Therapy

"Okay, Gerard, so do you know why you're here?" the therapist asked, his smile ridiculously big.
"Uh, yeah" Gerard shrugged and leant back in the chair, playing with the sleeves of his jumper. The therapist shifted in his chair, still grinning at Gerard. The name tag on his shirt saying 'Dr Lee', which made Gerard wonder whether he was really a doctor or just liked the sound of it.
"May I ask how you are, today?" Dr Lee's voice pulled Gerard out his thoughts. He stared blankly at the therapist, not knowing what to say. He simply shrugged and looked back down at his lap.
"You know, Gerard, this would be a lot easier if you worked with me, rather than against me" the man leant back in his chair, raising an eyebrow at Gerard.
"I'm not 'working against' you" Gerard said bluntly, staring at the therapist, who sighed and leant forward, leaning his hands on the desk in front of him.
"I just don't understand why I have to be here, I don't need help" Gerard mumbled, tugging a loose piece of string from his jumper.
"Gerard, you tried to kill yourself. Sorry to put it so bluntly, but you do need help, you're not okay" the therapist looked at Gerard from over his glasses, watching the boy glare at him.
"I know I did! I know what I fucking did! I-I... I NEVER ASKED TO BE HERE!" the boy screamed, pushing the hair back, making it fall over. He grabbed the pot of pens and pencils on the desk, throwing it across the room. The therapist sat back in his chair and watched Gerard throw different items across the room, slamming his fists into the wall.
"Gerard," he said calmly, trying to get the boys attention.
"NO! Just leave me alone!!" he shouted once more before swinging the door open and storming out, slamming it shut behind him. He walked into the waiting room and stopped in his tracks when he suddenly found himself staring into a pare of emerald. The emerald eyes.
"I like you" the boy said, grinning his face off. He took a step back from Gerard and raked his eyes over the slender boys body.
"I liked you a lot" he said again, meeting Gerard's eyes. Gerard stared at Frank, not knowing what to say.
"W-What?" he stuttered, trying to think about why he would be saying this.
"I hate him, too. He's a major dick" Frank gestured towards the door Gerard had slammed. The taller boy nodded and frowned at the floor, shuffling awkwardly.
"Lets get you out of here, yeah?" he grinned again and grabbed Gerard's wrist, pulling him out the building.
"Wh-Where are we going?" Gerard stuttered, allowing Frank to yank him down the pavement.
"Anywhere, I don't care. You pick" Frank giggled as he started to jog, forcing Gerard to walk a bit quicker, into an almost jog.
"I-I.. Uh, I don't mind" he shrugged, almost falling over when Frank started to run faster.
"The park it is then" he giggled and took a sharp turn left, making Gerard almost fall over again. He came to a quick stop and felt Gerard stumble into him. He wandered to the swings, still dragging Gerard behind him. He sat down heavily onto one of the chairs, his legs didn't quite touch the ground. The taller boy sat on the seat next to Frank's, and watched him swing his legs slightly.
"Do you understand how adorable you are?" Gerard said bluntly, staring straight at Frank, whose cheeks were turning a light red colour.
"Do you understand how wrong you are?" he giggled and looked back at Gerard, meeting his hazel eyes. He felt his face heat up again as neither of the boys said a word. They started to swing silently, neither wanting to break the now comfortable silence.

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