Homosexuality is Sin.

It's a sin.

Gerard’s POV

I glanced at Mikey as we walked home. He shot me a knowing look and I flipped him off, walking a little faster to get ahead of him. He ran a little to catch up.

“Gerard, you can’t do this to Frank,” Mikey said, panting slightly.

“I can and I will,” I growled. “Now shut up.”

I was sitting at my desk, working on my homework when I heard footsteps on the stairs. My bedroom is the basement; it’s nice and large and I have a TV and a couch, so Mikey and I often hang out down here.

I looked up and saw Mikey standing there. He shut the door behind him and walked over to me.

“Gerard-”

“Mikey, fuck off!”

“Gerard you like Frank, don’t you!”

I sighed and dropped my head into my hands after throwing my pencil down on the desk irritatedly.

“It’s not a crime, Gerard,” Mikey murmured, moving closer and putting his hand on my back.

“Yes it is,” I mumbled. “It’s a sin.”

“No it’s not. Look, why don’t you just join me in hell and admit you like him.”

“Join you in hell?” I looked up in confusion and Mikey grinned.

“Seventh grade. Mum and Dad didn’t tell you cause they were worried you’d do the same. I was Frank’s boyfriend for like a week. We kissed a couple times and I guess they found out somehow.”

I stared at Mikey, trying to process this new information.

“I’m bisexual, Gerard,” Mikey sighed. “I like guys and girls. I can’t help it. It’s how I was born.”

I watched as a tear rolled down his cheek. “Mum and Dad hate me because of it, but I can’t help it!”

I jumped up and pulled him into a hug, rubbing his back.

“Shh, it’s okay Mikey. I don’t hate you,” I murmured.

“Then why do you hate Frank?”

Ouch. I had no answer for that. Mikey pulled away from me and glared at me.

“Frank is one of the best friends you’ll ever have, but you’re not giving him a chance! You and him would be great together and I know he likes you a lot. Can’t you just suck up the idea that you’re probably gay or bi and just ignore Mum and Dad? They don’t matter! You’re fucking seventeen, Gerard, you’re out of here soon!”

I sighed and looked down, my eyes filling with tears.

“C’mon, join me in hell, it’ll be fun, we can build a little house and hang out with Frank and all the other gay dudes,” Mikey joked, shoving my shoulder. I grinned through the tears that were now flowing down my cheeks and he sighed.

“You need to talk to him.”

“I will. When it’s the right time,” I answered. “I promise.”

“When will the right time be?” Mikey asked suspiciously.

“Mikey....I don’t know. Look, that’s the best you’re gonna get, okay? Why don’t we watch a movie or something?”

“You’re changing the subject,” he accused, looking at me sideways.

“Yes. Yes, I am. Now if you don’t want to be down here, go away!”

Mikey walked off and flopped down on the couch, flicking the TV on and surfing through the channels. I tried to finish my homework, but found I couldn’t concentrate as all I could think about was Frank.

I sighed and threw my pencil at the wall in frustration, then got up and walked over to Mikey, falling onto the couch with a huge sigh. Mikey shot me a smirk and I flipped him off. He, very wisely, turned back to the TV.

Authors note:

The sister that decides when this is updated is starting to read it today so expect updates.

ITS SO SHORT IM SORRY.

BUT HEY, NEW POV!!!

If the world tells you to lengthen your shorts, you must shorten them.

~T xoxo