Words Mean Nothing.

"What are you doing here, faggot?" Gerard asked slipping into his black leather jacket. The smile on his face that of a child about to go to the candy shop.

"Waiting for someone." Frank muttered back. He wasn't about to let Gerard bring him down when his life was finally beginning to look up. Little did the two boys know their lives were about to change forever.

"Gerard! FRANK! You two have met." Mikey came around the corner and the grin on his face was wider than it should be humanly possible.

"Hey Mikers, yeah...I was just asking Frank why he was waiting here." Gerard smiled at Mikey.

"Oh, he's the one I texted you about Gerard! He's gonna be staying with us for the week." Mikey smiled excitedly. "Isn't that great?"

Gerard's composure changed completely. He stood there staring at Frank his mouth agape. Frank had been the suicidal boy who's father had died and needed there help? No, that was impossible. Gerard thought staring at the small boy sitting on the ground in front of him.

"Uh...Fa-g-Frank was the one you were talking about?" Gerard's words were stuttered as he stared down at Frank staring up at him.

"Yeah! He's my new friend, we met earlier." Mikey smiled.

"Wait...Gerard's your...brother?" Frank made the connection staring at the two. He should have seen it earlier. They had the same eyes, and the same smile. How could someone so nice like Mikey be related to something so hanious and cruel. Frank knew god had a weird sense of humor but, this had to be the weirdest joke god had ever played on him.

"Yeah! He's three years older than me." Mikey smiled. "It's his senior year. Hey, would should probably get going...Gerard, can you drive us to Frank's?"

Gerard just stood there speechless as the two boys stared at him. Frank's thoughts were a tangled mess of horror and disbelief. Should he continue to Gerard & Mikey's and face constant ridicule by Gerard or should he face his empty, dark house? He was on a verge of a mental breakdown when Gerard found it in him to speak:

"Yeah, Mikey. I'd be glad to drive you to Frankie's-that's if he's okay with it."

Frank just nodded. Speechless. This was going to be an interesting week.