"What...?" Was all Gerard said for a few minutes. i kept crying. Suddenly, he opened his arms and pulled me into them. It was hard not to faint, but i didn't. he let me cry on his shoulder, holding me as sobs racked my already fragile body. When his friend walked by, the laughed and sent rude sneers our way.
"So your leaving us to be with the sociopath!?" one said, scoffing as a girl punched him. I cried. Gerard flipped them off and continued to hold me, whispering soothing words into my ear. God... how could i be purposely lying to him like this? it hurt so bad, that the realization caused another bout of tears. He gently rubbed my back, causing goosebumps to form along my arms and neck.
"It's OK," he whispered to me. "Well make it through." i couldnt stand it. why was he being so nice?! it didnt make sense. Who cared though? i was in the arms of the man i was begining to love. NO! Frank Iero... do not say that. you are completely straight. there is no way in hell you are gay. A few days after the crime, i was back at school.
"Hey," i heard a familiar, cheery voice say as i was walking off campus. I turned around and saw gerard.
"Hey." i smiled. "Listen, i need to talk to you... can we go to starbucks.... or my little box home?" he nodded."Starbucks. ill pay. you look like you need some coffee." he smiled warily. as we walked, i tried to figure out how i would say it. anyway i said it was horrible, but id tell him the truth. i stopped otside of starbucks. it was empty, and no one was around us.
"I killed them. my aunt. Gee... i killed her." i said suddenly, and the stunned look on his face really made me taste the regret.