Laugh with me

The next morning I wake up still clinging to Frank, my hands still fisted in his shirt as we lay side by side, my face buried in his neck and he has one arm wrapped around my waist while his other is gently resting over one of my fists, his thumb gently rubbing back and forth over my skin. I shift slightly and Franks arm tightens around me as he softly whispers "I've got you Gee and I'll never let that son of a bitch hurt you ever again." I whimper softly as I remember his hand forcing it's way into my pants and his hand wrapped around my throat as he threatened me and Frank gently shushes me as he brings his hand up and gently strokes my hair, trying to calm me down. "He.....he....." Is all I can choke out before I break down into massive sobs, gulping for air but only getting small amounts in. "He won't get you Gee, I won't let him" he whispers in my ear as he hugs me even closer and I bury my face in his neck as I try and get myself under control again. We lay in silence after that, the sound of my sobs the only noise in the room until a few minutes later the door creaks open and my head snaps around to see who it is as I move even closer and practically lay ontop of Frank in my attempt to get away from the intruder. "Oh" Jamia says as she stands in the doorway staring at us, her eyes focusing on our hands on Franks chest between our bodies, my hand still fisted in Franks shirt and his still resting over mine, almost holding my hand. I try to climb off Frank and away from him but he rests his hand on my lower back and keeps me where I am as he whispers in my ear "Stay right here and I will be right back ok?" Before he lets me shift off him and he slides out of bed and leaves the room, grabbing Jamia's hand and leading her from the room before closing the door behind them. I lay on my side in Franks bed, grabbing his pillow and hugging it to my chest and inhaling his comfortingly familiar scent. "What the fuck was that?" I hear Jamia snap out in the hallway and Frank says "Babe, he's my brother and my best friend and he's going through something right now and...." "He's not even your brother and it looked like more than sibling comforting. Are you guys fucking? Are you a dirty faggot just like he is? I've heard the rumors at school Frank, he's nothing but a dirty emo faggot." "You shut your fucking mouth Jamia, you know nothing about him." "Oh my god, you're so fucking in love with him aren't you? I can't believe you....you're just a dirty fucking..." "Get out, it's over Jamia. Don't you dare speak about Gerard that way ever again, he's been through more than you will ever know and he doesn't deserve the shit you and your mindless friends put him through." "Just you wait Frank, the whole school is gonna know you're a dirty faggot who likes to fuck guys." "Yeah and you'll be the pathetic ugly bitch who was so bad she turned a straight guy gay." Everything goes silent for a few long seconds before Frank says "Keep your mouth shut Jamia and I'll keep mine shut, I have so much shit on you I will bury you." I hear footsteps walking away and a few seconds later the door opens and Frank comes back in, his face pale and his eyes red and swollen with uncried tears.

We lay in bed together for hours, just holding each other's hands as we both stare at the ceiling, crying silently on and off until Frank gets up to use the bathroom. I hear footsteps approaching the room a few minutes later and Linda's voice says "Frank I heard what happened before and I know how hard that must have been, but I'm so proud of you for sticking up for Gerard like that." "He's my best friend mom, he means more to me than anyone else and I don't want people hurting him anymore, I've let it go on for too long and I won't have it anymore." I hear more shuffled footsteps before the door opens again and Frank comes back in, Linda stepping over to stand in the doorway. "Are you boys hungry?" She asks softly and Frank turns back to face her and says "Yeah I'm starving, how about you Gee?" He turns back to look at me and I sit up and shrug, not overly hungry but I know I could eat. "You wanna come downstairs and eat? I made your favourite" Linda offers and I shrug again before Frank steps over and reaches out for my hand. "Come on Gee, it's just us." I take his hand and let myself be pulled up before following Linda from the room and as we pass my bedroom door I realise I'm still wearing his pants and I drop Franks hand, stepping into my room and tearing them off, balling them up before throwing them into the corner, wanting them as far away from me as possible. Frank stands in the doorway patiently watching as I dig through my drawer for my own pants before we link hands again, going downstairs and sitting side by side at the table while Linda dishes us up some food.

Notes

I forgot to dedicate the chapter earlier but HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY FRERARDIFIED!!!! Thank you for being such a dedicated reader and for always commenting and for just generally being such an awesome person : ) hope you enjoy all the updates today