Come Home [Frerard]

An orphan, all alone. He was the oldest one at the orphanage. Usually at the age of 16 most kids would leave the system, under certain rules and regulations of course. But Frank couldn't do that yet. Frank didn't have the money or the capability to live on his own. Frank had quite the reputation to keep up with in the small town of Newark, New Jersey. After a sequence of incidents Frank's life becomes a downward spiral of punishments. After a couple weeks Frank is relocated into a group home. At the group home Frank feels very out of place. He isn't like the kids living here. He didn't belong here, he didn't deserve this type of treatment. Frank was stuck living in a house full of drug addicts and future serial killers. But he wasn't like that, his faults were ten times more innocent compared to everyone else's. The one thing he had noted about the place was a mysterious looking boy with raven black hair and hazel-nut green eyes. All Frank knew about this boy -Gerard- was that he was a jerk, completely and utterly disrespectful in every matter. He refused to speak during his turn in group sessions and would lazily sprawl himself on the chair, showing with his body language that he had no interest in participating in any activities what so ever. No one knew how Gerard had ended up an orphan and in a group home. Gerard had obviously gone through a traumatic experience, that was an easy assumption. Frank had wanted nothing more than to avoid Gerard at all costs, knowing it would cause nothing but trouble. And he was doing an alright job at that. Or so he thought.