I Believe We're the Enemy

Frank walked out of the bathroom, his eyes looking down. Could he do this to Gerard? Frank didn’t notice any improvement from Gerard’s plans to stop Rogen from bullying him, so did he have any other choice? Frank couldn’t make up his mind. He wanted the pain to stop, but that would mean to take something-stealing. Frank never stole before. Frank reached into his jean pocket and pulled out the pebble.
Frank walked out of the school doors. He lowered his head as his thoughts went crazy.
“Hey, kid.”
Frank looked up to find Gerard.
Frank walked up to him, “What are you doing here?”
“I came to walk you home.”
“Why?” Gerard grinned, “Haven’t we been through this? I’m trying to be a good friend.” Gerard glanced at the pebble in Frank’s hand, “Is that the pebble we tossed around?”
Frank’s cheeks flustered as he placed it back into his pocket.
Gerard smiled lightly as he admired Frank, “Cute.” Gerard was in a small daze, staring at Frank before his mind came back into reality, “Hey, so, this is a weird question but do you want to come over?”
“To your house?”
“Is that okay?”
Frank glanced at Gerard’s jean pocket and nodded. Gerard turned away, his cheeks burning. Gerard could’ve sworn he saw Frank look at his dick. Gerard laughed awkwardly, “Alright. Let’s go.” Gerard led the way as Frank tried to process the choices he was making. Gerard led him down the street, made a few quick turns until stopping by a red house with white windows. Gerard said, “My mom is a bit inappropriate so I’m sorry for what’s to come.” He almost giggled.
Frank didn’t understand until he walked in. Gerard’s mom-a beautiful woman-crowded him with remarks, “Are you his boyfriend?” and “use a condom” and Frank’s favorite, “I have a box of some if you need it”.
Frank tried not to laugh, and Gerard could see that. Gerard smiled at Frank, “Come on, kid.”
Frank followed Gerard to his room. Frank walked in to covered windows, posters on walls, and clothes piled on top of each other on a chair. Gerard scratched the back of his head, “Sorry about the mess.”Frank shrugged, “Cleaner than my room.”
Gerard smiled, “Anyway, I brought you here to show you something.” Gerard opened his closet doors and dug inside before pulling out a yearbook. He scanned through the pages before stopping at a page and handing it to Frank. Frank looked at the picture of a young Rogen and young Gerard. The two smiled at the camera, arms around each other.
Gerard said, “Rogen and I were friends back in middle school. Best friends, actually. But as he grew older, he became more popular...as he did, I became the freak who listened to Iron Maiden and Black Flag...I don’t know what I did to make him hate me, but it doesn’t matter anymore.” Gerard walked over to Frank and added, “He made my junior year the worst. I don’t like to see it happen to you.”
Frank looked at Gerard. He couldn’t believe that Gerard was opening up-Gerard was showing his sensitive side.
Gerard added, “I mean, you still have to pay me, but I promise Rogen won’t hurt you anymore-give me two weeks, kay?”
Frank frowned, “Gerard, I have to tell you something-”
“You know what?” Gerard smiled as he said, “How about we forget about Rogen? I can order pizza and we can play Mario Party 8.” He said as he sat down on the bed, “What kind of pizza would you like?”
“I don’t know-what are you doing?”
Gerard unbuckled his belt and slipped it off, “What do you mean?”
“Uh...I’m gonna go-”
“No, no,” Gerard laughed. He stood up and pulled down his pants-blue basketball shorts were underneath. Gerard added, “I’m not getting naked, I swear.” He chuckled as Frank smiled lightly.
Gerard kicked his jeans away, “I’m going to get the home phone from the kitchen-I’ll be back in a few seconds.”
Frank glanced at Gerard’s jeans on the ground, “Yeah, okay.”
Gerard skipped out of the room-Frank quickly kneeled by Gerard’s jeans and picked them up. He dug through each hole until his hand grabbed onto a chain. He reeled the necklace out. It wasn’t anything Frank was expecting. The necklace had a gold thin chain, and a bright silver heart in the middle. Frank immediately thought Rogen would cash it in.
“Frank...what are you doing?”
Frank stood up with the necklace and turned to find Gerard underneath the door frame with a wireless home phone.
Frank replied quickly, “I saw it fall out of your jeans...it’s really pretty,”
Gerard stared at him before smiling. Gerard walked over and said, “My grandma gave me that necklace.”
The next hour, it was nothing but talking between the two. Gerard mentioned that his grandma passed away, and could offer him nothing but that necklace-but he was completely okay with it. Gerard said, “She taught me everything you know. How to draw-inspired me to draw-even sing.” He chuckled, but it faded away, “This necklace, means so much to me that I carry it everyday. The only one who knows about it was Rogen and Mikey...now you know.” Gerard smiled at Frank, “But I trust you, so it’s okay.”
There it was. The bullet was fired and there was nothing Frank could do but take the shot to the heart. Frank’s hand reached over and grabbed Gerard’s hand. Gerard froze as he looked into Frank’s eyes. Gerard leans into Frank slowly, his eyes taking glances of Frank’s lips. Frank felt his heart beat fast before leaning in too. Gerard joked, “This is gonna cost you...kid.” His lips touched Frank’s, both were in awe.
Frank was the first to make a move. He placed his right hand on Gerard’s cheek, taking in the kiss.
Gerard pulled away slowly before crawling over onto the bed. His back pressed against the mattress, his eyes on Frank.
Frank smiled before getting up, shutting the door, and locking it.

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