Follow My Voice

Frank's POV

My friend appeared to be shaken and torn as he fidgeted with his pencil. Raven black hair was pulled from his face, in which he became unsatisfied, and let it fall to his eyes once again. It was possible that he knew what had happened between his brother and I. Then again, perhaps he was nervous for a different reason. With a life like his, there were enough problems to go around; this could be the least of his worries.

"How was your day, Frank?" he asked, a bit too casually, and he seemed tense as he spoke. His usual mischievous smile had been a rotten scowl for as long as I could remember. Hell, he was starting to look like Mikey, with the way that he never smiled. I shrugged it off, knowing it probably ran in the family.

"Pretty good," I told him, but I wasn't positive I was telling the truth. "How about you, Gerard?"

He sneered. "You kiss any brothers lately?"

I frowned and placed a hand over my mouth before I said anything stupid. I wasn't going to have a fight today, at least not with this guy. His brows furrowed over his green hazel eyes, tainting the beauty of them. Nothing I could say would make him forgive and forget. Nothing.

"No, I haven't, Gerard," I replied politely. He smiled bitterly and mimicked me obnoxiously, with a 'no I haven't Gerard' before glaring at me.

"You didn't seem so sincere when you kissed mine!" he hissed.

Gerard didn't understand. I had my reasons. "Stop being so overprotective, your brother has his own life you know!"

"So you think you can waltz right into my place and kiss him front and center?!" he spat.

"Yeah, and look, I already did!" I told him sternly.

He was silent. "And to think he trusted you..."

"Maybe he did trust me, and maybe he liked me too!" Gerard's eyes shot through me like bullets from a God's Revolver.

"And he said you were special, but you're just like the others."

"No, Gerard, I "--

"You are nothing."

Notes

agh i don't know why im starting so many stories :/ oh well