Maybe This Could Work...

“Gee, I don’t want to do this”
“Oh, come on, sweetheart, it’ll be nice! I promise you”
“But I just don’t feel like it”
“In the end you’ll thank me for this”
“Trust me I won’t”
“Stop being a little bitch and let me do this”
“Fine”
“Please stay still so I can finish”
“I really don’t see the point this, ‘cause I don’t really need this thing”
“Can you stop whining?”
“I’m not whining... I’m expressing my opinion”
“Yes, and your opinion is definitely wrong this time”
“Says you”
“Honey, everyone would agree with me”
“No, they would not”
“Shut up, I know what I’m doing and I know what makes you look sexy... There finished”
I stepped in front of the mirror to examine Gerard’s work.
“Okay, fine it’s not that bad” I said, fixing the blood red tie Gerard had tied around my neck, saying that it’ll make me hot as hell. And as much as I hated to admit it, he was right.
“I told you sweetheart” he said, stepping behind me, his reflection in the mirror with mine, pressing a kiss to my cheek.
“What time are Gina’s picking you up?” he asked, leaning his head down on my shoulder.
“Around seven, I think. She said she’ll text me when she’ll be here” I told him. I looked at our reflections. Gerard was wearing brand new black skinny jeans that fit his figure beautifully, black boots, a simple yet fitting black shirt and a black leather jacket that just drove me crazy.
I, on the other hand, was wearing a tux. I hated wearing this thing and it looked funny on me. But if you ask Gerard I looked so hot he could barely restrain himself from taking my right there and then.
It was bad enough that I had to wear black dress pants, a white button up shirt and a black blazer, but Gerard just had to add that stupid tie of his, to make me feel even more constricted.
“Well, then we have some time for ourselves, don’t we?” Gerard purred in to my ear, his hands sliding down my back and firmly gripping to my ass.
I turned around, now facing Gerard and his mischievous smile.
“Sweetie, once I get out of this ridiculous outfit, I am never putting it back on” I said, running my hand down his body, stopping just above his crotch.
“Don’t be a teas” he smirked, then kissed me passionately. Gerard pushed me again the closet, his lips soon moving down to my neck, biting and sucking on the skin.
“Oh, baby...” I moaned out. With every kiss he placed on my skin, vibrations travelled down my body, making me aroused with each second more.
“Mmm... You like that?” Gerard purred in to my ear, his hands undoing my belt and unbuttoning my pants.
“Mhm” I hummed, feeling how my pants dropped down to my ankles, Gerard’s hand slipping in to my boxers, his fingers wrapping around my dick. As Gerard pumped my length with one hand, he removed my boxers with the other and he dropped down to his knees, licking my tip with his tongue. I looked down at the gorgeous man beneath me, immediately meeting his soft hazel eyes, as he removed his hand from around my cock, taking the tip in to this mouth, moaning in delight.
He took more of me inside his mouth, moaning and swirling his tongue around my length, making it nice and wet.
“Oh, God” I moaned out, feeling Gerard smirk. I bucked my hips forward, now completely inside Gerard’s mouth, but I still wanted more. He was now deep throating me and it was so good, I knew I wouldn’t last much longer. I wanted all of him, even though I knew right now we couldn’t. But tonight... Tonight was something else entirely.
It wasn’t long, with Gerard bobbing his head and sucking hard, until I came, my cum running down his throat, satisfied smiles on both our faces.
I pulled Gerard back up to my lips, kissing him deeply, not caring that his lips were still coated in my white cum.
“You’re amazing” I whispered against his lips.
“I know” he whispered back.
Just then the door bell rang and along it so did my phone, with Gina’s text.

