A Win, Win Meeting.

Finally, I heard the school bell ring, signalling the end of school. Never in my life had I been more relieved to hear that noise. I decided to wait until the horde of eager children had passed through the halls before leaving the classroom. Ever since that last 'meeting' between Mr Iero and I, the images had been playing through my mind, both in my sleeping dreams and daydreams. I was oblivious as to why the event kept appearing in my head but, to be completely honest, I wasn't complaining. I had gotten a phone call right before my lunch break telling me that I had to meet Frank at the end of the school day. I almost had to go to the bathroom to get off. But then again, with all the wet dreams I was having, Mikey was getting suspicious.
I always kept insisting that nothing was wrong, but he keeps questioning if I have a girlfriend or not.
Not quite, Michael.
I couldn't help but let my mind wander to what this 'meeting' could consist of as I walked through the halls, but honestly, it left me with quite a problem in the downstairs area.
At that point, I thanked my lucky stars that I had waited until the halls were empty before walking through them.
Just the very thought that Frank would fuck me at some point created the start of a boner. The wonderful pain he would bring me. The way he would make me squirm and feel like I was on the edge. My feet were walking but my mind was on the last meeting we had. I had just turned to the music hall when I had an unusual fabric held over my eyes and a sweet but antiseptic smelling cloth held to my mouth and nose. I started to feel a bit woozy and I felt myself fall backwards and black out.
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When I awoke, my eyes only saw the roof of a car. I felt binds restraining my limbs and a hand held firmly over my mouth. I tried screaming but it was only muffled by the hand. I began to struggle until my eyes fell upon his face.
The way his eyes glimmered with that flashing glint.
That devilish smirk that danced upon his dark countenance.
I was in Frank's car.
And I could already tell that this was, yet again, not a normal meeting he was planning on having.
I tried to move my hips only to feel a pulse of vibration hit my prostate. I let out a small moan and Frank raised an eyebrow at me.
“That’s ten strikes right there, slut. Keep moaning and it will only go up. I want you to know that your safe word is 'mercy'. Say it and I will stop at that point exactly” Frank voice was deep and I could tell that we had stopped. “Now I’m sure that you can feel the cock ring I have on you and you want it off but it’s going to stay on. No matter what”
So there's a safe word this time.
That must mean that this time is going to be much more heated.
Fuck yes.
I simply gave him the most innocent eyes possible and watched as he tried not to moan at the sight of me.
"Fuck, you're such a pretty little slut. Did you enjoy last time? Hm?" He asked, talking as if to a dog. I simply nodded and kept my innocent countenance.
"Well this time, I'm gonna make you fucking cry for more. You're going to show me just how much of a little fucking whore you are" He growled seductively into my ear.
I all but shivered in anticipation. What was he going to do to me this time? Was I going to get welts and not just a sore ass? Last time, every time I sat down I could feel Frank’s hand on my ass.
“I’m going to drive and you just have to sit back here and be a good slut and not make any noise. If you do you will not get to orgasm and I will put you in a cock cage until you beg me to let you get some relief” Frank was smirking at me.
I simply nodded and whimpered quietly, letting my mind drift to what could happen when we arrive at our destination. Frank's smirk widened as he slipped out of the backseat and into the driver's place. Slowly, his hand drifted to where I was and stroked my achingly hard cock only once, but it was still enough to pull a regretful moan from my lips. He simply pulled his hand away and stared at me through the rear-view mirror.
"20 strikes" He growled.
I closed my eyes. Damn, I didn’t have anything to bite on now. I simply had my tongue and lips. Frank turned down a dirt road and the vibrator in my ass gave a long and strong movement. Frank took a second turn and I teetered on the edge of my seat. I tried to move but I had a feeling that I was going to fall off. Of course. That was the point.
“You fall off of that seat and you have to get back on there before I arrive” Frank smirked and I almost cried out when I was met with a vibration to my prostate. I tried my hardest to stay firm on the seat, digging the heels of my feet into the car seat as best as possible. Frank took a quick glance at the rear view mirror once more and grinned.
"Hmm, from this angle, I can see your pretty little ass" He spoke, lust, passion and want lacing his voice. I bit my lip and held back another moan as the vibrator continued to do it's job, massaging that bundle of nerves and making me want to scream out in pleasure.
“What would you do if I made your ass the color of your tie?” Frank questioned as he took a sharp turn that almost made me fall off the seat. My head hit the door and I almost groaned. Damn that hurt.
