Oh no
I know how this is gonna end now
It's not for another few chapters, but... I'm sorry?
Gerard's P.O.V.
"So do you think you'll be going on the field trip?" Ray asked carefully. It was if every word that had come out of his mouth since I had come back to school had been planned and rehearsed in case he offended me in some way.
"I'm not even supposed to be in school." I sighed, looking at the sandwich in front of me with distaste.
"Of course I'm going."
"Stop staring at the sandwich and eat it." Frank nudged me.
"I'm gonna." I mumbled.
"What about you, Frank?" Ray asked.
"Yeah, I guess. I wasn't gonna, but if Gee is going I will too." His arm snaked around my waist.
"Gerard, please eat something."
"If he doesn't want to eat it-"
"I'll eat it, fucking hell." I picked it up and took a bite. It didn't taste as bad as it looked, but it didn't taste great.
"Happy?"
"Don't be like that." Frank said quietly and I felt a little guilty.
"I only want to make sure you're okay and eating properly."
"Guys, Hey." Mikey came over and sat next to Ray.
"Have you heard the news?"
You're gonna have to be a little more specific, Mikes." I looked at my brother.
"Jake is back." He frowned.
"Apparently he did some heavy drugs or something and it's really messed with his head."
"Who?" Frank and I asked in unison.
"Jake Fisher...?" Mikey looked confused.
"The guy you were accused of kidnapping then killing?"
"Oh, that guy. Back so soon, huh?" Frank smiled a little.
"What the Hell did you do, Iero?" Ray sighed.
"Well when his little boyfriend told Gerard that he thought I took him, I did say I didn't kill him. I never lied, I just didn't tell the whole truth." Frank looked at me carefully and I knew he was being careful of what he said.
"He said a lot of shit that hurt Gerard. If he had left him out of it then I wouldn't have cared all that much."
"Yeah, but what did you do?" Mikey asked.
"I used one of mom's spells to turn him into a rat. It would wear off after a week or so, but I guess he got lost." I picked at the bread from my sandwich, barely registering Frank's words.
"I also threatened him that if he told anyone or upset you ever again, I'd do a lot worse."
"Frank, you can't just abuse another student just because he hit a nerve." Ray sighed.
"Why not? I think you're forgetting I put a kid in the hospital because he saw me get sad. Turning that bastard into a rat was nothing." The bell rang, signalling the end of lunch.
"We've got art, Gee."
"I know." I threw the sandwich into the bin and grabbed my bag, moving away from Ray and Frank.
"Hey, what's up? You've been in a bad mood all lunch." Frank caught up to me.
"You were okay earlier, has something happened?"
"No, it's nothing, Frankie." I shook my head.
"Don't worry about it."
"It's not as simple as that and you know it." Frank walked with me to art and we took our seats.
"I'm just kinda sore and sad, but it doesn't matter." I sighed and got out my sketchbook. Frank didn't say anything at first, but he took my sketchbook off of me.
"Frank, come on."
"Of course it matters, Gee." He said in a soft tone.
"Why would you think it wouldn't?"
"Can I just gave my sketchbook back please?" He sighed and pushed it towards me.
"Thank you." I took his hand and have it a small squeeze, before bringing it up and kissing his knuckles.
"I love you, Gee. You know that." He smiled sadly.
"You can talk to me, you know that." I nodded my head and Mr. Green cleared his throat.
"Your projects are due in at the end of this week and I'm expecting great things. Failure to hand in your partner projects results in an F and detention." Murmurs erupted in the classroom, but I was already mindlessly drawing and Frank had taken out some homework. All that was left of our project was throwing a few of my drawings together, finishing my painting and Frank wanted to write a brief summary of it all.
"Hey." Frank and I both looked up, seeing Jake with a glare directed at Frank.
"I don't know what the fuck you did to me-"
"I have no idea what you're talking about." Frank interrupted, sounding bored.
"Unless you want to get hit again, I suggest you fuck off."
"Fuck you, Iero." He spat and Frank wrapped his arm around me as the blond shot me a dangerous glare.
