Love Never Dies
Chapter 8
Frank started the story with a little back track, of what they'd been doing before.
"We almost had sex....but I'd been looking at the door, for a second when I saw the doornob turn, and it was my ex-girlfriend Jessica. She's a slut, she used to be when I was dating. Back in Kearny, before I because a band director. She'd wanted me to do things, that were completly the opposite of what my plans had been. She got me into drugs, mostly weed, and I was a heavy alchohalic. I still drink, just not every five seconds, and I havn't done drugs sence 2001. But some how she got my new address, or it used to be new, i've lived here for a while now. I told her when I broke up with her I was moving to Cali, but I guess someone told her other wise, and She found me." Frank paused to take a long breath.
"But then she walked in on us, and probably became inferiated because she knew that she wont be the last one to touch or at least see me with a boner....and we both saw her, and she threw my living room lamp at your head...You passed out cold. I threw the lamp back at her, but it missed, so I threw my lap at her head, and she passed out cold, on the floor, after slamming her head into the wall. I'd called the cops as I threw it at her head, so they came shortly after she was out cold, and I pulled our clothes on, cause if they knew....we'd both be out of jobs, and out of the public school system here in Belleville...."Frank said through choked backed sobs, because he'd almost lost the one person that he was starting to love.
Gerard petted his cheek gently, nodding.
"Yea...That wouldn't have been good..."Gerard said breathing out. Frank nodded,and continued, ending with that moment.
"And then I started telling you what happened..."Frank said biting his lip, trying to calm himself. Maybe a beer would help, Frank slowly stood, slinking into the kitchen, on one foot, with a blinking Gerard walking behind him. He opened the tiny white fridge, and grabbed a Bud Light, his favorite, the only thing he drank anymore, that was alchohal at least. He really loved Coke, if a place didn't have it, there would be a burning passion, to burn the place to the ground. Frank offered Gerard one, but he just waved his hand away.
"I don't drink anymore..."Gerard said,biting his lip. In the back of his head, his brain was telling him to grab it, but his moral support told him no. Frank nodded, and grabbed a Coke, and handed it to him, Gerard smiled, and opened the can, as Frank opened the silver can, and started to drink, as he went back into his room, to change clothes, and roll up one pant leg, to remind himself, and grab his crutches. He found his Messanger bag on his couch, and fixed it to were, he had what he needed for the rest of the day, and grabbed his guitar case. Today he'd be going over to the Elementary school, that was connected with the High School and Middle School, and play some songs for the litle kids, and have them sing along.
Normal kids new the classis nursury rymes, but Jersey kids new the Misfits and The Smiths. He smiled, and grabbed the few pieces of paper, he'd written down things to remind him of key changes and stuff, and put it in his messanger bag, then put the bags strap over his shoulder. He fixed the crutches that he'd been leaning against, and put one under his arm, and set the other against the wall, then bit his lip, and grabbed a hoodie, and put in his gauges and piercings, and draped the Misfits hoodie over his bag, and leaned up kising Gerards cheek gently.
"We should get going...John will get mad, if I'm not thier when I say I will be..."Frank said smiling, up at Gerard. Gerard smiled back, and nodded, grabbing his own bag, that had his lesson plans, and things and put it over his shoulder, and drank the rest of the coke, as did Frank with his beer, and they left, making sure to lock the door to Frank's appartment.
When Frank and Gerard arrived they walked in together, but Frank made a right turn, and Gerard kept walking. Frank walked straight into the band hall, not being recognized because his hair was in a faux hawk, and he had his lip ring and nose ring and his gauges, and his whole two sleeves of tattoos were showing. Ray turned when a kid smiled, and waved to Frank. Frank waved back.
"Children." Frank said in the best older adult voice he could, without laughing. Ray got down from the podeum, to hug Frank.
"Your late Frankie..."Ray wispered, as he hugged the smaller male. Frank nodded.
"I know...remember Jessica?"
"The slut?!"
"Shhh...yes....my ex...she showed up at my appartment....she walked in on me and Gerard.."
"ewwwwwww Frankie."
