I've Gotten Better, Have You?

Gerard woke up the next morning with a dry throat and a blood-like taste in his mouth. Yesterday night was blurry in Gerard's mind but Gerard just figured he got really drunk before crashing.... If he only knew.

With great effort Gerard managed to make his way to the bathroom, pausing in font of the mirror to grimace at his reflection. Although Gerard is confident in his sex and at school, that didn't mean that Gerard was popular of well liked. Gerard hated his reputation, but he knew he could never change it. He was always going to be Gerard, the big fucking slut.

"Fuck" Gerard whispered as hot tears poured down his face, white hot rage was prickling its way through his veins and the mirror in front of him never looked so insulting. Within seconds, Gerard found himself on the floor of his bathroom surrounded by broken glass.
Rapid foot steps came running into his room and he could hear his mothers worried shouts. "Gerard! You're bleeding! Come here we need to clean your hand" Donna said, trying to keep her voice level down.

Gerard was confused, his mother was almost never like this, his mother was childish and irresponsible and drunk. But maybe what Gerard didn't see was that when she left in the middle of the day, she wasn't going out to get hammered and fucked by some biker dude, she was at AA meetings, trying to get her life back together for her sons.

Maybe Donna would wait until Gerard's episode was over before she told him that his younger brother was returning home..... yeah, Donna would wait.

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A very hungover Frank wakes up on the tile floor of his kitchen. Last night to Frank was no blur, it was as crystal clear as the blush that spread across his face as he touches his lips. Frank had kissed Gerard... Or maybe Gerard had kissed Frank, but that didn't make it any different.

"You're an idiot Frank" he says to himself into the mirror, and it was true, Frank was an idiot, i mean come on Frank! He's your student and he hates you and you gave a 16 year old drugs for Christ sake's! I hope you feel guilty about thi- "Alright, geez i feel bad but i don't need my own author criticizing me about it! you made me do that, so technically this is your fault".......


Frank woke up in his bath tub. "Must of blacked out" he says to no one in particular. Frank looked t his clock to see that the time was 5:58 am and he was to be at school in almost three hours, he wasn't really looking forward to seeing Gerard in class, especially with all those sluts hanging off of him like scarves. What made Gerard so popular?

Was it his flawless skin, or his always perfect black hair? Maybe it was the way he carried himself, the cut and rugged look suits him so well. Or maybe, just maybe it was the way he would arch his back when you bit at the sensitive parts on his neck, or how soft his light pick lips were, and how delicious his mouthwatering jaw was..... Oh shit...... Frank was hard now.

Just the thought of Gerard made his mind go fuzzy. He was like a drug to frank, a drug that frank thought he was clean from. Frank thought about the first time him and Gerard had sex, how Gerard moaned and groaned for Frank, how he kept chanting how much he loved him. Frank wonders why he ever thought that Gerard was bad at sex, Gerard was his first. Frank didn't know anyone better. Gerard was so small when they made love, just beautiful, Frank was so caught up in his own thought he didnt notice that he was sitting in a beth tub.... Jerking himself off to the best memory of his life.

If only Gerard knew that.

Notes

Short chapter but I want to thank the people who like the story, if I get more comments then I will update because I don't want to write a story that no one likes