“Almost there bitch then I want you to suck me off, well I should say I’ll face fuck you but” Frank had planed something and I needed to know what.
I felt the car slow down and a few bumps that made it hard to stay on the seat. The toy in my ass would hit my prostate and I had to pant to keep from moaning.
I looked down to my tie and was met with a burning crimson colour.
Shit, is that what he's planning?
Honestly, I have no objections to it, but damn...
The rest of the way, I felt his eyes bore into me from the mirror and I could tell that he was fantasizing about the upcoming events too.
Suddenly, I felt the car slow to a halt and, with one last crash, the toy slammed harshly into my prostate, ripping a loud moan from my dried mouth.
“Thirty strikes then, I thought you knew better Gerard” Frank sounded like he was a disappointed parent.
The door to the back seat opened and Frank had his eyebrows raised. “Damn you look hot, how did I find such a pretty little slut?” I wanted to answer but knew better.
Frank helped me out of the car and I was pushed down to my knees. I was in some kind of a forest and I had a few sticks digging onto my knees and legs. Frank leaned down and gave me a hot kiss. Instantly I kissed back, allowing his tongue to dive into my mouth and brush against mine. I simply opened my mouth and allowed him to lead the kiss, relishing in the feeling of his lips pressed against my own. All too soon, he pulled away. I wanted to whimper from the loss of contact but my master certainly wouldn't approve of such a noise.
Frank looked at me as he walked around me and scanned me up and down. My eyes had been cast down at the floor as a sign of submission. I so badly wanted to moan as the toy would pulse at random times and most the time hit my prostate.
“My dear, I think that you are having a hard time standing when I press a button” Frank still circled me and I was having a hard time not closing my eyes. “But I also know that you misbehaved and owe me a few strikes. But I’m willing to make a deal”
I mustered up the courage to look at him, sending my questioning glance his way as if to say "and what is this deal, master?" He chuckled and continued to circle me, his greedy eyes occasionally trailing down to my exposed ass and strainingly erect dick. He licked his lips once and brought his eyes up to meet mine before telling me what this deal was.
“If we meet up every Friday for the next three weeks then I will let you get away with only fifteen strikes” Frank stopped right before me.
I knew I enjoyed this as much as Frank did. But what would Mikey start to think? Would I have to lie to him? I understood that Mikey knew I had a slight pain kink. I had taken a shower just after I got out of the first meeting with Frank and when the hot water hit my ass I let out a groan then I had to jack off. But, Frank was my master. I had to obey. I nodded and watched as he slowed to a halt in front of me. He smirked and patted my head before speaking. "you're such a good little whore. So obedient" he praised before bringing his hands up to connect with his belt buckle. I watched hungrily as he slowly undid his belt, waiting in anticipation for his cock to be revealed.
Frank stepped closer and I pulled the zipper down on his jeans with my teeth. I pulled his underwear down and opened my mouth so I could work on sucking him off. Frank pulled his hips out and pushed them back in and a groan came from his mouth.
“My bitch has such a good mouth. Keep this up and I might just fuck you twice” Frank mumbled and I simply tried to help my master get off faster as I hollowed my cheeks, excentuating my high cheek bones. Frank traced my bones and pulled his dick out of my mouth.
I once again gave him those innocent eyes as he looked over me once more, a small groan falling from his lips at the sight of my submissive state. He smirked before leaning down, his head now level to my exposed, pale neck. I had a feeling that my neck wouldn't be so pale after he was finished. His teeth latched onto the space just below my collarbone and a shaky breath was my response, still not daring to moan or make any other noise.
Frank sucked and bit down on the soft flesh and licked. I was quivering from the intense pleasure I was feeling. I wanted so badly to make even the smallest sound. Frank nipped rather harshly in the same spot and I saw the dark bruise that formed on the skin. I wanted to move into Frank’s embrace but stood still.
“My god you’re such a whore, and whores need to be punished” Frank smiled his sadistic smile and a glint in his eye came to flash before my eyes. “Gerard, do you know what you did?”
I looked to him and allowed an almost silent whimper to escape me. And I thought I had gotten away from it... Until I felt a hard slap across the face. Although, I must say, it didn't feel like punishment. It was peasurable, but it was oh so torturing. I waited for a response to his question, obviously, with my not allowed to speak, the only place I could hear an answer was from him. My master.
