Frank’s Point Of View


Mikey’s hand dropped from my torso as soon as Mr Way entered.

“MIKEY?!” he roared.

Mikey stared back at him. “Shit, Gerard, calm the fuck down!”

“Calm down? CALM DOWN? HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO CALM DOWN WHEN I FIND YOU WITH SOMEONE UNDERAGE! I DIDN’T EVEN KNOW YOU WERE GAY!” he roared once again.

I just stood there stunned, also afraid he’d notice the very visible bruises and welts.
Gerard then turned his angry glare to me. “WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING? SLEEPING WITH MY BROTHER?”

Well, at least he hasn’t noticed the bruises.

“I didn’t-we didn’t” I stumbled, meekly.

“Let me guess! It’s not what it looks like?” he spat.

“Gerard, it’s not what it fucking looks like!” Mikey shouted.

“Ha, ha, don’t give me that bullshit, you’re in your boxers, your hands were all over him and he doesn’t have a shirt on” Gerard spat.

With Gerard’s attention now focussed on me, he took in my battered torso.

“Frank was upset, it was raining and we were both soaked, I took him back to my place so he could warm up and talk to me. And you know what? He opened up to me! That’s all that fucking happened, and don’t go round having a damn hissy fit because some people have more shit going on than you would like to think! So stop fucking jumping to conclusions and just fucking wait here!” Mikey spoke.

Ushering me to follow him, I did so, he gave me a shit and appropriately clothed himself before we both headed back to the living room.

“How do you guys know each other anyway?” Mikey asked.

“He’s my teacher” I spoke. Mikey nodded, seemingly unfazed.

Gerard had his head in his hands, but as soon as we entered he looked up.
“Frank-I-how did you get those bruises?” he questioned solemnly.

“That is none of your damn business, sir!” I spoke coldly.

He flinched at my tone, but got up from his seat and walked towards me. “I-I’m s-sorry” he stuttered.

“No you’re not, just fucking leave it” I spat, grabbing my belongings. “Thank you Mikey” I smiled, genuinely. Seconds after, I walked out of the apartment.

I wandered out into the rain again, having absolutely no clue of what to do.

My thoughts began getting darker, like they had only once before, something that really shouldn’t of happened. After many hours of walking alone with just my thoughts, I finally knew where I was going.


Jersey Bridge

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