"Shhhh...anyways...she threw the lamp you got me for my birthday at his head....knocked him out cold...I threw it back, but it missed, so I threw the one dad got me for christmas, and she fell backwards, slaming her head into the wall...out cold. I called the police. I put all our clothes, which wasn't much, back on, cause I realized the police are well connected witht the Public schools...if they find out im gay...i'm screwed....Gerard, me out of jobs....So i couldn't let that happen, and I lied....But that doesn't matter...." Frank was cut off by a teenage boy, gay, Frank could tell.
"Umm...Mr. Iero..."
"Yes, Johnny?"Frank asked, looking up, at the young trumpet player.
"What happened?"Johnny asked, biting his lip. Frank sighed.
"Are any of you in art?"Frank asked looking at the kids hands go up.
"Okay, well...Mr. Way and I....we met for coffee this morning, teacher stuff...well I tripped and sprained my ankle, he took me home, cause he's awesome like that, and we were watching a movie, cause he was keeping me company, while I was waiting for my doctor to call me back, and an ex girlfriend of mine, way back when, before I became a teacher, and was only a musician, broke into my house, She threw a lamp at his head.....i don't know why...and it knocked him out cold...well, I threw it back, cause she was being a "beach" *clears his throat* and well it missed, so I threw the other lamp at her, and well yea, she got arrested for tresspassing, and well Mr. Way just has a headache now, and my ankle is just sprained, but we'll be fine..." Frank said telling the Symphonic Band, the story. Frank bit his lip.
"One day, i'll show you guys an old recording of me and my band Pencey Prep, if you guys all get 1's at Solo and Ensemble..."Frank said smiling walking back into the office, telling Ray the rest of what really happened. Ray returned soon enough back to the band, and got them scooting off back to rehearsal. Frank left his messanger bag in his chair, and walked off in the direction of the cafeteria, where he could get to the Elementary school easiest.
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*Gerards POV*
Gerard departed from walking beside Frank,and walked down the hall to his classroom. He walked in, a sub doing the worst job ever of explaining something.
"I'll take it from here...Thank you."Gerard said putting a hand on the womans shoulder. The sub nodded, and picked up her stuff and thanked the class for being nice to her. After the lady left, the whole class started thanking Gerard for coming back, for saving them from the worst sub they'll ever had. Gerard laughed, then smiled.
"Now you guys like me?" Gerard said laughing, shaking his head. He erased what the woman had and wrote "FUCK THAT! WE DON"T WANT THAT THERE" In all caps. Gerard smiled, laughed, then look a picture of it with his phone, then erased it.
"I've always wanted to write that on a board..."Gerard said laughing, sitting on his desk.
"Okay, who finished thier sketchs from yesterday, already?"Gerard asked, smiling. His head hurt like hell, but his art classes were full of quiet people, which he was glad of. A few people raised thier hands.
"Liars. Art is never done. Theres always something you can add to somthing....Always. But if you really like what you've done, and You think its somthing you would get an A on, if it was say an enlish writing assignment, then go ahead." Gerard said waiting in silence. No one got up.
"Good. Now get to work...I'll help anyone that needs help...accept Jessi. Ms. Over achiever." Gerard said shaking his head, looking at the young girl. She was a complete over achiever, and she new that. Gerard just smiled to her, and sat back in his desk, getting on the computer, turning on Youtube, to listen to the Misfits. Those crazy art kids loved the Misfits, it was the only class they were ever allowed to listen to music in.
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Frank's POV
When Frank had walked into the cafiteria, A lunch was happening, he quickly walked through the door, into the Elementary cafiteria, and down the long hallway, to the Auditorium, that he was supposed to be showing the kids, and having a cute little Sing along time. He walked in, and the auditorium was packed with little kids. Frank smiled, and walked up on stage, making sure the mic was on. He took out his acustic, and strumed a few nessasary chords before introducing himself. All those kids knew who he was, and abosolutly adored him. Frank smiled, as there were shouts and cheers of random songs, those kids loved. He played the first note to one song by the misfits, and all the kids jumped from their seats, eager to listen to Frank play.
Frank smiled, he would never have a group of kids that loved the Misfits as much as he does, at such a young age, ever again. They would all grow up to play some kind of instrument. Most were future band members, Frank could see it in thier tiny little eyes.
