Frank Stop Staring

After the attack, Frank charged Bert with robbery; but through court trials and lies Frank had to tell, Bert only received 3 months in prison with a year of probation. Frank was devastated, he tried his best to make Bert seem vicious without revealing anything about Gerard being there at the scene, but it was hard and stressful.
Once he found out about the news of the trial, Frank couldn't help but feel ashamed for not being able to protect Gerard. That was his way of getting him back, and he hoped that if maybe he could just give Gerard a little hope in himself he would feel the love for Frank once again, but Gerard didn't care to speak with his irritating student anymore. So Frank quit trying to get Gerard's attention, he couldn't stand to hear Gerard's monotone voice while teaching. So he, then, later dropped out of art and joined Guitar 1, at least he could pass that class without wanting to burst into tears...
Life for the both of them changed so erratically. Frank was lonelier than ever, no one at school wanted to talk to him, they all thought he was a freak for a rumor that went around saying he got his cousin pregnant and had to go to court for child custody, either that or the other rumor that went around for about a week that said he jumped a kid in a wheelchair then got caught spending the money on weed. Honestly, school was a bitch to Frank. Scratch that...Life was a fucking bitch.
But Frank did manage to get a job, he worked at a local tattoo shop as an intern. It was his way of expressing his art through the day since he didn't have Gerard's class anymore.
Even though Frank felt like shit most of the days, he would take that anger and write these raging songs. Of course he kept that to himself; and even if he wanted to tell someone, he didn't have anyone to talk to. It was at those times that he wished Gerard would reply to his voicemails he left weeks ago.
And Gerard did listen to them, but he didn't have the heart to tell him there was nothing left for Frank to love out of Gerard. Gerard just about lost it after the incident. He dyed his hair bloodshot red, similar his eyes when he would see Frank pass through the hallways; even one time they glanced at each other at the same time, that was pretty much hurtful for both of them. But Gerard emptied himself through his old habits, drinking and chain-smoking. He thought that sounds very much like a hit single. Drinking and chain-smoking.
Anyways, Gerard's nights ended with him drunk grading papers, often spilling beer on them or accidentally blowing ash on the delicate artwork.
Students confronted him on his shitty grading and held him accountable for why there parents thought they were smoking. Not only did Gerard reek of cigarettes and puke, but now his classroom did and his students were complaining about it. But just like every time they said something about it, he would shrug and point at the plug-in air freshener, scolding, "You're just imagining it. It says on the box Island-fucking-Paradise." And that usually ended with him getting lectured by the principal.
Last time he went there, which was yesterday and today was Friday, the principal told him he was on his last straw. But Gerard didn't care anymore. He only took this job because it was open, and he doesn't even want to teach these little shit heads anymore.
Frank was noticing Gerard more now, he saw how blank he was and how empty he looked. He knew he was pushing it, but Frank decided he was going to wait for Gerard outside his car when school ended. He didn't care if it was going to be hours until he left his classroom, it would be worth it even if he just got a glance of Gerard's being actually staring back at him. Frank realized that avoiding him for a month was selfish of him; he didn't even think of how Gerard would feel about all of it. I mean, seriously, Frank literally pushed him away and told him to never talk to him so it really wasn't his place to be talking to Gerard after all this time.
But like every drama in a story, Frank was determined to Gerard's attention. He didn't want to see him fall into a shit hole, so once the school bell rang; Frank was on his way towards Gerard's vehicle.
It was only an hour until Gerard came walking, flipping through his keys until he found the car key. Frank was sitting on the ground, lying against the driver's side of the door. He fell asleep waiting for Gerard and hadn't woken up yet. But before Gerard noticed Frank, he flipped open the trunk and whistled while putting away his bags. After closing the trunk, he went to turn towards the car, but halted right in his tracks, stopping his whistling. Dumbfounded, he saw Frank lying on the floor, pretty much curled up like a baby. He didn't know what to do, all those times he wished he would confront Frank and tell him everything he hated about him seemed so pointless. Gerard felt weak, he thought he would be able to, but now, staring at Frank being so vulnerable he doesn't have the heart to do so.
But Gerard was not about to break his threshold against Frank. He was going to act strong, cause not only did he not want to ruin Frank's life by coming back into it, he didn't want to get caught fucking a minor. (not for so long tho...) So he kicked Frank, lightly.
Frank squinted his eyes for a bit before realizing where he was and what kind of situation he put himself in.
"Are you going to move?" Gerard aggressively asked.
Frank was torn, those were the first words Gerard spoke to him in a month and that's what in ended up being.
"Yea- uh sorry." Frank apologized while wiping his jeans off.
As Gerard tried to get into his car, Frank grabbed his arm, "...Hey, I wanted to -uh- talk to you..."
Gerard scoffed, looking up at Frank, "What is there to talk about?"
"I'm just worried about you." Frank admits, feeling embarrassed.
Gerard just wanted to leave, he hated lying to Frank but he couldn't tell him the truth.
"You're just feeling guilty for me," He sits down in the car, starting the engine, "If you may, I have to go now, so-"
"Yeah I do feel guilty, but not for the reasons you think. I just want to apologize for treating you terribly, I should've taken your feeling into consideration." Frank retaliated.
"Okay, fine. You good now?" Gerard sighed, looking at himself in the mirror.
"I-I guess..." Frank said, just as Gerard slammed the door shut.
"W-wait!" Frank shouted with a confused look on his face while Gerard smiled wide, waving off Frank as he drove away.
This was going to be harder than Frank thought, but at least he was making progress. Not much, but it's a start.

Notes

Damn it's been a while since i've updated and i do feel extremely terrible about it. You see I'm on break now so I pretty much don't wake up until it's almost nighttime and so my brain feels like it's supposed to be tired when the sun goes down so I just can't focus enough to write when I wake up. And lately my insomnia has gotten worse and I've started imagining this scary person watching me at night, I don't really know what to do about it other than see a psychiatrist, but I don't have one anymore so... And that's where it leads to me not being able to write because you'd think the simple solution is to change my sleeping schedule, but I feel so paranoid at night that I can't sleep. I only fall asleep when the sun comes up and that's not really till 5 or 6 in the morning. I wake up around 12 in the afternoon cause if i sleep for too long have nightmares, and you're like WELL THATS NOT NIGHT!!! ik but by the time my brain is awake and feeling productive it is nighttime. And this isn't the first time I've had issues with nightmares and feeling watched by scary people. It happened when i was in third grade and most people r out of that stage by then so my parents knew something was up so i went to a counselor for a while and then i felt fine, but it's coming back now and idk what to do. Anyways, enough about me, I hope this wasn't too short of an update for u and I hope you like it.

-XOXO Fqomb.