And You Don't Know A Thing About This Life

Gerard's POV

Last block was starting about now, and attendance had disappointed me. As I took attendance, something strange had occurred. "Austin Carlile?" A thin boy raised is hand politely as I nodded. "Frank Iero?"

Silence streamed the air, confusing me. "F-frank Iero?" My voice managed to say, yet cracked and tainted. Austin, as I saw, raised his hand again.

"Yes?"

"Frank was called for early dismissal during Chemistry."

"Thank you, Austin."

Fuck. Whatever kept hurting Frank in his home now had him within their reach. That is, unless I stopped it.

Notes

new chapter c:

I love Austin Carlile, and his band c: