The Boy With The Scorpion Tattoo

"What on gods name were you thinking?!" I near yelled as I paced along my lounge area. Why was I yelling you may ask? Well, Frankie had come in from hanging out with Gerard and he looked over the moon happy. Obviously I had asked why and after some arguing he had finally told me why.

They kissed. KISSED! I cant wait for Pete to get home, he will hopefully be just as disappointed as me. There is no way in hell we can let this continue any further. I mean, Gerard is too old for him and we don't know him enough! What if he just wants to take advantage of Frankie? There is no way in hell im allowing that to happen. Not again anyway.

"I don't get why you're so upset. I thought you liked Gerard and you even teased me about
him crushing on me." Frankie said meekly. He never did like yelling but I was so upset I quite frankly didn't care that much.

I was about to retort but a knock on the front door stopped me. I exhaled sharply, annoyed at being interrupted mid rant, and stormed over to the door. I opened It and growled when I saw who was behind it. Speak of the devil.

"You. In." I growled and Gerard's eyes widened a bit before he quickly followed my orders. Thank Nirvana.

"Umm... I came round because Frankie left his phone round mine." Gerard explained as he followed me into the lounge where an upset Frankie sat. He looked up and gulped when he saw who was here. He smiled sadly and thanked Gerard quietly before taking his phone back.

"You. Sit." I commanded Gerard in the same voice and he did so, albeit confusedly. "Now, what's this I hear about kissing?" I carried on talking, tapping my foot on the ground and glaring at Gerard. His eyes widened slightly and he darted one glance at Frankie before looking at me again.

"Well, we went to the beach and things were said and then we... kissed." Gerard rambled slightly and my glare got harsher.

"Yeah I got that, thanks! I want to know why!" I yelled and started my pacing again. Gerard finally sat next to Frankie and wrapped his arm around his shoulder.

"Oh hell no! No touchie! None, I forbid it!" I almost screamed and Gerard snatched his arm back as if he had been burned.

That was the moment Pete walked in with Patrick. They looked confused at the situation so walked into the lounge together.

"What's going on guys?" Patrick asked, he looked a lot better since his cold. I glared at Gerard again and pointed at him and Frankie.

"That fucking kissed is what's going on!" I yell again. Yeah ill admit im slightly dramatic but seriously! Not cool bro!

My jaw dropped when Pete grinned and hugged Frankie and Gerard. He was obviously not agreeing with me in the slightest.

"Congrats guys! I had a bet going with Ray, Bob and Mikey on how long it would take you two. Bob won." He said and then his gaze finally went to me. "Shit" he muttered.

"You knew?! Why wasn't I told we could have stopped this from happening!" I shrieked. Pete sighed and placed his hands on my shoulders.

But before he could say anything further Frankie let out a sniffle and a sob before he ran out of the room. Shit.

)Frank's POV(

I ran up the stairs and ran into my room, slamming the door behind me. I could barely breath from my crying. It was a pussy reaction but Kellin knew I hated yelling but he did it anyway!
And his reaction to Gee and I put some doubts in my head.

What if Gee was really using me?

What if he was like my dad?

Could I really trust him?

Did he really like me?

I collapsed onto the floor, my legs weak. I gripped onto my hair and backed myself up into the corner of the room. Oh crap I was having a panic attack.

I barely registered the door opening over my heart pounding in my ear drums. The next thing I know arms are wrapping around me and pulling me against a warm body. I shriek and try and struggle but then I recognise the familiar scent.

"Shhh, Frankie. It's alright. I'm here, nothing can hurt you. You're safe." Gerard cooed in my ear softly and pulled me into his lap, tightening his arms around my shoulders and waist.

"I-I do-don't like sh-shout-ting..." I say between sobs and press my face into his neck, trying to calm myself down. He just makes cooing noises and rocks us back and forth.

"It's alright I'm here, no more shouting. No loud noises." He whispers softly and kisses my temple and wet cheek.

My cries die down and I close my eyes, tired suddenly.

"Mmm... Gee..." I mumble into his neck and he just rakes a hand through my hair.

"Shh Frankie, sleep." He whispers and I do just that.

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