Their Hearts Don't Beat Like Ours

“Lindsey, hurry the fuck up!”
A black haired, red lipped girl comes running down the hall way with her plaid skirt and red patched up vest. God, why does she wear that to every party? It’s hot. But that’s the problem. Everyone else thinks it’s hot. The only time Lindsey acts like she has a boyfriend is when she’s home. We don’t hold hands anymore. The first 2 years were great, but this last year has drug out.
“Please go change.” I said to her calmly.
“Gerard, I wear this to every party. It’s August, which means it’s hot, too. I won’t let anyone touch me, and if they do, you’ll beat their ass.”
I could argue with her, and tell her that I wouldn’t. I’m quite passive. But, she’ll take it like I don’t care enough. I rather not deal with it. We’re going to this party her friend Jimmy is throwing. It’s apparently only adults, but I know Jimmy. Everyone from high school kids to 30 year olds will be there. The only reason I’m going is because my little brother is going. Mikey. He’s 2 years younger than me, 22, and he’s my best friend. He kinda begged, and I’ll just do anything to make Linds happy. Yeah. Sure.
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We arrive at the party, and it’s already packed. I go in, immediately wanting to find my brother. After searching for minutes, I give up. I lost Lindsey already, too. I go to sit on a couch, the only place where there aren’t a million people packed in. After a few minutes of just scrolling through my phone I feel the couch next to me sink in. I look to my left and a small boy is sitting next to me. I can tell he’s petite. He has Black hair. Almost shaved on the sides, with a fringe in the middle, hanging down his face. His lip and noes are pierced, and he’s wearing a black hoodie with black skinny jeans and red converse. He looks like I did in high school. The guy can’t be a day over 16. The kid speaks.
“Hey, man. Your social anxiety acting up, too?”
“Yeah, something like that. Hey, kid.” I laugh out.
“Whoa. Not a kid.” He retorts.
“You look 12, dude.”
“I’m 17, actually. And I’ll be 18 in 3 months.” Well, I was off.
“That’s still a kid to me.” It is. I’m not lying, but it’s not too young.
“Well, how old are you?” Who is this guy?
“24.” I reply firmly.
“Dude, you look like a freshmen in college!” I take that as a compliment. I know I look young. It’s sometimes a good thing. Except for when I get asked for my ID when buying cigs.
“Thanks, man. I’m Gerard, by the way.” Why not make a new friend.
“Name’s Frank.” Frank. Okay. He looks like a Frank.
“So, what brought you out of the party, Frank?”
“There was this girl, she was trying to grind on me. It was bad. She kept kissing me. I feel like I was molested.” He laughs, coldly.
“Well, most guys your age would love that.” I say. Which is true. I would have at 17.
“Yeah, I guess. But, she didn’t have the parts I’m normally attracted too.” Oh. Okay. He’s gay. I was not expecting that.
“Oh, well, I guess that’s understandable.” I’m not bothered by it at all. My brother’s bi, and he has a boyfriend named Pete.
“So, who was this girl?” I laugh, curious. I know a lot of the sluts here. There Lindsey’s friends.
“Black hair. I think she’s trying to be a slutty school girl. I’m not sure.” He chuckles again. But I freeze.
“Plaid skirt? Red vest?” He looks at me, and gives me a confused look. It’s not I notice the really pretty hazel.
“Yeah, you know her?”
“She’s my girlfriend.”
“Oh, dude. I’m so sorry. But when I walked away, I saw her, she went with some guy upstairs.”
What? Oh, my God. I don’t know what to say. I don’t know what to do. I knew there was a reason she loved these parties. That slut. She’s cheating on me. Right now. I wanna punch something. I wanna rip a head off. I feel a hand on my shoulder, bring my back to reality.
“Gerard, are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. But I have to go break up with some one.” I got up from the couch, but realized that Frank is cool, or has the potential to be. I’d wanna hang with him again.
“Hey, Frank, you got a phone?” He pulls it out of his pocket and I reach out for it. He gives it to me. I type my number in. “You seem cool, let’s hang out sometimes.” He grins at me. He has a really pretty smile. I offer a small smile back. And find my way to the stairs.
I go to every upstairs door, and put my ear to it. I hear moaning coming from the third one I check. I know that moaning. I’m supposed to be the only reason for that moaning. I get angry again. And barge in to see Lindsey. She’s bent over, getting fucked doggy style, moaning like a cheap whore. Neither of them are facing me. I don’t know what guy it is. But he yells out “Room’s taken.” What? Oh. He thinks I’m somebody else looking to fuck. Yeah, no.
“Lindsey.” I say sternly.
She turns around to look at me, and her eyes go wide. So does the guy. It’s Jimmy! Of course it is! Her “best friend”. He’s supposed to be gay! God, I’m so stupid. They’ve been best friends for the past year.
I’m to lost in my thoughts to notice that Jimmy has pulled out of Lindsey, and fell back on the bed covering up his naked body. Lindsey, un ashamed like the slut she is, stands up. Still naked.
“Gerard. I, somebody told me you left.” Wow, is that all she has to say.
“Gerard, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. You weren’t supposed to find out like this. This,” She gestures between her and Jimmy. “Has been going on for a while now.”
“Yeah,” I cut her off. “Almost a year, huh?”
She just nods.
“Gerard… Listen, but.” Oh hell no. She’s about to dump me. I have to do it. I can’t give her the satisfaction.
“Come get your stuff within the next week, or I’m throwing it out. The apartment’s in my name.”
She just stares at me, wide-eyed.
I walk out like that. I can’t believe this. I just caught my girlfriend of three years cheating on me. I’ve been getting cheated on for the past year. What the actual fuck. The funny thing is though that I’ve been over her for the past few months I think. I don’t feel heartbroken, just pissed off. Just stupid, and pathetic, and used.

Notes

heyyyy, so this is my first frerard. so, opinions would be cool. I hope it's not terrible. thanks for reading. stay lovely!