“Slave, I asked you a direct question, now you fucking answer it” Frank growled as he loomed over me, his eyes almost dark.
“Yes Sir, I made noise when I should have been silent” I told Frank, my eyes cast down to the ground.
“Slut, did I tell you that you could make any noise at all?” Frank asked, his eyes burning.
“No Master. I deserve my punishment” I kept my eyes down focused on the ground.
“Whore, did I promise you something?” Frank was almost fuming now, and to say the least I was more turned on then ever.
I remained silent until a hard slap across the face was delivered to me. My cheek tingled from the pain but it soon reacted into more pleasure.
"Answer me, slut!" He commanded, dominance clear in his posture and tone of voice.
"You said you'd give me 30 strikes as a punishment, sir" I whimpered, both from the pleasure of the toy and the dominance of my master.
"Yes, I did. And you'd better be fucking ready, because I'm not going to be gentle. Not after you disobeyed me" He growled.
The extent of Frank’s anger was just making this all the much more hot. When would I get Frank to fuck me? Would I have to use my safe word?
“Sir, you said I would only get fifteen strikes after I made the deal” I whimpered and waited for Frank to answer. What was I going to do if he said that the deal was off? I almost needed this now. For countless nights I had spent in bed training myself for Frank not to make noise. But I had failed and I knew it.
I suppose I should practice more often.
"Hm... I suppose you're right, slut. 15 it is, just because I don't want that ass to be sore before we've even begun the fun" His grin was wide, and my heart beat was rapidly increasing. I could feel a bead of sweat slowly fall down my face as I awaited my next command.
“I want you to come with me” Frank grabbed my arm harshly and dragged me to the building that stood just by the car. Frank opened the door and toys of all kinds were laid out on silver platters. Whips, paddles, hand cuffs, ass plugs, cock rings. it was all here. “I want you to stand in the center of the room, if you move even the slightest bit of noise besides breathing then you will get five more strikes”
I complied and shuffled to the center of the room. I took the time to look around at the assorted toys, singularly fantasizing about every single one. I watched Frank scan over all the toys, looking to choose his 'weapon' of choice. I watched him stop at an item in a plastic case and smirk devilishly. God knows what was in there, and honestly, I couldn't wait to find out.
Frank walked over to me with the box and his eyes are just wide with joy. I was now almost shaking with want. Frank was now bare ass naked while I still had a tie around my neck. Frank rubbed his hands all over me and smiled that same sadistic grin. Frank opened the box to revel an enigma bag along with tubing of all kinds. A butt plug was laying in the box as well.
“I told you this would hurt” Frank smiled, he also had something under his arm.
I stared in both awe and disbelief at the toy sitting in the box. Surprisingly, things were becoming more heated even by the new toy's arrival. I couldn't wait to receive my punishment and, although that sounded weird, it was entirely true. My eyes wandered to the mystery object under his arm and his smirk widened as he revealed the secret.
The toy was a rubberized paddle. That would pack a punch but damn it would feel good. I was a bit nervous about the enigma though, I would have water in my guts? Damn that's hotter than I thought it would be.
“Now I’m going to get the water, if you move even an inch, you get more water and five extra strikes.” Frank told me and I was almost shaking from the excitement this was bringing me. I knew that the cramps would hurt and they would only get worse the longer I was forced to hold the water but I would be clean on the inside.
As I waited, I couldn't help but let my mind wander to what would happen if we were in switched roles. If Frank was submissive and I was dominant. Bringing the paddle down to his ass and watching as he squirmed and writhed beneath me, begging for more and yet resisting the urge to cry out in absolute pleasure. But then again, both Frank and I knew that wouldn't happen.
We both knew as well as each other that I was quite content with being dominated.
Although we both knew that he would always be the submissive I couldn’t help but think what our sex life would be if we were a couple. I think that Frank is very good looking but what would it be like to go on a date with him and have him call me my name, to talk with him about what his job is like, and feel the butterflys that only nerves can bring? I wanted to have that sweet kiss and then think about if it was good for him, I wanted to feel like the teenage girl that we all had somewhere.
My thoughts of a normal, happy, love filled relationship was slapped away when Frank's hand created harsh contact with my reddening ass. The shock of the contact caused me to jump slightly, and a smirk was Frank's only response. I looked to him, once again with those innocent eyes, and watched as his tongue snagged out and licked over my bottom lip.
