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Changing Pete’s schedule proved to be a challenge. That was until Oli got involved and kicked off threatening to ruin the headmasters career if he didn’t. Of course this led to Pete clinging to my arm scared out of his mind. Once we were given Pete’s new schedule we left his office. Oli let out a sigh of relief and looked over to us beaming. His face dropped when he say the frightened boy attached painfully to my arm. “Shit Pete I’m sorry. I didn’t meant to scare you.” Pete offered him a small weak smile and a “It’s alright. Thank you for helping.” Oli returned the smile but not as weak and replied with “No problem. Now listen Pete if you need anything you know where to find me or Gee. We are both your friend, Okay?” Pete smiled wider and nodded his head. “Lovely. Right I got to head off to class. Have fun you two.” With that Oli left. “Right Pete. Out first class is Music.” Then we had Art and then Drama, all in which as stated before have Frank in. This wasn’t going to be good for Pete. I felt Pete shake in fear. I sighed and kissed the top of his head.”I promise it will be fine. We have Ray to talk to. He’s Mikey’s friend.” He nodded and we walked into the classroom handin hand.

Frank was already seated at our table. I sighed and went over to the teacher. She looked up to me . “Yes Gerard?” I handed her a note and she nodded. “Anything else?” I said this loud enough for Frank to hear just to piss him off.”Yeah would it be possible if you could move Frank to another table, so Pete can sit with us? He’s been through a lot hence why he is now in all my classes.” She thought for a while. I could feel Frank’s stares burning into the back of my head. I honestly thought the teacher would say no but she nodded and told Frank to move. “Fuck you miss. I’m out of here,” He said and tried to knock Pete’s shoulder but I quickly pulled him into a hug. Frank got pissed off at that and quickly left the room. “You okay?” I say to Pete as he pulls away. He just nods and we head to our seat. Pete and Ray end up getting along fine and soon enough the bell rings for next class.

I’ve been dreading Art the most. Not even because of Frank. After the whole situation with Oli and Ryan I was dreading what he was going to say. I hope he didn’t call me a slut.”Gee? You okay?” Pete asks nervously from next to me holding my hand tighter. “Yeah I’m good. Frank’s in all our lessons today, Just don’t worry about him okay?” He nodded. “I know a guy from in here. He asked me to the prom but I got scared and said no.” That made me think back to Frank when he asked me. No way in hell was I going with him now. “Aw sweetie, maybe you should.” He shook his head. “I don’t think I can. I don’t feel safe around anyone but you, Mikey and Ray. I would say Oliver too but he scares me. Urm can I go with you?” Holy shit he just asked me to the prom right? Okay just to make sure let me ask. “Go where?” He rolled his eyes and chuckled a bit. That hasn’t happened in a while. “The prom silly.” He smiled shyly. “Sure.” I said and he beamed at me. “Hang on what about this guy you liked? Ask him instead?” I suggested, he went pale. “I can’t do that. What if he doesn’t feel the same way?” I chuckled this time.”First of all sweetie, you’re only asking him to the prom. Secondly what’s life without a little risk? Thirdly and lastly what if he does feel the same? How would that make you feel? Go ahead and ask him.” He sighed and mumbled a fine.

When we entered our Art classroom I noticed Frank’s seat empty on my table. I scanned the room and spotted him in the corner concentrating on something under the table and wincing in pain. I paid no attention to him and went back to handing the note to the teacher and sitting down hand in hand with Pete. “Hey Pete, Hey Gerard.” Ryan said happily from next to me. Pete said hey back and Ryan stared at me with a smile waiting for me to reply.”Urm you’re not pissed off at me then?” He gave me a confused look and his mouth created an o shape when he remember what had happened. “Oh god no. Oli was right. I’m sorry for calling you a slut or whore or whatever I called you. Friends still?” He held out his hand for me to shake. I nodded and accepted it gratefully. All lesson we spoke about random things and then I realised something. I whispered something in Ryan’s ear and he nodded. Pete looked really confused and scared as we both turned our attention to him. “What?” He said in a shaky voice.”Peter Wentz will you do me the honour of accompanying me to the school prom?” Ryan asked and I saw that Pete was trying to hold back a smile and failing. “I can’t. I’m going with Gerard here.” Ryan looked at me with a pissed off expression but I just smiled at him and turned back to Pete. “No you’re not anymore. You’re going with Ryan now. Okay?” He smiled at me and nodded. I heard Ryan mumble a quiet thank you to me and he got up to retrieve some art supplying we needed. He was apparently listening to the teacher.

