I'm Okay. Trust Me

Frank's POV

School went by rather quickly. I was glad for that.
During the bus ride home, Gerard complained to me about his math teacher. I listened, smiling slightly as he rambled on.
It was cute when he ranted.

We walked up to his house, holding hands. I loved how perfectly our hands fit together.

When we walked through the front door, we both froze.

“Oh my God” exclaimed Gerard.

There on the couch sat Mikey, his glasses off and hair messier than usual, and a girl with pitch black hair and matching eyeliner smudged around her eyes in Mikey's lap.

The girl scurried out of Mikey's lap and tried to quickly adjust her shirt so her boobs weren't practically falling out.

Mikey, who was blushing a deep crimson red, crossed his legs (for an obvious reason) and spoke up.

“Um.. This is Alicia... Alicia, this is Gerard, my brother, and Frank, his... friend”

Alicia waved awkwardly and then looked down and nervously started picking at her cuticles.

“Mikey” Gerard stated, “May I have a word with you in private?”

“Umm...” Mikey began.

“Now” Gerard said, more firmly.

Mikey glanced over at Alicia before following Gerard outside.

I silently cursed Gerard for leaving me here alone with this chick before awkwardly excusing myself and going into the kitchen.


Gerard's POV

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” I blurted once Mikey closed the front door shut behind him.

“Gerard, I..”

“You know how mom and dad feel about random chicks being brought home, especially slutty ones like that!” I fumed.

“Alicia's not a slut!” Mikey shouted back. The tone of his voice surprised me. Mikey rarely ever raised his voice.

“And at least she's a girl! You're the fag who's been fucking some mentally unstable kid and I haven't said one fucking word to mom and dad!”

I suddenly felt like I was underwater. I felt a heavy weight press down on me. I tried to process what my brother just said to me.

I took a deep breath and exhaled shakily.

“First of all,” I began, my voice unsteady, “We've only fucked once. And second of all,” I took a step towards him, “If you ever, EVER call Frank that again, I will beat the fucking shit out of you”

And with that, I pushed him to the side and barged through the door and slammed it shut.

I knew Alicia was staring at me, but I ignored her and marched into the kitchen to find Frank eating an apple and giving me a puzzled look. I gently, but firmly grabbed him by the arm and lead him upstairs, trying to blink away tears.

Notes

I AM SO SORRY I HAVEN'T BEEN UPDATING REGULARLY. Things have been so crazy and hectic, but hopefully I'll be able to get back on track soon.

So this chapter was a little intense, what did y'all think?

xo