"Guess who has the water"
“You Sir” I told him, my eyes once again cast down to the floor. Frank looked like he was going to pass out from the fun he was having.
“Alright slut, I want you to lay on the towels I set out, knees up to your chest” Frank’s tone changed and I looked at the bag, it looked like quite a bit was in there. “Gerard, this is going to hurt, but if if gets too much all you have to say is mercy and I will stop. Before I put the nozzle in I need to know if you’re alright with this”
It was quite unusual, really. His tone almost seemed caring, as opposed to his 'fuck now, worry later' sort of attitude. I nodded and looked to him, trying to tell him that I was okay with it. He nodded too and placed down some towels to which I layed on, my knees to my chest as he had instructed.
A lubed cold object was pushed up my ass, and it didn’t feel as good as a toy or Frank. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous, Frank had changed and I could feel the water flowing in, it was warm but not so hot that I felt like I was burning up. I felt Frank place my legs down and massage my entrails as they slowly stood. A cramp came and a low whine came from my lips. That was a pain like I had never felt before and they were only going to get worse as I was filled.
As the pain increased, I looked to Frank, seeing if he would allow me to make noise.
"You can make noise. But don't fucking think I'm going soft on you" he spoke.
i didn't need to be told twice. Both pain and pleasure intertwined, and a low growl escaped my throat as a result.
The bag was done and I didn’t want to know how much I had taken. Just as the tubing was taken out, the butt plug was pushed in, keeping the water inside me as my insides tried to force it out. A cramp came on and I had thought;
‘Is this what a woman goes through whilst giving birth?’
A small grunt came from my lips as I tried to breathe. Why the hell didn’t I back out while I could? This was painful and I was still going to be hit fifteen times with that paddle.
"You can still back out. Remember that" He spoke before raising the paddle. I shook my head, still determined to do this, not for my own pleasure, but to make Frank content. He nodded and harshly smacked the paddle against my ass, a loud groan of both pleasure and absolute burning pain being my response.
The second hit was the same speed and hardness but hurt worse as a cramp came at the same time. I whined a bit as it lasted and backed off. The third hit came and I almost cried. I needed to make Frank feel proud of me. This was just a punishment, it would get better. I would feel more pleasure than I did the last time, I was sure of it. By the fifth hit I was forcing myself to stay still.
After the sixth hit, my fingers curled around a towel and my teth gritted together harshly, another quiet growl passing my lips. The paddle again made contact with my ass and a muffled whimper followed by a small hiss was my response. The cramps were burning and I didn't feel as if I could last much longer. But this was for Frank. I had to do it. No matter how much pain I was going to go through.
Fifteen came and my ass was burning, and my insides felt like I was going explode. “Gerard, I’m going to pull the plug and I want you to just relax. I have a bowl under you that will catch the water”
The tears were pouring down my face and the butt plug was pulled out. The water rushed out and I felt relieved, to say the least. I wasn’t full and the cramps stopped. The tears still fell though. I had made it past that. But I still had to get past countless and nameless things.
I shuddered as the tears continued to fall, the pain slowly fading and reducing to mild blimps. I felt two hands cup my cheeks and looked through my tears to see a smiling Frank. I managed a smile too as I looked to him, the tears still not ceasing to fall.
"Look at you. Such a pretty face. You did so well" He praised. "I'm going to clean away, and I want you on your hands and knees when I get back" It was still an order, and yet, it sounded more like a kind request in the tone of his voice.
I moved myself to my hands and knees shaking slightly. How much more could I take? My ass burned just moving and I felt like curling up into a ball and hiding. I need to do this to please Frank though. What was I saying? I felt like I was having the self questioning of my life. Why did I enjoy this? Was this sick? I was still on my hands and knees when I felt a cooling feeling on my ass.
"you just need to relax.." he whispered into my ear. He was leaning over me, his legs behind mine as he nibbled gently at my ear. I found it rather challenging to relax after what just occurred, but I needed to do it.
for Frank's sake.
Sometimes I question why I do this for him, all for him, and honestly, even I can't come up with a reasonable answer.
“Gerard, I’m rubbing in cooling cream to help soothe but I need you to hold still” Frank mumbled in my ear as he rubbed my sore ass. It felt really good, but I was getting tired. “Do you think that you can make it through sex?”
I nodded, not feeling like I had the strength to talk. Frank reached around and took off the cock ring. “You’ve done so well, Gerard. I am so proud of my good boy” Frank was petting my hair trying to get me to calm down.
