says, refrencing to the cigarette between Gerards fingers.

"Yeah, right" Gerard chuckles, Bert not understanding why Gerard's so addicted to them.

"You good baby doll?" Bert asks as he begins pulling out of the school, referencing how he's feeling from no sleep last night.

"I'm fine, I just really need to eat and rest" Gerard chuckles, barely able to keep his eyes open.

"Well, how about we order a pizza then you can go sleep, okay?" Bert suggests, feeling bad he's so worn out.

Gerard smiles, "Perfect"