What's life like bleeding on the floor

Franks POV

Worthless, worthless, worthless, was the only word running through my head as Gerard hugged me. I couldn't help but feel guilty.

I mean, my own self hatred was causing Gerard so much pain. I had to get away before I could hurt him anymore. Maybe I should run away. Tonight. Oh god, I cant go home tonight. My dad'll be there. Tomorrow night then.

I pull away to look at Gerard. He's so beautiful. I sigh and peck him on the lips. "Come on. Let's go somewhere other than a public restroom." He smiles gently and laces his fingers through mine.

"Alright." He says softly. "Alright," I say, even softer than him. "OK," he whispers, barely audible.

I giggle, oh god, I fucking giggled. Ugh.

He leads me out of the restroom and takes me to the little patch of woods right outside the park.

We go deepish in before he presses me against a tree. He then crashes his lips to mine, and I kiss back eagerly. He bites my bottom lip and tugs gently. I moan involuntarily. Woops. I tangle my fingers in his long raven locks.

He kisses gently down my jawline, neck and collarbone. He begins to unbutton my shirt.

"Wait, frank?" I'm confused. "What is it hun?" I ask, slightly worried. Oh shit, I forgot about that. He glances at the obviously recent red marks covering my chest. I exhale loudly. "Sorry," I mutter. "Where else frank?" "Umm...." I sigh guiltily." Hips, thighs, arms, and stomach..." "FRANK!"

I feel the all too familiar hot tears form in my eyes an cringe from the yelling. That's how my dad yells at me. Before he beats me up.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have yelled." He replies looking guilty. "Its fine..." I mutter.

"Umm, OK, this is awkward, but do you want to continue.. or..." he says nervously, rubbing the back of his head.

"I believe we need to continue." I say with a smirk. He replies by finishing taking off my shirt. I remove his and feel my breathing hitch. God, he was BEAUTIFUL.

He hooks his fingers through my belt loops and begins to tug down gently, but before he can get past my hips we hear a chorus of giggles, then dead silence. Fucking creepy, man.

He moves out of my vision field by turning and standing next to me. There is a group of children standing in front of us, one of them kneeling, and.... praying? What?

My eyes widen in realization while I fumble with my shirt. I quickly glance over to see Gerard doing the same.

"You're gonna go to hell." I hear one of the children say solemnly. Them they run away, seemingly in terror. I hear Gerard explode into laughter.

I smile at his adorable laugh and follow him out of the wooded area.

Notes

Ooh!!!! Shit almost happened!!! But then I made it stop!!!! I feel so evil!!!! Don't worry little duckies, shit'll get interesting soon!!!!
(^=^)