Cries Not Heard

Frank’s POV

Frank groaned as he rushed out of bed and got ready for the day. Scurrying around to gather his things, he left his house with a quick goodbye to his mom. Though he left the house early, he didn’t want to be late on his first day and make a bad impression on his first day. No, that was for a later date. Besides, he just wanted to get school done and over with.

Walking into the main office, he strode up to the secretary. “Um… hello. I’m here for my schedule?”

The lady who looked no older than thirty peered up at him than turned back to her computer. “Name?”

“Frank Iero.” He glanced at the woman nervously out of the corner of his eye. “Am I going to have to talk to the principal?”

“No, just go to class.” She handed him the freshly printed schedule. “Off you go.”

Frank took the schedule and turned to leave. When he was sure the lady wasn’t looking at him he rubbed the warn paper to his face, sighing in contentment. As he walked through the empty halls trying to find his first class, he heard what sounded like pained grunts and pants accompanied with stumbling footsteps. Turning the corner to find the source of the sound, he’s met with the sight of a boy with shoulder length black hair and pain skin with crimson tracks running down his face, leaning against the wall. With a gasp, he shoved the paper into his pocket before running over to the boy. Putting his arm around him, he supported some of the dead weight he was carrying.

“You’re gonna be alright, you hear? I’m gonna take you to the nurse’s, just whatever you do, don’t pass out.”Frank became increasingly worried as he slowly led the boy to the nurse’s office. He could feel the boy swaying on his feet, eyes slowly drooping.

“You’ll be okay.”He felt the boy slump on him. In a panic, Frank got the boy in a better position and started to drag him to the nurse. Realizing he had no idea where the nurse was he had to stop and run over to a classroom. The closest room being art, he barged into the room, calling for the teacher to help.

“Excuse me, young man. What do you think you’re doing interrupting my class like this?” The man said in a stern voice.

“I need help, it’s an emergency!” The man sighed before turning to his class.

“The project is due next Tuesday. Get working.” Following Frank out, he quickly led him to the boy he found. When the teacher saw him, a gasp escaped him and he rushed over to the body.

“Gerard? I should have known something was wrong when you didn’t show up for class. You always show up, be it sick or hurt.” He glanced at the boy -now known as Gerard- with a sad expression before grabbing one side for support. Frank quickly ran up and supported Gerard’s other side. Making quick time, they rushed over to the nurse. Gerard was losing a lot of blood and it seemed as if the flow would never stop. When they arrived, Frank released the breath he never knew he was holding. Placing him on the cot, the nurse ran over and cleaned up his wounds before bandaging them. Frank watched on as a peaceful expression slid onto Gerard’s face, making him look angelic. He could clearly see how truly beautiful the boy was as he lay on the cot. The nurse walked up to Frank and said,

“Hone, you can’t stay here. You need to go to class. You can come back after school.” Frank nodded. Stealing one last glance at the beautiful boy in bed, he made his way to his first class, which just so happened to be art. He smiled.

After School

Mikey’s POV

As soon as the bell rang, Mikey ran over to the nurse’s office, pushing people out of the way as he went. He was normally all for mannerism and common curtesy but when his brother was injured and in pain, fuck it all. Anyone standing in the way will be run over. When he saw his brother sitting up in the cot, he smiled in relief. Checking to see no one was around, he wrapped his arms around his brother.

“I love you, Gee.” He kissed Gerard, prodded his brother’s bottom lip asking for entrance. Gerard granted it and Mikey plunged in, coaxing his brother into a dance of tongues. Gerard released a moan as he wrapped his arm around his brother’s neck.

“I love you too,” he panted before diving in again.

Neither of the brothers heard the door open, or the slight gasp that followed.

“Nice to see you’re doing better…” Mikey jumped off of Gerard before turning to see the owner of the voice. A boy mid-length black hair, hazel eyes, and a fierce blush stood in the doorway, said doorway wide open. Mikey pulled the boy in before shutting the door.

“Who are you?” He glared at the kid.

“I-I’m Frank. I came to check on the kid I brought here, Gerard was it?” He looked over to Gerard, who was covering his face in embarrassment and horror. “Are you okay?” Gerard just nodded.

“Never tell anyone what you saw here today, got it?” Mikey demanded.

“Y-yes.” Frank stammered. He wouldn’t admit it out loud, but watching the two brothers making out turned him on greatly, even if he didn’t know that little fact at the time.

Gerard peaked up from his lap, and Frank found it utterly adorable. He could now see that he had beautiful, bright, hazel eyes.

“Thank you, for helping me.” Gerard gave Frank a time, crooked smile, and Frank could have sworn, he’d just died of adorableness.

Notes

I'm just gonna say this now, treat this whole story as a trigger. You already know what it's about and knowing me, I'll forget to mention it. Thank you for all your beautiful comments. Also, if I just all of a sudden make a scene happen, and it's just kinda sudden, I try to build up to events but I'm a terribly blunt person who is bad at wording things. I apologize in advance if this does indeed happen. Thanks again for reading and I love you all <3