Yet again Frank has just disappeared. Gerard did get warning that he was going offline but it was so brief. He didn't even explain why. He tried not to overthink it, going on with his life. It has been really hard for Gerard lately. His classes got switched to academic and he didn't know anyone there. He had to work twice as hard and was mentally crumbling. He cried most nights just because of the stress. Everything was all hitting at once and sometimes it felt like the weight of the world on his chest. He had no one to talk to about it. He didn't want to be a bother. He wrote his feelings down. The gentle slopes of ink onto paper was soothing and he direly needed to get this all off his chest. He wrote and wrote, pour out his entire soul into a swirl of emotion that quickly filled many pages. His mind was a mess, he was smothering himself slowly and didn't know what he could do to help it.
With a heavy chest he put the book down. It was 1am and he was beyond exhausted. Malnourished and sleep deprived he lowered his head to his pillow and felt his entire body ache with tiredness. It was a desperate plea for more energy. He went to bed and knew how it would end. He'd fall asleep only to wake up what felt like 5 minutes later. His chest would be heavy and every movement would be draining. He'd cry but then try desperately to look some type of presentable. He'll grimace at his reflection but know he really can't do anything further to improve it. With a worn out sigh he tried his best to relax and with heavy heart he drifted off to sleep.
This is from the drafts until I can write another chapter. Thank you for the support on this book over the past few years, I'm shocked people still want to read this 🥺
- Jinx
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