“Please just fuck me, Sir”
Despite my bluntness, Frank smiled and left some of the cream on to seep into my skin and relieve the burning. I was shocked, really, that Frank had changed so much from when we began to how we are now. Ever so gently, he flipped me over so I was lying on my back and crawled in between my legs.
Frank placed his head between my legs and took me into his mouth. I wanted to moan so badly but I knew better. I simply closed my eyes and let my head fall back. Frank bobbed his head and slowly sucked his cheeks in and deep throated me. I pried my eyes open and Frank sucking me off was, honestly, such a hot sight. Frank pulled off me and smiled. He kissed my thighs and sucked on the tender flesh.
I looked to him and bit my lip as he continued to leave kisses and small bruises down my thighs. Gently, he moved his head to my chest and splayed his hands across my torso. He lowered his head to the skin and kissed everywhere he could reach, using his hands to rub my hips.
"Gerard, do you still want me to fuck you?" Frank nipped at my ear and I nodded and looked at Frank. "I want you to turn on your side, Gerard"
I turned and Frank got behind me and started to move my leg up. I felt a single lubed up finger about to be pushed into me but Frank stopped. He simply ran his finger around my hole and rubbed it.
"Gerard, you can make noise, all the noise you want" Frank mumbled into my neck.
I nodded and groaned quietly as his finger continued to toy with my entrance, this feeling obviously much better than the feeling earlier. Frank placed gentle kisses down my neck and gently slid in one finger. Already I moaned and pushed down onto his finger, trying to create as much contact possible. He simply pressed his hand against my hip, slowing my actions.
"You've done plenty of work, babe. Now let me pleasure you" he whispered against the soft flesh of my neck.
I let a small whine come from my lips as Frank left my neck and placed his mouth over my nipple as he nipped and sucked. I was lost in the waves of pleasure that came over me. The warmth of his mouth seemed to move down as a second finger was added once again. I almost bucked my hips when Frank's fingers brushed my prostate. He knew where it was now by heart, I think.
"I know dear but just hold on. It gets better"
Better?
what did he have in mind?
The fingers continued to work inside me, continuous groans falling from my dried lips. He released my nipple from his mouth and latched his teeth onto the skin just below it. A quiet moan was my response, and I was silently begging him for more.
I felt the third finger go in and work on stretching me. Frank brought his mouth to the V in my muscles and brushed it with his tongue. I let out a loud moan and my eyes fell closed for a second. I felt a fourth finger being pushed in and I got slightly confused.
"I'm just making sure you're not going to be in pain when I push in" Frank smiled at me and I moaned as Frank went back to sucking on my soft skin.
A wave of pure pleasure washed over me as his fingers rubbed against my prostate, a small gasp and a loud moan being my response. He continued to suck and nip at the skin as his fingers worked against my prostate, filling me with lust, want and that small pooling feeling deep within my stomach.
"Frank, I'm so close" I mumbled and Frank leaned up to kiss me, slowly the feeling of me going to orgasm faded into the back of my mind.
"I know dear, that was the point" Frank mumbled on my lips "You will have a mind blowing orgasm, I promise"
I nodded, knowing that Frank knew what was best with me.
Frank pushed himself into me, brushing my prostate for the first time. I let out a moan and Frank joined me.
"Are you sure you want me to go harder?" Frank asked, biting his lip gently as he looked to me.
"J-Just fuck me" I practically begged him. He nodded and thrusted into me again, hitting my prostate, but not yet at full force.
The small hit was still enough to emit a moan from me as well as Frank. My back arched upwards, the bare flesh of my stomach and torso now exposed to Frank.
"You're so wonderful, Gerard" Frank moaned as he grabbed my hips and me to meet his thrusts.
I simply moaned, this felt so good. I felt loved, I wasn't just Frank's slut that he felt nothing for, I was his. He truly cared for my well being and it was a wonderful thing.
My prostate was hit once again and I threw my head back as my upper body moved to arch it's self. "Fuck" I whimpered desperately.
Frank leaned down and started to nip and lick the bare skin of my chest, and that combined with the perfection of his thrusts caused me to groan repeatedly in pleasure.
I could tell that Frank didn't want me to release so soon, he wanted this to last much longer, and I felt exactly the same way. He gently moved up and caught my lips into a kiss, but it wasn't like the others.
it was so much different.
and so much better.