"We almost had sex....but I'd been looking at the door, for a second when I saw the doornob turn, and it was my ex-girlfriend Jessica. She's a slut, she used to be when I was dating. Back in Kearny, before I because a band director. She'd wanted me to do things, that were completly the opposite of what my plans had been. She got me into drugs, mostly weed, and I was a heavy alchohalic. I still drink, just not every five seconds, and I havn't done drugs sence 2001. But some how she got my new address, or it used to be new, i've lived here for a while now. I told her when I broke up with her I was moving to Cali, but I guess someone told her other wise, and She found me." Frank paused to take a long breath.
"But then she walked in on us, and probably became inferiated because she knew that she wont be the last one to touch or at least see me with a boner....and we both saw her, and she threw my living room lamp at your head...You passed out cold. I threw the lamp back at her, but it missed, so I threw my lap at her head, and she passed out cold, on the floor, after slamming her head into the wall. I'd called the cops as I threw it at her head, so they came shortly after she was out cold, and I pulled our clothes on, cause if they knew....we'd both be out of jobs, and out of the public school system here in Belleville...."Frank said through choked backed sobs, because he'd almost lost the one person that he was starting to love.
Gerard petted his cheek gently, nodding.
"Yea...That wouldn't have been good..."Gerard said breathing out. Frank nodded,and continued, ending with that moment.
"And then I started telling you what happened..."Frank said biting his lip, trying to calm himself. Maybe a beer would help, Frank slowly stood, slinking into the kitchen, on one foot, with a blinking Gerard walking behind him. He opened the tiny white fridge, and grabbed a Bud Light, his favorite, the only thing he drank anymore, that was alchohal at least. He really loved Coke, if a place didn't have it, there would be a burning passion, to burn the place to the ground. Frank offered Gerard one, but he just waved his hand away.
"I don't drink anymore..."Gerard said,biting his lip. In the back of his head, his brain was telling him to grab it, but his moral support told him no. Frank nodded, and grabbed a Coke, and handed it to him, Gerard smiled, and opened the can, as Frank opened the silver can, and started to drink, as he went back into his room, to change clothes, and roll up one pant leg, to remind himself, and grab his crutches. He found his Messanger bag on his couch, and fixed it to were, he had what he needed for the rest of the day, and grabbed his guitar case. Today he'd be going over to the Elementary school, that was connected with the High School and Middle School, and play some songs for the litle kids, and have them sing along.
Normal kids new the classis nursury rymes, but Jersey kids new the Misfits and The Smiths. He smiled, and grabbed the few pieces of paper, he'd written down things to remind him of key changes and stuff, and put it in his messanger bag, then put the bags strap over his shoulder. He fixed the crutches that he'd been leaning against, and put one under his arm, and set the other against the wall, then bit his lip, and grabbed a hoodie, and put in his gauges and piercings, and draped the Misfits hoodie over his bag, and leaned up kising Gerards cheek gently.
"We should get going...John will get mad, if I'm not thier when I say I will be..."Frank said smiling, up at Gerard. Gerard smiled back, and nodded, grabbing his own bag, that had his lesson plans, and things and put it over his shoulder, and drank the rest of the coke, as did Frank with his beer, and they left, making sure to lock the door to Frank's appartment.
When Frank and Gerard arrived they walked in together, but Frank made a right turn, and Gerard kept walking. Frank walked straight into the band hall, not being recognized because his hair was in a faux hawk, and he had his lip ring and nose ring and his gauges, and his whole two sleeves of tattoos were showing. Ray turned when a kid smiled, and waved to Frank. Frank waved back.
"Children." Frank said in the best older adult voice he could, without laughing. Ray got down from the podeum, to hug Frank.
"Your late Frankie..."Ray wispered, as he hugged the smaller male. Frank nodded.
"I know...remember Jessica?"
"The slut?!"
"Shhh...yes....my ex...she showed up at my appartment....she walked in on me and Gerard.."
"ewwwwwww Frankie."
"Shhhh...anyways...she threw the lamp you got me for my birthday at his head....knocked him out cold...I threw it back, but it missed, so I threw the one dad got me for christmas, and she fell backwards, slaming her head into the wall...out cold. I called the police. I put all our clothes, which wasn't much, back on, cause I realized the police are well connected witht the Public schools...if they find out im gay...i'm screwed....Gerard, me out of jobs....So i couldn't let that happen, and I lied....But that doesn't matter...." Frank was cut off by a teenage boy, gay, Frank could tell.
"Umm...Mr. Iero..."
"Yes, Johnny?"Frank asked, looking up, at the young trumpet player.
