I Wash My Hands Of Yesterday

Frank's Point Of View


"Gee, I have to go-mffph" I attempted as Gerard kissed me once again.

"But I don't wanna let you go" he whined in a juvenile tone as I giggled at his behaviour. He pulled me closer to him until we were tightly pressed together. His cool, artistic fingers expertly glided up and down my back as we engaged in another passionate kiss.

His hands began wandering, exploring the new teritory, we were still kissing as his slender hands roamed around my lower back. He then grasped my ass firmly, earning a surprised moan from me.

We pulled apart gasping for breath, I was still somewhat stunned by the mindblowing kiss, well make out session actually.

l looked into Gerard's eyes and recognised the devious glint, I wasn't entirely sure of what would happen, but I doubt it'd be anything necessarily innocent. He brought his fingers to my belt buckle, thats when I stopped him.

"Look, Gerard, we've only been together for a day. Can we go easy with the sexual stuff for now?" I asked timidly.

"Of course Frankie, how 'bout we just kiss for a little bit" he grinned.

I nodded as he dragged me over the couch, placing himself on top of me, effectively straddling me.

After about twenty minutes, I looked at the time 5:30 pm.

"Gerard, I really have to go, I'll see you soon though, tomorrow in fact." I smiled.

He nodded. "Wanna lift?" Gerard offered.

"Nah, I think I'm gonna walk, bye" I concluded.

His place was mere minutes from my own, and soon enough, I was walking up the path, preparing myself for whatever was to come.

As I entered, I saw my mom watching tv and heard the shower running, indicating I had a few more minutes. As soon as my mom caught site of me she jumped up. Within seconds she had her arms around me.

"Oh Frank! You had me so worried. I thought you-I thought you'd..." she whimpered.

"No mom, I'm safe" I whispered, hugging her tighter as I understood what she was hinting at.

A few moments later the phone rang, I looked to my mom who had her eyebrows furrowed in confusion, clearly not expecting a call. I also wondered who'd be calling this late on a Sunday.

I picked up the phone. "Hello?" I spoke.

"Hello, please may I speak with Mrs Iero?" A male voice requested.

"Sure, one moment" I replied. Handing the phone over and setting it to loudspeaker because I am a nosy fucker.

"Hello, may I ask whom is calling?" My mom inquired.

"This is Principle Dancy, calling on behalf of the school. We have received some information with cause for concern"

"May I ask what information?"

"You may ask, but any information is disclosed for the time being ma'am. This leads me on to the purpose of the call, I would greatly appreciate a meeting with both you and your son, if possible?"

"Oh, of course, when would this take place?"

"Are you available tomorrow at 10 am tomorrow morning?"

"Yes, thats quite convenient actually, is my husband required to attend?"

"Mr Iero isn't needed"

"Oh, well, okay, goodbye"

"Thank you for your time"

I looked up to see my red-faced father advancing towards me.

"What have you done boy?!" He spat with distate, punctuating his sentence with a backhand to my face.

"No-nothing" I whimpered in a feeble voice.

Then it began once again, while I took everything, just waiting for the moment he'd tire and leave me be.

Notes

Frerard, but also sad Frank :(

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