It had been almost a month now since Gerard had arrived. Frank had begun eating small portions, urged along by Gerard. Gerard asking lesss and less for smoke breaks and extra meds. Frank's night terrors had even lessened.

There were a few quickly shared kisses between the two. Nothing official had been made. No labels. They were growing closer, helping each other. Getting better.
They hadn't said I love you, but both had thought it.
Then something big happened. Gerard was released. He was scheduled to leave the next day. When Frank found out he went absolutely insane.
Gerard had told him during lunch.
It went something like this;
"Frankie, I've gotta tell you something." Gerard bit his lip and Frank put down his fork, nodding for him to continue. "I'm leaving. Tommorow." Gerard said quietly. There was silence for a moment as Frank processed his words.
And then there was a crash. His plate hitting the ground with a loud crash of breaking glass when Frank pushed it off the table.
A bang as Frank stood up, knocking his chair over.
And a quiet sob as Frank stormed out of the cafeteria, all eyes on him and angry tears rolling down his cheeks.
A few seconds later a door slamming was heard and a few nurses went to check on him.
Gerard was shocked. He hadn't expected a reaction like this. He thought Frank would be glad that he didn't have to be in here anymore. Instead he seemed devastated.
Gerard understood though. They spent almost every moment together. And to have that taken away was not an enjoyable situation.
He slowly made his way to Frank's room, where nurses had seemingly abandoned trying to calm him.
There was sobbing from the other side, and Gerard's heart hurt just hearing his Frankie so upset like this.
"Frank? It's me..." Gerard said quietly. "Please let me in. I want to talk." He pleased.
There was silence for a moment before the door opened slowly, Frank shutting it immediately after Gerard had entered.
"Frankie why are you crying?" He asked, caressing Frank's cheek gently. The fifteen year looked so fragile at the moment, Gerard was almost afraid he'd break if he was too rough.
"Cause you're gonna leave and forget about me and never visit and whatever we have at the moment won't mean anything to you, when it means the fucking world to me." He choked out.
Gerard shook his head. "Sweetheart, no, that won't ever happen. You mean so much to me. I'll visit you every single day and when you get out we'll still be like this. We'll still be us. But we'll be out in the real world."
Frank calmed down a bit at Gerard's words, wiping his tears away. "Do you promise?" He asked hesitantly. Gerard nodded. "I promise." He smiled.
The next morning when Gerard really was leaving Frank was crying again, wrapped in a tight hug by Gerard. "I'll be waiting for you, Frankie. As long as it takes. I'll wait. 'Cause I love you." He whispered, kissing the top of the younger boy's head.
Frank looked up at him with a soft smile. "And I'll get better for you. I'm glad you get to leave, Gee. I love you too." He kissed Gerard's lips lovingly, standing on his tip toes so Gerard wouldn't have to bend down as far.
Gerard was escorted out by a nurse, looking back at Frank with a sad smile.

Notes

Hey so this story is nearing it's close unfortunately. But don't despair! At some point I'm going to write backstories for a few of the characters so that'll be on here at some point buy maybe I'll make a sequel too idk.