I'll Show You Just How Much You Mean to Me

[Gerard's POV]

"Wait.... Do I know you?" I stated as I looked up at the boy in front of me. "Frank?"
"Who are you? I haven't had really any friends since middle school..." He states.
"It's Gerard, from middle school?" I spit out loudly.
"Gerard? Holy shit you've changed."
"How come you stopped coming to the park in freshman year?" I say bluntly.
His eyes wander slightly. Then he speaks up, "Do you remember when I came to school with that black eye?"
My heart pauses for a second and I almost know exactly what he's going to say. I nod and look up at him. "My dad did that. Freshman year he ran off and I had to get a job."
I feel so much guilt building up in my chest. "I'm sorry, Frank." I know that he probably faintly remembers how close we used to be. He was the first person I came out to, he even promised he wouldn't tell his overly-catholic mother so that we could still hang out. He was always there, even when everyone else left. "Gerard, he beat me because he thought me and you were too close..."

I felt disgusted. His father broke him down just because we were close friends? That's fucking ridiculous. How am I supposed to respond...?

"That's my fault Frank. Just, what's happened in these last few years?" I said, attempting to start a conversation.

"I go to a catholic school, so pretty much imagine my life as if I'm living in a fucking church."
I laughed a little and just kind of looked up at him. He looked at me, almost ready to speak. "I found out that I'm gay last year..." For a second, I'm sure I looked insanely happy. I had a crush on this kid since fifth fucking grade and y'know, he doesn't seem any different from the weird kid I sat next to in Math class my 7th grade year. "I know, you were pretty obvious all through middle school. I thought you were gay when I met you." His cheeks turned bright red and he looked down at the ground. He looked up at me and gave me one of the biggest hugs I've ever received.

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