Welcome to New Jersey

Gerard’s POV:

Walking down the street away from the school like bad ass mother fuckers we are. Frank handed me a cherry cig. “This will be our thing, I’ll supply your cigs Gerard.” Frank laughed and took a long drag.

“Hey Frank?.. Have you ever tried weed before?” I said as I looked at Frank interested to know what he has and hasn't done yet. And if I could change it.

“Umm..No..” He hesitated. “And with my dad in the military shit would be so bad hell he just found out I smoked cigs like a month ago, hell he doesn't care the only reason he does cuz its one of the reasons I got kicked out of my last school along with other… Umm yeah I rather not get back into that shit sorry.” He walked slower and looked at the ground blushing a bit.
Wonder what’s that about. I thought as we walked in silences for a couple of mins.

“This is my house.” Frank pointed to his house and walked towards the door as his mom walked out. She just looked at us and smiled.
“Your mom seems cool she doesn't care you left school.” I said as I took off my shoes.
Frank looked at me and shut the door so his mom couldn't hear. “Oh yeah shes so drunk right now.. My dad’s been gone a lot. But other than that shes cool. Yeah my rooms upstairs first door on the left, I’ll be up in a min I have to do some shit first.” Frank said nodding his head up to the stairs.
“Okay that’s cool.” I said as I walked up the stairs. Hmm perfect time to snoop around.. Hehe. I thought as I scurried away upstairs.

I quickly opened the door a little too eager to look around. Clothes on the ground..small closet… Ah a night stand, I opened it up. Mostly was full with CD’s and empty cig cartons. On the bottom draw was a black journal. I opened it and looked at the door to make sure he wasn't there. Most of it was deep painful song lyrics. About a guy?! I flipped through some more and read about how he was caught kissing a guy at his last catholic all boys private school. I smirked at bit about the info that I just found. I knew I didn't have time to read any further. I quickly closed everything. I saw that he had a beat up looking guitar, I picked it up as Frank walked in.

“Frank you play Guitar, thats awesome dude! You should totally join my band!” I smiled.
“Maybe, I'm not that good..” He looked down at his feet and sighed. “So Im gonna break shit off with Abbey she's way too preppy for my taste. But I’ll use her for that party though. Party a little and have some fun.” He smirked and said “Oh yeah you can bring that weed if you want too lets make this party a night to remember.” He smiled at me like he had an agenda.

“Oh yeah I know a guy, my… good friend, Bert sells shit but I can get stuff for free at a cost of him coming along, He's an acquired taste... but hes cool if you don't get on his bad side.” I said as I shot him a text to bring all the drugs he can get his grubby paws on.

“Will Ray, Bob and Mikey come to the party? Frank asked as he got up to pick up his guitar and started to play some Fugazi.

“Nice Waiting Room and Mikey will, Ray and Bob are straight edge they hate these kinds of scenes and they all kind of hate Bert well yeah hes an ass but.. Yeah.” Gerard said with a helpless grin on his face. “Well Frank I gotta get Mikey now I’ll see yah.” I said as I walked out of his room.

My phone starts to buzz. Bert texted me back. “Sure Gee I can getcha drugz...for a cost as you know sweet cheeks.. You know whatca gotta do Love.- Bert.” I sighed a little knowing this cycle will never end between us…

Notes

I like story with 2 sides so i added what Gerard has to think about everything and Bring a little drama in the story. Please rate and tell me watcha think :)

Xoxo- Izzy