Frank sat next to Jamia, he didn't know what to say to her.
"Fr-."
"Do you even want to be friends with me anymore?" Frank looks away, trying to hold in the tears.
"Of course I do..." Jamia rubbed his arm.
"Then explain to me why I feel more distance between us than ever." Frank snapped.
"I'm in college, you're still in high school. They're two different worlds, you'll understand."
"Don't tell me I'll understand. Don't try to lie to me, I know that you just want to move on and you're trying to get me to not like you, but we're best friends and I think you need to at least try to hang out with me." Frank admitted.
"I'm not trying to get rid of y-."
He interrupted Jamia, "I better be leaving, it's my bed time..."
"Frank please let me ex-." Jamia followed.
"Just leave me alone for a while, okay?" Frank commented.
Jamia could feel her heart breaking, that was her only friend in the world that she cared to keep; but even he was leaving her. She couldn't help that the long hours driving to the hospital were effecting their relationship...
If only Frank knew Jamia found his mother, but she was close to her death bed.
Frank spent the rest of the night weeping into his pillows.

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Frank moped over to school. He didn't want to go, but he also didn't want to stay at home doing nothing.
Both Gerard and him were having a bad day.
Scups kept Gerard up all night, and he was too scared to leave him at home with Bert so he dropped him off at a doggy daycare.
A long silence was between them as Frank played with his pen.
After a few minutes Gerard spoke up, "Is it okay if I tell you something?"
Frank hesitated, thinking for a second.
"Sure." He then replied.
"Bert almost hit me last night..." Gerard looked down. He was ashamed of how small Bert made him feel.
"Almost? Gee I don't think it should ever get to the point of 'almost'." Frank scoffed.
"I don't know what to do...that's why I'm asking you." Gerard explained.
"I don't know what you should do either...I mean you two seemed really happy together, but now that you told me that I'm not so sure anymore." Frank shrugged.
"I love him, but he has a really bad temper." Gerard sighed.
"All I can say is do you want to spend the rest of your life dealing with his temper?" Frank answered, trying to clear up Gerard's mind.
"No, I don't; but that doesn't mean that I'm going to end things just cause he gets mad once and a while."
"Then why are you asking me for advice? It sounds like you already figured out the answer for yourself..." Frank said with an attitude.
"Are you mad at me?" Gerard looked at Frank.
Frank stared back, feeling terrible for giving him shit, "I'm sorry. I'm not mad at you, I'm just- taking my frustration out on you."
Gerard knew just how to make him feel better, "Do you want to take the anger out on your guitar?"
Frank grinned, he loved that Gerard always could make him smile, "Yeah..."
After thirty minutes of wondering why their song didn't have the pizzazz they were looking for, Frank flipped the desk, yelling, "Mother fucking stupid ass song!"
"You okay?" Gerard said, a little freaked out about Frank.
"No I'm not okay!" Frank shot back, tears welling up in his eyes.
"Shout it baby!" Gerard was frustrated too and seeing Frank yell somehow filled his heart with passion.
"I'm Not O-Fucking-Kay!!" Frank screamed, releasing all the tension built up in his body.
He felt every worry and every doubt leave him as he grabbed the guitar and started the intro.
Gerard sang, energy springing through his veins, "Well if you wanted honesty, that's all you had to say. I never want to let you down or have you go, it's better off this way. For all the dirty looks, the photographs your boyfriend took, Remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor? I'm not okay...I'm not okay...I'm not okay! You wear me out. What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems? (I'm not okay). I've told you time and time again you sing the words but don't know what it means (I'm not okay). To be a joke and look, another line without a hook. I held you close as we both shook for the last time take a good hard look!
I'm not okay...I'm not okay...I'm not okay! You wear me out! Forget about the dirty looks
The photographs your boyfriend took. You said you read me like a book, but the pages all are torn and frayed. I'm okay, I'm okay! I'm okay, now (I'm okay, now) But you really need to listen to me. Because I'm telling you the truth...I mean this, I'm okay! (Trust Me) I'm not okay I'm not okay...Well, I'm not okay! I'm not o-fucking-kay! I'm not okay! I'm not okay! (Okay)"
They breathed hard, looking into each other's eyes.
In an instant, Gerard yanked Frank back unto the desk, attaching his lips to Frank's. Frank kissed back ferociously, shoving his tongue into Gerard's mouth. Surprised, Gerard entwined his tongue with Frank's, but quickly ran out of air. To get back at Frank, Gerard pulled on his hair, making him expose his neck as he angrily sucked on Frank's skin. They both took out all their rage in the flurry of the moment. As time went by Frank was squirming under Gerard, moaning lightly; while Gerard savored the taste of Frank's skin, feeling himself get hard with every passing second.
"Fuck- Gerard..." Frank groaned.
"Oh baby I'm just getting started..." Gerard smirked as Frank grew impatient.
Soon they both found themselves removing their clothes, and Gerard continued lapping his tongue over Frank's nipple as he used his hand to play with the other nipple.
Frank felt himself become more anxious and antsy. He wanted Gerard so badly it began to hurt.
"Gerard please!" Frank's voice corse.
"Please What?" He teased.
"Fuck me so hard that I pass out cumming all over you!!" Frank pleaded.
"If you insist..." Gerard smirked.
And he did just that.
He lined himself against Frank's entrance.
"Rough?" Gerard asked.
After a nod, he immediately pounded straight into Frank, making Frank scream in pleasure.
"Oh Fuck Mr. Way!" Frank shouted.
Gerard leaned over Frank and whispered, "Keep calling me that..."
Gerard had never had such riveting sex like this, it was sure as hell better then him and Bert's love life. This was angry fucking and Gerard loved it.
"Right There Mr. Way!" Frank moaned.
"You like that pretty boy..." He grunted.
"Oh Yes...Please Mr.-" Frank roared, "Fuck!"
His legs trembled more and more with every thrust Gerard pounded into him.
Once Gerard grew a steady pace, Frank breathed out, "I'm. Gonna. Cum."
"Not without my permission you aren't, you dirty slut." Gerard slapped his ass.
"I'm a slut for you, Mr. Way, only for you..." Frank was losing consciousness.
The tightness grew in Gerard's stomach and he knew he was close too.
In just a few more thrusts Gerard commanded, "Frank Cum!"
And like exploding fireworks, they both came in an instant.
After a minute or two, Gerard finally slumped out of Frank, cum dripping down Frank's legs.
"Does this mean anything?' Frank asked, not wanting it to be more than a fuck.
"Nope..." Gerard said, sitting at his desk grading papers.
"Okay." Frank breathed out, putting on his clothes and then leaving the classroom.

Notes

I wasnt going to make them fuck but idk it just sounded right and made sense that Gerard was angry about the other day. Plus frank is a complete slut.
(this is the updated version)

-XOXO fqomb.