Say This is a Joke, To Love
Chapter fifteen- I'm okay
dear diary,
I hate that I'm a fag, I always mess up. I hate what I did to Frank- I just couldn't help it. I was wanting someone but I just used him. God I'm such a fuck up. . . I'm such a loser. Maybe he did deserve it, he needed that pain because he's a faggot. Because he kisses that boy in public, yeah he needed that. He needed to taught a lesson
Frank's POV
I didn't really think I'd wake up on Jamia's couch. She must have found me there in front of the pizzeria. I sat up and I heard whisper coming from the kitchen. I looked to my left where the kitchen door was and it shut. I got up and walked toward it, of coarse to tell them I'm okay and they shouldn't be worried.
"we should tell him," Rays said.
Ray? What was he doing here? What's going on?
"my Frankie was beaten and-," Gerard started yelling, I heard his sobs, I felt so bad. Part of me wanted to walk in the other part told me to listen.
"shh Gerard he can hear you if he wakes! He's okay I put a fresh pair of clothes on him, he probably doesn't remember what all happened," Jamia said calmly.
I looked down to see I was wearing hello kitty pajama pants and a Tinker bell shirt. I rolled my eyes and walked to the couch and layed back down.
I started to fall back to sleep, until I heard them coming out of the kitchen. I closed my eyes and pretended I was still asleep.
"he's still sleep," Gerard whispered picking me up bridal style, "I'll take him home," he said softly.
"what was he doing in front of the pizzeria anyways?," Lindsey asked, "I've no clue but who ever did this to Frank- is gonna get what they deserve," Gerard said, he held me tighter. "no ones gonna hurt me in any way. No one,".
I just- I know I'm a fag and Frank's my cousin and it's wrong what i did to him. Good thing he was passed out in the end. So I won't go to jail. . . and my family finds out I'm a fag too. He won't remember he'll forget. hopefully -Bert
I woke up in Gerard bed, as usual. He was holding me closer then ever, I was literally on top of him on my stomach with his arms rapped around me. I check the clock it was 2am. I wonder what time we left Lindsey and Jamia's house. I shrugged.
I watched Gerard sleep and then began to play with his hair and kissed him softly, which surprised him a bit waking him up. "I'm sorry baby, go back to sleep," I said softly. He shot up bringing us both you. He moved his arms to my shoulders pushing me back so he could look at me. He brought in and hugged me tightly.
"I love you so much Frankie. I'm so sorry i wasn't there. I should've been there to protect you," he said. I screamed in pain. "what's wrong," he said.
"m-my back it hurts," I said.
"oh," he layed me down and ran to the bathroom, "here you go," he handed me to pain killers.
"t-thank you," I said softly, he picked me up gently back on top him and put his arms back.
why'd my back hurt so much? It doesn't matter.
I began to fall right back asleep on top of him.
Dear diary,
I've never felt so much anger in my life.
Why'd someone rape my Frankie?
Why does this hurt so much?
why doesn't he remember?
if my mom was she'd know what to do. . . but she's gone. my moms dead. I'm alone. my dads God knows where, and it's me and Miley and frank. I can't please to drown in my own self pity
I think I'm gonna keep us all home and have Frank recover.
yeah that sense best.
yours truly, Gerard
I hate that I'm a fag, I always mess up. I hate what I did to Frank- I just couldn't help it. I was wanting someone but I just used him. God I'm such a fuck up. . . I'm such a loser. Maybe he did deserve it, he needed that pain because he's a faggot. Because he kisses that boy in public, yeah he needed that. He needed to taught a lesson
Frank's POV
I didn't really think I'd wake up on Jamia's couch. She must have found me there in front of the pizzeria. I sat up and I heard whisper coming from the kitchen. I looked to my left where the kitchen door was and it shut. I got up and walked toward it, of coarse to tell them I'm okay and they shouldn't be worried.
"we should tell him," Rays said.
Ray? What was he doing here? What's going on?
"my Frankie was beaten and-," Gerard started yelling, I heard his sobs, I felt so bad. Part of me wanted to walk in the other part told me to listen.
"shh Gerard he can hear you if he wakes! He's okay I put a fresh pair of clothes on him, he probably doesn't remember what all happened," Jamia said calmly.
I looked down to see I was wearing hello kitty pajama pants and a Tinker bell shirt. I rolled my eyes and walked to the couch and layed back down.
I started to fall back to sleep, until I heard them coming out of the kitchen. I closed my eyes and pretended I was still asleep.
"he's still sleep," Gerard whispered picking me up bridal style, "I'll take him home," he said softly.
"what was he doing in front of the pizzeria anyways?," Lindsey asked, "I've no clue but who ever did this to Frank- is gonna get what they deserve," Gerard said, he held me tighter. "no ones gonna hurt me in any way. No one,".
I just- I know I'm a fag and Frank's my cousin and it's wrong what i did to him. Good thing he was passed out in the end. So I won't go to jail. . . and my family finds out I'm a fag too. He won't remember he'll forget. hopefully -Bert
I woke up in Gerard bed, as usual. He was holding me closer then ever, I was literally on top of him on my stomach with his arms rapped around me. I check the clock it was 2am. I wonder what time we left Lindsey and Jamia's house. I shrugged.
I watched Gerard sleep and then began to play with his hair and kissed him softly, which surprised him a bit waking him up. "I'm sorry baby, go back to sleep," I said softly. He shot up bringing us both you. He moved his arms to my shoulders pushing me back so he could look at me. He brought in and hugged me tightly.
"I love you so much Frankie. I'm so sorry i wasn't there. I should've been there to protect you," he said. I screamed in pain. "what's wrong," he said.
"m-my back it hurts," I said.
"oh," he layed me down and ran to the bathroom, "here you go," he handed me to pain killers.
"t-thank you," I said softly, he picked me up gently back on top him and put his arms back.
why'd my back hurt so much? It doesn't matter.
I began to fall right back asleep on top of him.
Dear diary,
I've never felt so much anger in my life.
Why'd someone rape my Frankie?
Why does this hurt so much?
why doesn't he remember?
if my mom was she'd know what to do. . . but she's gone. my moms dead. I'm alone. my dads God knows where, and it's me and Miley and frank. I can't please to drown in my own self pity
I think I'm gonna keep us all home and have Frank recover.
yeah that sense best.
yours truly, Gerard
Notes
I'm so sorry it's short
@MCR IS MY LIFE
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3/16/16