It was soft, and filled with feelings. It was perfect and I knew that I really would like to date this man someday soon. But how would Mikey feel about me dating one of his teachers? I know it would be weird, but would he enjoy frank as a friend, and or brother-in-law?
Frank hit my prostate once more. The combination of his thrusts and noises made me lose it and I orgasmed. Hard.
I didn't know how close I was but shit, he was right. That was the best orgasm of my life.
I suppose the heat of it all, my release, and the noises I made spilled Frank over the edge too because, with a moan emphasized by one last desperate thrust, he hit his release. He rode throughout both mine and his orgasm before pulling out and flopping down onto the floor beside me, mouth moulded into a perfect 'o' and quick pants escaping him.
"Gerard, how are you doing?" Frank asked as he rolled next to me.
"Getting over the mind blowing sex, you?" I asked as my breath started to slowly come back.
"Same" Frank nodded and I wondered if this would be what it's like if we dated.
"So ... What do we do now?" I asked.
"Well, I guess ... I don't know" He responded, biting his lip slightly as he tried to think of something.
"I guess we just ... Leave it there .. Right?"
He seemed to look slightly disappointed but still nodded, eyes gazing slowly to the floor as his mind continued to work.
"Frank, did you want something else?" I asked, hoping he wanted what I wanted.
"Not unless you do" Frank told me as if he was starting to get hope, and I decided to grow a pair in that very moment.
"Frank Iero, would you like to go out on a date with me?" I asked, as I looked over to him.
The smile that grew upon his face could light up the Earth, just by the gleam of his happiness. I knew, even then, that was the smile I wanted to wake up to every morning.
The last thing I wanted to see before I fell asleep.
His smile was beautiful, and I knew that I would never get enough of it.
"I'd love to, Gerard Way. I'd absolutely love to"
I too smiled and leaned over to give him a soft peck on the lips. My ass was still sore, and it would be for a few days at least.
"Now, if you get me my clothes I will get dressed and go" I smiled at Frank who got up and grabbed both of our clothes. We both got dressed, not worrying about being shy. I would send him a wink if he looked at my ass and he would start to blush, which was pretty adorable.
After we'd gotten dressed, we hopped into Frank's car and he drove me back to my house. The car journey was in a comfortable silence, and occasional smiles were shared between us both. Once we had arrived back at my home, I kissed his cheek gently and hopped out of the car. As I walks away, thoughts of the nearby date flooded into my mind, and simply refused to leave.
I walked in the door to see Mikey looking worried. "Where the hell have you been?! I didn't have a text or a voicemail saying where you were and then you get dropped off by one of my teachers?!" Mikey was ranting and I sat him down to talk to him.
"Mikey, Frank and I have been growing closer and we decided that we would go out on a date. That wasn't what happened today though. Today was just two friends going out and having a good time" 'and orgasming together' I thought.
Mikey sighed loudly. I could tell that he had already forgiven me, but he still seemed a little bit irritated.
"Alright, just ... Let me know where you are next time you choose to go out somewhere. I was about to call the police and report you missing" He muttered before walking upstairs. Thank God he hadn't.
I didn't know how Mikey had taken the news so I went to check on him. I walked up the stairs and opened his door. Mikey was asleep in the bean bag that he had in his room. I leaned on the door and smiled. Moments like these reminded me that he really was just about to become an adult and I sighed. Sometimes he was so fragile, but I loved him the same.
I walked back downstairs and just continued to do random things.
Clean the house, paint some pictures, mark some students' work, sing a little bit and make mass amounts of coffee.
I looked to my phone and sighed. I wanted to call Frank but a small knot in my stomach was refraining me from making the call.
Stupid nerves. I hate them.
The phone rang and I looked over and I saw it was Frank. My hands were shaking as I picked up the phone.
"Hello?" I answered and a sigh of relief came from the other side.
"Gerard, hi, so ... When did you want to have that date?" Frank asked and I looked up the stairs. Was Mikey really alright with this?
I sucked my bottom lip between my teeth and chewed on it slightly before replying. "Depends on what time is best for you" Honestly, yes, I was concerned about Mikey's feelings towards this, but as my thoughts deepened, I realized that this is my life, and I do have the freedom to make my own decisions.
"Well, I'm available tomorrow, if that's okay" He said.
"Sounds good. How about I pick you up at 6?"
"Smashing. See you then" He voiced, then hung up the phone.
I was left to stare at the screen, a million different emotions flooding through my head all at once.

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