With no school, and more importantly no Gerard, for the next week, things got boring and tiresome really, really fast. The first few days I spent at home alone, mostly sulking and playing video games.
Mom tried to convince me to go out and do stuff, but I was too stubborn and too sad, and a little bit angry, too. The more I thought about it, the less it made sense. A whole fucking week not speaking to him? That was ridiculous. I was half tempted to storm over to his house and demand he explain himself, but I didn't. He'd probably accounted for the fact I might do that, and I'd end up being evicted from his house by Mikey.
It's not that I didn't trust him, because I did. It was just hard not being able to talk to him.
Halfway through the week, Joe invited me out with him and Chris, and I was only too happy for the distraction. We decided to go to the skate park, and although I personally was shit at skateboarding, Joe was pretty great at it, so me and Chris normally watched him and flirted shamelessly with anyone who stood near us, because for some reason, skater kids get really, really horny.
My current conquest was a girl with long, white dreaded hair. She had a weird accent that I couldn't place, and a nose piercing. I didn't like girls, of course, but if I did, she'd be at the top of my list.
She leaned against the fence, pretending to not look at me from under her too-large sunglasses.
"It's Fred, right?"
"Frank." I corrected her, shooting her a smile. She blushed, and I felt pride run through me.
"Right. Frank. Do you skate?" she asked, gesturing her beer can to the ramp in front of us. I snorted, prying the can from her fingers and taking a long sip.
"Uh, no. I don't." I shrugged.
"Me neither. I just come here for the guys." She chuckled, biting her lip. I leaned back, taking another chug of her beer, discarding the empty can on the floor, and holding my hand out for another one, even though it would be my sixth, and I knew should probably stop. She laughed and handed it to me.
"Yeah?" I said finally, smirking at her. She shifted her weight onto one leg.
"Yeah. Hot dudes come here." She said lamely. I almost agreed with her, then caught myself. I was meant to be playing 'straight', after all.
It was a game I didn't really understand, but when I'd had this much beer, it was fun enough to play.
"Hot dudes? So, like who?"
"Like you." She said confidently. I smiled, clicking my lip ring against my teeth, Gerard all but forgotten. I could blame it on the alcohol, or I could blame it on being angry at him, but I wasn't thinking about him as ran my tongue along my bottom lip.
"Yeah? Think I'm hot?" I smirked. She bit her lip and nodded. I curled an arm around her waist, pulling her close to me. Gay as I was, she was still a very pretty girl. I could have done worse. She wrapped her arms around my neck, leaning into me.
"I wanna kiss you." She sighed.
"Do it."
She let out a soft whimper as she pressed her lips against mine. They were soft and warm, and when her tongue slid out to flick against mine, it tasted sweet. I held her hips, pushing her against the fence as we kissed, her lips hot and fast against mine as her hands tangled in my hair. I rubbed my hand softly along the inside of her thigh, and she moaned, her hand sliding down to grab my ass, holding me closer to her. I felt myself getting hard in my jeans, and rubbed my cock against her thigh.
"Fuck me." She breathed. I let out a sharp moan as I moved my hand to the wetness seeping through her shorts, rubbing her fast. She let out hot, breathy moans, biting my neck.