"What happened?"Johnny asked, biting his lip. Frank sighed.
"Are any of you in art?"Frank asked looking at the kids hands go up.
"Okay, well...Mr. Way and I....we met for coffee this morning, teacher stuff...well I tripped and sprained my ankle, he took me home, cause he's awesome like that, and we were watching a movie, cause he was keeping me company, while I was waiting for my doctor to call me back, and an ex girlfriend of mine, way back when, before I became a teacher, and was only a musician, broke into my house, She threw a lamp at his head.....i don't know why...and it knocked him out cold...well, I threw it back, cause she was being a "beach" *clears his throat* and well it missed, so I threw the other lamp at her, and well yea, she got arrested for tresspassing, and well Mr. Way just has a headache now, and my ankle is just sprained, but we'll be fine..." Frank said telling the Symphonic Band, the story. Frank bit his lip.
"One day, i'll show you guys an old recording of me and my band Pencey Prep, if you guys all get 1's at Solo and Ensemble..."Frank said smiling walking back into the office, telling Ray the rest of what really happened. Ray returned soon enough back to the band, and got them scooting off back to rehearsal. Frank left his messanger bag in his chair, and walked off in the direction of the cafeteria, where he could get to the Elementary school easiest.
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*Gerards POV*
Gerard departed from walking beside Frank,and walked down the hall to his classroom. He walked in, a sub doing the worst job ever of explaining something.
"I'll take it from here...Thank you."Gerard said putting a hand on the womans shoulder. The sub nodded, and picked up her stuff and thanked the class for being nice to her. After the lady left, the whole class started thanking Gerard for coming back, for saving them from the worst sub they'll ever had. Gerard laughed, then smiled.
"Now you guys like me?" Gerard said laughing, shaking his head. He erased what the woman had and wrote "FUCK THAT! WE DON"T WANT THAT THERE" In all caps. Gerard smiled, laughed, then look a picture of it with his phone, then erased it.
"I've always wanted to write that on a board..."Gerard said laughing, sitting on his desk.
"Okay, who finished thier sketchs from yesterday, already?"Gerard asked, smiling. His head hurt like hell, but his art classes were full of quiet people, which he was glad of. A few people raised thier hands.
"Liars. Art is never done. Theres always something you can add to somthing....Always. But if you really like what you've done, and You think its somthing you would get an A on, if it was say an enlish writing assignment, then go ahead." Gerard said waiting in silence. No one got up.
"Good. Now get to work...I'll help anyone that needs help...accept Jessi. Ms. Over achiever." Gerard said shaking his head, looking at the young girl. She was a complete over achiever, and she new that. Gerard just smiled to her, and sat back in his desk, getting on the computer, turning on Youtube, to listen to the Misfits. Those crazy art kids loved the Misfits, it was the only class they were ever allowed to listen to music in.
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Frank's POV
When Frank had walked into the cafiteria, A lunch was happening, he quickly walked through the door, into the Elementary cafiteria, and down the long hallway, to the Auditorium, that he was supposed to be showing the kids, and having a cute little Sing along time. He walked in, and the auditorium was packed with little kids. Frank smiled, and walked up on stage, making sure the mic was on. He took out his acustic, and strumed a few nessasary chords before introducing himself. All those kids knew who he was, and abosolutly adored him. Frank smiled, as there were shouts and cheers of random songs, those kids loved. He played the first note to one song by the misfits, and all the kids jumped from their seats, eager to listen to Frank play.
Frank smiled, he would never have a group of kids that loved the Misfits as much as he does, at such a young age, ever again. They would all grow up to play some kind of instrument. Most were future band members, Frank could see it in thier tiny little eyes.
Notes
Hey guys. The most hilarious prayer ever. "Let us pray. Oh uh please dont feel like you can't pertcipate if your not Christian, cause this is a prayer for all faiths. Dear Jesus of Nazareth first of all I'd like to thank you for calling your self Jesus of Nazareth, so sorta like the Lord of the Rings or somthing. I am Jesus of Nazareth son of Orfleck the butcher. We know Lord from John 3:16 that you so loved the world that you sent your only son to die for us, your only son. but at the same time, were all your children so in your eyes were a bunch of girls. So help us as we struggle with indintations of lesbianism Amen." - Bo BurnhamI just had to share that with you.
8/24/13