[This is the sequel to Tell Me I'm A Bad Man, it's not a necessity to read that first, but you probably should] Frank was under the impression that as soon as he'd graduated and moved to New York with Gerard, everything would be, well, perfect. Though he wasn't completely naïve - he knew that the presence of Gerard's...
It's the lake in November, and the move closer to the ocean, and Gerard's fixation, and Gerard's compulsions like tidal waves dragging him down, and Mikey's more distant than ever: like they're drifting out into the middle of the ocean, whereas Gerard's just stuck there: water turning to quicksand around him, drowning...
Kind of a rushed joke-story? It's terrible, and I wouldn't blame anyone if they wouldn't want to read it all, neither would I. Someone falls in love with someone else and it goes to hell. Holly has some trouble coping with emotions, if this wasn't the case, then maybe this'd be a lot cuter. I'm not a big fan of romanc...