Light Skies & Razøred Tongues (Frerard)

Chapt. 27 - But Maybe I can't Let Go

Song: Dad's Song
Artist: Set It Off
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Whuttup guys it's ya boi skinny penis-

Nah I'm just fuckin' with y'all

But hey :) sorry but this is the second to last chapter ·___·
Frank's P.O.V.

"I can read minds.." I said immediately feeling regret rise in me.

Gerard just sat there with his mouth agape and eyes wide.

He quickly recollected himself then. "Pssh! Come on Frank.. Quit joking." He said looking at me with a "you're so full of it" look.

"I'm not joking." I said truthfully, frowing a bit and already knowing that would be his answer.

"Frank I really hate being lied to, tell me the truth." He began to sound agitated then.

"Listen... I didn't want to tell you because of this exact reason. But I thought that you had a right to know, I didn't want to keep secrets from you especially after what you've been through and it's not fair to you. I knew you wouldn't believe me when I told you." I said looking down at my lap as I ended that sentence.

He sat there as if he contemplating something on he mind for a while and i thought the silence was going to suffocate me, somehow i have the feeling that this is not going to end well, i was so caught up in my own thoughts and how many possible ways this could end that when Gerard finally spoke all i heard was a blur of his voice.

I looked up at him then, "huh?"

"Prove it," he repeated, "If you really do have telepathic and/or physic powers, I want you to prove that you do." He stated simply without a hint of seriousness nor belief in his voice.

"Um.. O-Okay then, think of something i guess..."  I said with guilt and shame putting in my stomach and looked at him so he had my full attention.

We sat there in silence.

I know this is going to end well. I shouldn't be doing this.

This is a joke.. I know it is. He thought.

I'm really going to ruin everything, why do i have to be so stubborn?

"This is a joke.. I know it is."

His eyes widened a little then but he quickly masked it with boredom. "Lucky try." Even though i felt that a part of him believed me.

I took a deep breath, not ready for what is to come next because there is absolutely no way he won't lose his shit once it finally clicks.

Deciding to -impulsively- ignore every fiber in my being, i tapped into his thoughts once again.  You're the most beautiful person I've ever seen.

I felt my cheeks rise in heat at that comment but repeated it anyways.

"You um.. Y-you said that you're the most beautiful person I've ever seen." I finished.

I had never seen somebody react so blankly before. I thought he was going to freak out, hit me and tell me I was fucking crazy. But he didn't.

He just sat there with his brows furrowed and his lips parted just enough to where I could see his teeth.

"Amazing." He breathed.

"It's okay I'll leave. And I'll never bothe- wait What?" I said in shock.

This is new.

"I don't think you're a freak or some shit like that if that's what you thought. I think it's astounding you have that ability."

"So you don't hate me?"