Vanya's P.O.V

3 weeks later.

Gerard and I are walking hand in hand again. The hallways are filled with people, the only difference is that no one tries to trip Gerard. He's gotten better about his depression. He leans down and kisses me and I kiss him back. Except something is eating me alive. Frank.
"Gerard...I need to talk to you."
"About what?"
"Erm...Frank kissed me an-"
"WHAT?!"
"Gee it was-"
Gerard stopped listenening and stormed off, I hurried after him. He marched into the parking lot and towards Frank who was leaning casually into his car.
"Hey Gerard!"
"Don't hey me Frank!"
"What are you talk-"
"You kissed my girlfriend!"
Frank looks over at me and frowns slightly.
"I'm sorry Gera-"
"Shut up! I swear, if you ever come near me or my girlfriend ever again I will kill you."
And with that he marches off dragging me behind him. I look back, seeing Frank look heartbroken. Almost mad even. I turn away.