Gerard and I spent hours talking and getting to know each other. We talked about bands, turns out the guy has exquisite music taste, coffee, and pretty much everything I was enjoying the light hearted conversation we were having, allowing myself to open up and trust him, something I rarely do.
"So, if you don't mind me asking, what happened to your family?" Gerard asked.
I look down at my mud covered shoes debating telling him. "You don't have to tell me..." he says trailing off.
I look up at him and see from genuine concern in his eyes. "Its just really embarrassing." I explain.
"I won't laugh." he promises.
"Ok well when I was thirteen my parents kicked me out because I am bi. I got a small part time job at a coffee shop mopping floors. I lived on the streets for two years. I finally got my own place, a really shifty apartment, I didn't have any friends or anything I've always been on my own." I tell him the story and prepare myself for any laughter to come out of him. To my surprise he hugged me. It was nice, he smelt like cigarettes and something else, he was warm and I felt safe in his arms.
"Im so sorry you had to feel alone for so long." Gerard whispered in my ear before releasing me. " Why we're you so afraid to tell me?" He asked leaning back away from me. I was still in a daze from the hug and it took me a moment to answer.
"I thought thou would hate me because I'm bi. " I mumbled.
Gerard laughed "Frank i thought it was obvious that I was bi to."
"You are?" I ask.
"yeah I am," he says yawning "Hey let's get some sleep we have to leave early tomorrow."

That night I lay on my cot thinking about Gerard. I like him, a lot, but I couldn't be with him, I always end up losing the people I love. So that's final only friends. Eventually I drift off into sleep.

Notes

So hey guys heres a short chapter, I know it's short but I'm tired and sleep deprived. I was up late writing in my notebook, I was writing ideas and chapters fir this story just so you know. Anyways did you guys enjoy your mcr day? I did, I listened to all their albums and watched life on the murder scene, it was epic. I was going to post on mcr day but I decided to just enjoy the nice little holiday us killjoys are lucky to have.

Remember, I like your glasses, if you don't wear glasses accept the compliment and shut the fuck up,, never change.

#WOLFY#