GINA (6.47): Get your tux ass down here <3

“Well she’s nice” mumbled Gerard, leaning over my shoulder to read the text.
“Her foster parents always make her act like a total bitch” I explained, pulling up my pants.
Gerard and I shared one more quick kiss.
“I’ll see you there” he said and giving me a wink before I ran downstairs to open the door.
And the person standing in front of the door, was... Well... Not my best friend.
“Who are you and what have you done with Gina?” I asked, trying to stay serious. She was gorgeous! Besides the awesome dress she bought, she wore black closed ankle heels, a short black leather jacket to keep her warm, her hair ironed completely straight, her makeup professionally done. One word? Stunning.
“Oh, shut up” she shyly smiled, a light blush colouring her cheeks.
“Come on, let’s go, before my ‘parent’ get pissed” she added, taking my hand and nudging me towards the car that was park in front of the house.
“Why are they acting like its fucking prom?” I questioned, but getting no answer, right before we got inside the car.
“Hello Franklin” greeted my Mrs. Green, Gina’s foster mom.
“It’s just Frank Mrs. G” I said, giving Mr. Green a quick nod.
The drive to the school was awkward, as were all the moments I spent with Gina’s foster family.
What to say about the Winter dance? It was the same as every year; lots of glitter everywhere, blue and white balloons, colourful stings, a DJ playing pop and techno music, confetti everywhere and, thank you God, a bar at the very back.
I honestly thought that this year, being the last year I would be attending this dance, would be different, would be fun for a changed. But by the end of the night, it was far from it.
Gina and I arrived there when most of the people were already there, some talking, some dancing, others were already hitting the drinks.
Gerard arrived only half an hour after us, speaking with his co-workers most of the time, and always making sure he had me in view. We exchanged a couple mouthed out ‘I love you’s and a couple of secret glances.
I don’t know what time it was, I only knew it was getting really later, when that girl Natalie came over.
“Hey, Frankie” she smiled to me.
“Hey” I said back, finishing the drink I had in my hand, and placing the glass on the table nearby and looking around for Gina to come and save me from this situation.
“Can I ask you something?” she asked, flashing her white teeth.
“Okay...” I said unsure, hoping she wasn’t going to ask what I thought she would.
“Would you maybe wanna go see a movie sometime? Like, I don’t know, a date?” she asked.
Oh, Jesus Christ... Why does the universe hate me?
“Ammm... Natalie, I do believe Gina told you why we won’t work right?” I awkwardly said.
“Oh, yeah, I know why she told me that” Natalie waved her hand, like she was dismissing what Gina had told her.
“Because it was the truth?” I said. I tried making it sound like a statement, but it came out more as a question, which I think was my first mistake that night. The second one came a little later and I’d like to say it was one of the biggest mistakes I made in my life; one of the two biggest mistakes.
“It’s because the bitch wanted you all to herself” Natalie shrugged, but still kept that somewhat seductive smile plastered on her face.
“Don’t call her that!” I hissed at her.
“Oh, come on, Frankie, don’t be angry at me” she said, sliding her hand down my arm. I slightly moved back, looking around to find Gina for her help. I looked back at Natalie, in hopes to knock some sense in her head, but before I could even speak a word, she threw her arms around my neck, her lips crashing with mine and her tongue pushing inside my mouth.
My eyes grew wide, staring at Natalie’s closed eyelids, coloured with a dark blue eyeshadow. Her tongue went deeper and deeper, her body pulling even closer to my mind, clutching around my neck like for dear life.
When I finally realised what was going on, when my brain started working properly again, I grabbed Natalie by her hips and pulled her away from myself, a childish smile remaining on her lips. I felt my face blush bright red and I felt like everyone was staring... Even though I knew only one person was staring; the wrong person.
I turned away from Natalie, immediately meeting his tear covered hazel eyes. I shook my head, mouthing out ‘no’ to him, seeing all that pain and betrayal on his face. No, no, no!! This can’t be happening.
I tried to go to him, but was held back by Natalie entwining our fingers together.
“Let go of me!” I said to Natalie, my voice cracking. Shit! I need to explain this to Gerard, because I know how it looked like from his point of view.
“Oh, Frankie, don’t pretend you didn’t like it” she said, winking at me.
“Get the fuck away from me!” I hissed at her, pulling my hand away, turning back to Gerard, only to see him excused himself from the conversation, his face paler the usual, tears already slipping down his cheeks, and headed towards the men’s room.
Like on auto-control, I followed him, my feet barely keeping me up. I tried to seem as casual as possible, but I knew I was too far in to panic mode to even think about that.
I crashed in to the men’s room, hearing quiet sobs emerging from the end of the stalls.
“Gee?” I called out, my voice shaky, almost unrecognisable. The sobs immediately stopped, but he still didn’t come out of his hiding.
“Gerard?” I called out again, slowly walking towards him. I turned the corner, seeing him leaning back against the wall, his head held low. His body was lightly shaking and I could see the wet lines on his cheeks left behind by the tears. I couldn’t quite describe how many emotions I saw expressed on his face. But I knew all those emotions were there because of me, because I was so careless. And it left me cold, feeling destroyed.
“Gerard, please let me ex-“
“Get out” he mumbled.
“No, please, just listen to me” I said, trying to take hold of his hand, but he swiftly moved it away, his head shooting up. There was no trace of what I saw earlier on his face, no sadness, no betrayal. Now there was anger and hurt, so much hurt that it broken my heart... Like my actions broke his.
“Get the fuck out, and I don’t want to see you when I get home” he said, his voice calm and icy.
“W-what?” I stuttered, the blood in my veins freezing from his look.
“I want you out of my house before I get back home. I don’t care where you go, I just don’t want to see you” he said through his teeth.
“Gerard, please just let me explain!” I pleaded.
He watched me for a moment, then he just pushed off the wall and walked right past me.
“Gerard, please!” I begged, reaching for his arm. He shook my hand away, giving me one last glance and mumbling: “We’re over”
And without another word, he walked back in to the gym.
I don’t know how long I stood there, looking after him, maybe waiting for him to come back to me, but it didn’t matter how long I stood there or how much I cried and sob or how much I cursed Natalie or how much I cursed myself, he didn’t come back. This was my fault! And now he wanted me out of the house, not even giving me a chance to explain myself... I felt broken and lost without him.
Where was the point of existing, if I couldn’t be with him? I just lost my everything, because of a stupid, pathetic mistake.
I was snapped out of my thoughts, when a group of pretty much drunken jokes burst in to the bathroom. I quickly removed myself, going back in to the gymnasium. I combed through all the people, my eyes searching for only him; and I found him, talking and laughing with some other teachers like nothing ever happened. His eyes momentarily flickered to me, but he pretended like he saw nothing. Maybe, because now, I was nothing. I wiped away my tears, so no one would noticed and stared up at the ceiling so new tears wouldn’t form. Looking at the ceiling, I found, was a very effective method to stop myself from crying. Just as I calmed myself enough to look back down, I saw Gina, practically running towards me.
“Are you okay?” she asked, clearly concerned out of her mind.
“Don’t feel like talking” I mumbled, taking one last look at the smiling perfection that I had lost.
“Don’t feel like existing either”
I gave Gina a ‘I’m sorry’ look and then, just like Gerard before, I left.

