The End is Easier

My appointment with Mr. Way was at noon, and his house was all the way on the other side of town so my mother drove me around eleven. Neither my mother or I said a word to one another for the longest time in the car. The silence was eerie and awkward so I turned on the radio to some rock station. The song Wish You Were Here, by Pink Floyd began to play. I sang the beginning of the song quietly to myself. I remember being a toddler and singing along to Wish You Were Here with my mother. We would just jam out together until the end of the song. She always cried at the end, and being just a child, I never understood why. The song was ending when I heard my mother begin to sing the last verses with me.
How I wish, how I wish you were herel. Were just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl year after year. Running over the same old ground what have we found, the same old fears Wish you were here.
I saw a tear roll down my mother’s cheek but to my surprise she began to laugh.
“Remember when we would sing together in the car?”
She asked, more tears began to crowd the corners of her eyes. I nodded my head up and down.
“I’m sorry Frankie.”
“For what?”
I was honestly confused on why she was apologizing to me.
“This is not the life I wanted us to live. I’m sorry.”
We pulled up to the house and I got out of the care without saying a word. My mom drove away. I walked up onto the porch of the small, one story house. The outside of the house looked very well kept. The color of the house was an ugly tan, but the nice grass and small garden of flowers made it look better. I knocked on the door only to receive no answer. I knocked again and heard loud footsteps come from within the house.
“Coming!”
I heard someone yell. It was probably Mr. Way. But the door opened to reveal a tall young guy with brown hair and thick rimmed glasses. The guy just stared at me.
“uh… is Mr. Way home?”
I stuttered, praying silently to myself that this was the right house.
“Oh, you’re looking for Gerard.”
He hit himself on the forehead with his palm and motioned for me to come in. I followed the guy, who I still didn’t know his name, into the house and into the living room. I sat down on the couch and the tall guy walked down, what I think is a hallway, and knocked on one of the rooms.
“Gee, you’re friends her.”
“Give me a minute. I just got out of the shower.”
The tall guy huffed and walked back towards me.
“well Mr. Grumpy-pants is taking an eternity in the bathroom, so I guess I have to be a gracious host. So do you want something to drink?”
I shook my head and looked down at my hands.
The guys raised his hands over his head.
“I tried!”
He loudly stated, making me jump. He sat down in a chair across from me.
“so are you like one of Gee’s patients?”
This guy was kinda rude and obnoxious. I don’t know why but he made me angry.
“Are you like Mr. Way’s boyfriend?”
I mocked him in a back sass tone.
The guy just looked at me and began to laugh hysterically. He was laughing so had that tears were sliding down his face. He calmed down and took off his glasses to wipe his eyes.
“Uh Gerard’s my brother.” He chuckled.
“sorry.” I sheepishly whispered
We sat not speaking for a second, when Mr. Way came out of the bathroom in just a towel. I tried to look away but it was really hard. His towel hung loosely around is hips as if at any moment it would slip right off. I swallowed and looked over at the paintings on the wall.
“Mikey you didn’t get my clothes out of the dryer!”
Mr. Way yelled at the tall guy (A.K.A Mikey.)
“Oops. I forgot.” He shrugged his shoulders.
“You’re unbelievable.” Mr. Way rolled his eyes and walked back down the hallway.
Mikey and I didn’t say anything to one another at all until Mr. Way came back, fully dressed.
“I’m glad you made it, Frank.” Mr. Way came and sat next to me on the couch.
“I’ll leave you two alone.” Mikey winked and left down the hall.
I could see Mr. Way blushing.
“Don’t mind him.”
I just gave him a week smile and went back to looking at my hands.
“So is there a reason you’ve been avoiding me?” the question was sudden, and I was definitely not expecting it.
“Yes.” I answered very quiet, hoping he didn’t hear me.
“And why is that, Frank.”
This was beginning to piss me off. He knows damn well why I’ve been avoiding him.
I just glared at him, trying to get the point across that I was avoiding him because of the kiss. But he didn’t seem to understand.
“You know why.” I crossed my arms.
“Well I guess I don’t so you’re going to have to tell me.”
He’s such a cocky prick.
“We fucking kissed!” Dead silence. He just looked at me.
“So do you know now?”
I didn’t have time to say anything else. He grabbed my face and crashed our lips together. I protested for the tiniest bit of a second, but I soon gave up and moved my lips against his. I licked at his bottom lip and was almost immediately given entrance. Our tongues slid together making me shiver. I gripped his hair and twirled it between my fingers. The kiss was long and heated. Much better than our last awkward kiss in his office.
“Hey are you supposed to microwave…”
I quickly pulled away from him.
“Uh… sorry.”
Mikey just looked at us.
Mr. Way looked like he was about to shit himself.
“I’m gonna go away now.” Mikey walked back into the kitchen with his bag of frozen peas.
“Should I just go?” He nodded. I got up and walked to the door.
“Wait Frank, let’s talk over coffee tomorrow?”
I nodded.
“Here’s my phone number.” He got a pen out of his pocket and began to write on my arm.
“Call me and I’ll tell you where to meet me.”
I smiled and walked out the door.

Notes

yay a new chapter!! hope you little duckies like it! it took forever because my laptop got some weird virus thingy and i had to have my older brother fix it, which took a week!! so thats why this chapter is so late!