Heaven and Hell (Frerard)

Tell me about it, stud.

Gerard's POV

I snuck in to the the villa that I lived in with my little brother.
"Gerard,"  I heard his voice say
"Hey Mikes," I said as I looked down, I knew what he was going to do.
"You snuck out again, you know I'm trying to protect you from everything but I can't fight all the heat that's coming your way," He always lectured me about this.
"I know but does it look like I care? it's not like I'm  like you, Head Angel in Charge? No, I'm not, I'm the freak angel, The angel of Darkness, remember?" I said with a tone.
" I can't help but worry," He said, the feathers were sticking out, he was  worried.
"Wait, I thought angels have only one emotion?" I asked in confusion.
"They do, but some don't like me or you or Patrick," He explained.
He made a face and his eyebrows furrowed.
"Thats not the point, I love  you Gee, I don't want you to get hurt for nothing," He said with sparkly eyes.
Mikey never cried so when he did, it was torture.
" Mikey," I breathed out, I was looking at the ground, I was gonna tell him about Frank, I knew he wasn't gonna be supportive over the fact he's a guy or the fact that he's a demon.
Mikey's eyes met mine.
"I like someone, that's why I'm sneaking out," I said.
Mikey was waiting for a better explanation.
"Uh His name is Frank," I said and gripped my sweaty hands together.
Mikey's eyes looked relieved
"You were scared to tell me you like a guy? I'm not like the other angels you know?" He said.
And here is the part when it all goes down train.
"No, uh Hes a demon," I said in a quiet tone.
"Gerard, we've been through  the lectures and the rules that were repeated and repeated that specifically say that angels and demons can't be together! Don't you listen!" He shouted.
"Yes, Mikes I listen but I don't  give a shit about the rules!" I spat back
"But they're the rules" He fought back.
"The rules are stupid Mikes," I said with anger in my voice.
Mikey was still angry but he was thinking about something.
"Wait, Gee, Did you say his name was Frank?" He asked.
"Yea, that's his name," I replied.
"Frank as in Frank Iero?" He asked, He had a little glimmer of hope in his eyes that I would say no
"Yeah, that's him, why?" I asked.
That glimmer of hope shattered.
"He's second in command of Hell," He said, He shook his head and left me in the room alone.
I was crushing on the Prince of Hell.