The Suicide - Frerard

What will it take?

Gerard sat on his bed drawing when he received a text.

He opened the message. He saw Frank's name and whined out in annoyance, what could Frank possibly want that he keeps pestering Gerard.

F:What will it take?

G:take what?

F:To get you back.

G:nothing tbh, i don't wanna see you

Sure Gerard was being a dick but he was a little salty about everything, he has a hard time letting shit go.

F:Please Gerard.. I'm lonely without you.

G: sucks for you :/

Gerard snickered at his last text.

F: I thought you loved me 😞

Gerard staired at the text, he felt bad but he didn't know how to reply, would he say he loved him? What could Gerard say.

Gerard went to type but just shut his phone groaning into his arms.

"Why does this boy have to be so fucking difficult!"Gerard yelled into his arms, he laid down on his back and starred at the message. Gerard was speechless at the moment.

He thought hard for a moment before typing.

G: i do love you baby..

Gerard began to get upset and he deleted the letters.

He didn't wanna seem as an easy boy.

Gerard felt like crying. This kind of boy stuff stressed him out deeply.

Being in pain while being in love sucks.

He wished he knew what to do in these situations, heavy romance is new to him. It made him feel almost tired trying to figure out how to make shit work.

He already had loads of shit in his plate.

He just decided not to respond at all.

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Frank saw the messenger go through but for twenty minutes all he got was READ.

It definitely hurt him, he felt as if he was being strangled but bad luck.

It wasn't usually like Gerard to just not answer his texts. Either something was wrong or he was really pissed.

Frank couldn't take it anymore and just called Gerard.

He felt that Gerard was being a bit harsh.

After a few rings Gerard picked, he sounded pissed but Frank couldn't give a fuck, he was just happy to hear his voice.

"Hey why didn't you text me back, I saw that I was left on read."Gerard's other line stayed silent.

"Hello? You dead man?" Frank chuckled before coughing dramatically. If this was his way of poking fun it's not funny.

"Talking to you is a waste of fucking time." Gerard said almost whispering out a breath.

"Okay Gerard I didn't even say anything."Frank wanted to know why he Gerard was acting like this.

"I don't care." Frank rubbed at his head, he felt a headache coming his way like a fucking storm.

"Why are you mad at me?" The real answer is that Gerard didn't know why. All he knew was that Frank got angry at him because of his dad walking in on them and then the Bob thing came rolling in, and that pissed Gerard off.