Sex and violence.

Frank's P.O.V

A nice way to be woken up when your stomach starts eating itself. Yeah, and something else. I woke up with Gerard's arm around me. My mind started flipping shit, till I remember what all happened last night.. I was the one leading him on.. Not him..
I just watch him sleep, I study his face. He looks pretty comfortable on my couch. My eyes watch him for another few minutes till I feel my stomach acid climbing up my throat. I jump up, running to the bathroom. Gagging not even half way there. My body crashes on the floor as I hurl in the toilet. Acid only leaves my throat to burn as my stomach pushes more fluid up my throat. Vomit pours out of my mouth a few times till I hear Gerard walk towards me
"No, I'm okay. Just don't look." I hold my hand out as I manage to get a few words out before puking again.

"Are you sure." I cut him off.

"Just go okay, I'm.." Oh god here it comes. "I'm alright." Bam, more puke spills out of my mouth. The taste lingers on my tongue as my stomach acid burns it. I cough up a few drops of liquid as Gerard goes back upstairs. Leaving me alone to do my business.

Thankfully, my stomach starts to settle as I sit myself down on the tile floor. I flush the puke down the toilet as I try to adjust with everything going on until I hear Gerard come back down. "Here, this might help." I lift my head up to face him as I grab his offering. Which is just a can of Monster. I watch him sit across from me as I crack the can open.

"Do you remember anything from last night?" Yes. I do. They play back in my head.

"Yeah.. Everything.." I mumble before I take a drink.

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After sitting on the floor in my bathroom with Gerard.. I really learned a lot about him. I was wrong about almost everything. I just thought he was born without a family, but he did have one. He even lost his mom like I lost mine... Even worse he lost his real brother.. And now he's stuck with me to call a brother..

I shouldn't be a dick to him, all he ever was to me was nice. He stayed with me while I tripped on acid. He stayed with me while I puked. He acted like.. a brother should. I'm just so used to living on my own I don't even know how to treat someone like my brother. It's sad, really.

He's been separated from his for eight years and still knows how a brother should act. I really am a jack ass... But now I'm kinda forced to act like a jack ass to him around school. I don't have to sacrifice my friends for him, right? I mean, I let him talk to Donnie when I seriously despise the kid.. So I guess it's fair.

But, to be honest.. Gerard was a pretty cool guy. I mean, even if he wasn't exposed to anything thing modern. He still knew how to have fun. We just sat on the floor, he asked questions about my life mostly. But I asked him a few.

"So, Frank. What kind of person are you?" He throws the first question at me.

I actually think about the question.. "Well. I'm rebellious, hard core.. umm.. a total jack ass." We both laugh at the last comment. "But I'm pretty lovable when I'm with Chelsea."

"You really like her, don't you?" His eyes stare at the ground.

"Yeah, I mean. Even though she's a freshman.. She's different. I mean, I'm always around seniors but she stands out to me. She's intelligent, funny and seriously weird.. but I love that about her you know.. she's original.. you don't find a lot of people like that you know.." The word original repeats in my head. My friend's aren't even original.. They copy each other and are casualties to punk society, then there's Gerard.. It hits me.. Gerard's original too.. One of a kind I guess.

"How did you meet her?" His hands tap the cold floors.

"Ha, well I was at the mall with Justin, and I saw her walk by. She was by herself, but she walked with confidence. She was.. beautiful.. She looked about my age so I went up to her and talked to her. We talked for a while till me and Justin went outside to skate around. She knew how to skate too, so that drew me in more.. then she asked me if I'd find it weird that I hung out with a freshman.. That caught me way of guard man." I catch myself smiling as I talk about her. He just looks at the floor.

"You look tired, you can go to bed if you want.." I offer as he just hangs his head over his lap.

He lifts his head real quick, "No.. It's fine. I was just thinking."

I cock my head, "About what?"

"I don't know, I never had a girlfriend.. I've been kissed and fucked.. but nothing where I felt passion. To be honest, the only time a girl's noticed me was when I was on the street. Covered in dirt from sleeping on the ground, giving me pity and handing me food like I was some stray dog.." He stops his words. I just watch him as his eyes blink with emotion.

"You... never had a girlfriend?" This kid's like eighteen... How can he not have at least one girlfriend?

"Well, when you have the word orphan stamped on your forehead, no one wants to be seen with you.." His eyes refuse to look up at me.

"How did they even know you were an orphan.. When I first saw you I didn't think that.."

"Well, in my first foster home, I was lucky if I could shower three times a week. I was stuck with the same clothes for the whole time I was there.. I was just a dirty kid.. But when it came to my second one.. Well everyone knew my foster "dad". He finger quotes dad. "And when he randomly gets a kid.. well there's no other explanation.. So yeah, fuck society."

When I hear the word society, I remember Chelsea.. how she's the type who doesn't go with society. She's so kind and accepting.. I think I can help Gerard a bit.. "Well.. What if I get Chelsea to hang out with us..?" I offer.

"Nah, it's cool. I have Donnie." Oh yeah. Him.

"Well, I don't think she'd really mind you being an orphan.. She's not like that." I try to get him to smile but he doesn't. He just pulls himself up.

"I think I'm gonna go to bed now.. Nice talking to you Frank." I can tell he forces a smile as he walks back upstairs.. Was it something I said?

Notes

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