Homosexuality is Sin.

chapter 12 & 13

Authors note-

sorry! ah i messed up so np now you got two chapters in one

Chapter 12

Mikey looked at us as we got in the car. He’d been crying.

“Frank, you have to get out. Now. And I need to drive Gerard home.”

My eyes wide, I did as I was told. Gerard grabbed my waist and pulled me in for one quick kiss before Mikey leaned over and slammed the door, driving off.

I stood there, staring after them, my backpack over one shoulder and tears pouring down my cheeks. I couldn’t walk to school. I couldn’t. It was too terrifying.

I walked back into the house and slammed the front door. I slid down it to sit on the floor, tucking my knees up and sobbing into my hands.

“Frank baby, what’s wrong?” Mum exclaimed, walking into the hall.

“G-Gerard!” I cried out. “I th-think his parents found out about us! And Mikey won’t d-drive me to school!”

“Oh Frankie! I’m so sorry baby! I’ll drive you in today. You have your license, maybe I’ll have to get you a car soon.”

“We can’t afford that, and you k-know it,” I sniffed. Maybe one of the boys would start picking me up. Maybe this would blow over. Huh, yeah right.

Gerard and Mikey weren’t there for the entire day. Bob and Ray were fretting, worried about the performance tomorrow and asking me endless questions that I couldn’t answer. In short, I was glad to be home that evening.

I tried calling Gerard and even Mikey a couple times, but it went straight to voicemail. I was sitting on the edge of the bed, my head in my hands when Mum walked in, leaning on the doorframe.

“Frank honey, come and watch a movie with me or something,” she murmured, looking tired and worried. I sighed and stood up, following her downstairs. Two steaming pizza boxes were sitting on the counter and I managed a tiny smile. At least pizza wasn’t a sin.

I loaded up my plate (I tended to comfort-eat) and headed to the couch. Mum had put The Nightmare Before Christmas in the DVD player and I smiled weakly. She knew it was my favorite movie.

After a while, I got up to put my plate in the dishwasher and went back to the couch, curling up and wishing I had Gee next to me to keep me warm.

The next morning, I went through my clothes quickly, pulling on a pair of black skinny jeans and the baggy hoodie Gerard had lent me and forgotten to take back. It still smelled of him.

Mum dropped me off outside the school gates and I walked in tiredly. Ray and Bob were standing around, looking lost and confused. They smiled when they saw me and I managed to smile back. Ray looked at my hoodie pointedly, but didn’t say anything.

“There they are!” Bob said suddenly. Mikey and Gerard were walking into school. Gerard looked up at me for just a second. Tears were pouring down his cheeks. He looked away and Mikey grabbed his arm, steering him away from me without so much as a second glance.

I stared after them, my mouth hanging open. Tears suddenly blinded me and I shoved my hands in the pocket of the stolen hoodie, glaring at the ground fiercely. I felt arms around me and leaned into Ray slightly as he rubbed my back.

“Go talk to them, Bob,” he ordered. I heard running footsteps and Ray sighed.

“Frank, I think they got in trouble.”