I didn’t care how cold it was outside. I didn’t care that I was freezing in that stupid tux. I didn’t care that as soon as I was away from the school I started crying again, the hot tears quickly turning cold and freezing my cheeks. I didn’t care about anything, but the love of my life, who I had betrayed and left behind.
By the time I got back to the house... Gerard’s house, the tears had long stopped running, or froze, either way they were gone. Mikey let me inside, asking how the dance was, and where’s Gee. I didn’t answer. I didn’t want to talk to anyone or listen to anyone, or see anyone.
I went upstairs and started packing my things.
“Frank, what are you doing?” asked Mikey, standing by the door frame.
“I’m leaving” I mumbled, numb from all the pain that was still spreading through my body. Having no tears falling from your eyes even when you know you’re in a deep pain is as devastating as when your heart is beating, yet you don’t feel anything. I didn’t know of my heart was racing to escape my chest, or if it was barely beating, just to keep me alive, to feel every aspect of my heart break. It hurts more when your whole soul is blank. You may not feel it, but you see it all crashing down. And I did see it.
All the memories we’ve ever shared inside these four walls, all the conversations and all the meaningless fights. It all shattered before my eyes, like glass...
I knew it was my fault this had happened, and I knew that I wasn’t worth forgiving. The guilt was eating me inside, like worms in a lifeless corps.
“Why?” Mikey asked concerned.
“Because he wants me too”
“Who? Gerard?”
I nodded, again realising to late that Mikey can’t see me.
“Yes” I said, finishing.
“See ya, Mikey”
And I was out of the front door.
I wasn’t thinking, my feet just carried me around the snowy streets of New Jersey. Not a thousand words could ever explain how it felt to be alone without him. I hated the spaces between my fingers, where he’s should be. My head got weary.
I knew that no one knew me like he did, no one got me like he did, to the rest of them, I was misunderstood. My legs got week, and I collapsed down on the snowy side walk, crying my eyes out again, not caring if anyone saw or heard, feeling the cold enter my body. My body crumbled and I knew that all I needed was his hand on my back, rocking me in to his embrace, telling me that it’ll all be okay. But it wasn’t. My heart craved his presents, but knowing that his heart was now in a couple million pieces, I knew that my craving heart was no longer strong enough to put them back together.
Maybe by the time I see him again, I will find a thousand words to express how it feels to be alone without him. But not now... Not tonight. Tonight, that lose is expressed through tears and heart break, and self loathing. My heart bled for him tonight... And it hurt like hell.
Half an hour later, I found myself in front of the comic book store. I didn’t know how I got there, but I guess that even my subconscious knew where to go.
I rang the door bell that was on the wall, next to the front door that held a sign saying CLOSED with big red letters. Five minutes later, a light turned on in the distant corner.
The door opened and in front of me stood a very sleepy Bob.
“Hey, little dude” he yawned.
“Can I stay with you?” I asked.
“Yeah, sure, come in”
It would have been easier standing in front of rain of bullets, then seeing Gerard so hurt. Later that night, when I was well settled on Bob’s couch, or my new bed, I tried calling him about three times. It went to voice mail after the first two rings. Then I texted him:

ME (11.52): Gee, please let me explain.
Please answer your phone...

I didn’t get an answer.
I didn’t get any answer not tonight, not tomorrow, not even after a week.
It was 3am and he was still in my thoughts, even though my world had crashed down around me and I felt like I could no longer breathe, he was still that one thought that kept me alive. I knew I had to make things better, talk to him no matter what, explain to him what had really happened. And even if after that he won’t want to take me back, at least I’ll assured by then thought that he knows the truth.
I guess some people are just born with a life time of tragedies in their blood...

Notes

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