“Why’d you do that? Now you have no one to go with.” Pete said. I smiled as I said “I know it’s Ryan you like. He’d asked you before but you let your emotions take over, I will go with Oli or something.” He nodded and looked over towards Frank’s direction. “Gee I need to tell you something about Frank. The reason he’s the way he is.” I shook my head. “There’s no need. I’m done with that arsehole.” Pete let out a sigh of annoyance. “No seriously he has a reason. His mother told me but he has no idea I know. Please just let me explain before you completely cut him out of your life.” I nodded. “Let’s ditch then.” I nodded again and we both said bye to Ryan before running from the classroom un-noticed. We reached the back of the school near the old abandoned caretakers house where he apparently died. “Go on then.” I said with a sigh, Not really wanting to hear this but wondering if there was a valid reason. “Has he ever mentioned his Dad?” I nodded.

“His Dad died when he was 2 years old.” Hang on that made no sense. He told me that his Dad killed someone. “Gerard Frank see’s people who are not there. It took me ages to befriend him because he thought his ‘Dad’ was going to kill me. His mother’s a nurse so she looks after him. Well she’s supposed to. As you know she’s never in.” I kept quiet trying to process this. “He’s medicated for it but they do nothing for him. He self harmed because of it just not in a visible way. He nearly killed himself before he met you. You changed him and he very rarely even looks paranoidwhen he's with you. He never looks around him constantly to seek out his father. Nothing like that. You’re the medication he needs. I know this is probably making you feel bad.” No shit. “But I really think you should understand it’s not his fault. He lashes out when he gets scared. He’s scared of losing you. If he can’t have you after realizing you’re his medicine he will find other source to help himself.” That’s when it hit me.

“SHIT!” I screamed and ran towards the building, Pete following me screaming for me to wait up, slow down, stop and what’s wrong. Then we both sped up when he heard a girl scream through the window of our art class. Upon entering the classroom I pushed passed everyone to get to Frank’s still body on the floor. His arms shredded up and his pocket knife discarded on the floor covered in his blood. I pulled him into my arms and held him tightly. “I’m so sorry Frankie.” I said over and over again. “Gee, sweetie? I need to sort his arms out. Move over a bit.” I recognised that voice to be Oli’s. I moved a bit with Frank still in my arms as Oli began working on wiping the blood up, using anti-septic stuff on his cuts and bandaging them up securely afterwards. He then picked up the knife and handed it to the headmaster who had just arrived. “Does he need to go to hospital?” The headmaster asked. Of course he fucking does you stupid twat. “No, We are going to take him back to Gerard’s with us now.” Oli’s voice said over the low chatter of the crowd. The headmaster didn’t argue or stop us when we left the school.

My parents were not in when we all arrived. Mikey and Ray headed up to his room when we were all settled. Oliver went to make food with Bob for us all. Me, Pete and Ray stayed with Frank. Two hours passed and Mikey came down to tell us food was done and that our parents were going back on holiday now and they’d left already. I nodded and refused to eat Until Frank was awake. I’m not going to lie I didn’t actually think he was going to wake up. Pete and Ryan left telling me they were going to sleep in the guest room. I nodded. I stayed awake for another three hours before I drifted off to sleep.

“Gerard?” I heard a small weak voice from on top of me say. I immediately awoke to come face to face with Frank. I smiled and pulled him into a hug making sure to not touch his arms. “Don’t you ever fucking do that again Frankie. You hear me?” He nodded and began to silently cry. I pushed him away to arms length and looked him directly in the eyes. His beautiful eyes glazed over with the unshed tears to yet fall staring directly into mine too. “I love you Frank and I’m not going anywhere ever again. You hear me?” He nodded and smiled. “So does this mean you will go to the prom with me now? He asked with a shaky and slightly cracked voice. “Of course I am.”I chuckled at his question and he hugged me tightly. I pulled him down next to me on the bed whispering sweet nothing in his ears until he fell asleep again. I feel asleep knowing I had my Frankie back in my arms again and hopefully for good.

Notes

Tatyana here again.
So I thought I should give you the real reason our little Frankie is the way he is.
So we have Mikey and Ray,Gerard and Frankie and Pete and Ray.Who's poor Oli and Bob got?
Hope you enjoyed it.WIll be updating again soon.
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