A Chemically Weird Romance

"Your food's fucking ready." Mikey says.
"Thanks, Mikey."
"No problem."
As time had passed with Frank and I, they seemed to become more intense. Frank, apparently, is bisexual and has fucked almost every girl in the school after the let down.
"I miss my Frank." I whisper.
"Frank isn't gone, he's just having a tough time coping. Let him cope the way he wants, unless it's to the extreme of course, so he can feel better."
"I'm not sure Frank is going to want to be with me when I'm ready."
"Gerard, in my opinion, I think you were ready at the time."
"No I wasn't."
"Then why were you saying that you were upset at letting Frank down when he's a guy who is everything you'd want?"
"I don't know."
"You were ready, you just weren't sure if you wanted the relationship with him."
"Mikey, why would you say that? I love Frank."
"You may love Frank, but you may not love him in the way he has set his love for you."
"Mikey, it's been long enough, I think you should let this pass."
"So if I died, and since apparently three weeks is long enough, and it's been three weeks since my passing you'd decide to simply move on since 'it's been long enough'? Really, Gerard, really?"
"Mikey, that is one hundred percent different."
"The scenario may be different, but the process is exactly the same."
•Frank's POV•
"Louder, baby." She moans louder than the other, causing my mom to come in and break this chain at once.
"Frank!" She screams disappointed.
"What?" I say, laughing.
I close the door and continue the act this time only fucking her harder than I have ever fucked someone before.
I walk down the stairs with the girl, "Bye."
"Bye." She says winking at me.
I go to my room disgusted. The entire time I had to picture Leonardo DiCaprio at age 17 just to do the act and get off. Well, what can I say? It had been working, hadn't it?
"What happened to you being gay?" My mom says in an angered tone.
"One, I don't think you'd like to come in while I'm fucking some dude. Two, sexuality is fluid."
"Sexuality is not fluid. You see me here fucking girls?" My mom screams. I've never seen here so angry and disappointed up until now.
"Mom, I'm sorry."
"Seriously, though, what happened?"
"I don't really want to talk about it." I say. Tears start to well up and I turn away.
"Ok."
"Bye." I lay on my mattress. I'm washing my sheets since I can't get the smell of her off.
I fucked up. I should have never asked him or told him anything. If I hadn't done such a thing I could have had him lying next to me at this exact moment. Not in that sexual way, though, the way daughters lay down with their fathers. The way sons lay down with their mothers. The way friends lay down next to each other and chat about the daily gossip like about Suzzie dating Jacob. Thats the way I'd like the lay down to him, excluding the gossip part, though.
"Frank!" My dad shouts. Now I can consider myself fucked.
"Coming!" I say extremely nervous. "What is it?" I say when I finally get to him.
"Young man!" He says yelling and spitting. He's spitting. This is some serious shit.
"Yes?"
"How dare you disrespect your mother and this house!" I turn to my mom and see her crying.
"I'm sorry." I say honestly.
"You are not sorry, what happened to being gay?!" My father asks.
"That's the thing, dad. I am gay. I am just, uh, 'coping'."
"Go to your room." I rush to my room. Oh my god, I've fucked up with Gerard. Now, I've fucked up with my parents.
I wake up. Friday. It's been exactly one week since the whole incident.
"Gerard!" I scream through the halls looking for that son of a bitch.
"Gerard fucking Way!" I yell a bit louder this time. I see Gerard and take in a deep breathe.
"Gerard, listen to me."
"No—"
"No, you better listen to me." We both stay quiet for a while till I speak up once again, "I know you aren't ready and I respect that. I guess all this drama shows you that I am not ready either. You know what though, I'll wait for you. I will wait for the day you will be ready patiently. I just hope you can wait with me." I let out the breathe I had been holding in for what seemed like an eternity and he spoke.
"Why does this all happen in this spot?" He asked. Tears filled his eyes.
"I don't know." When I confessed my feelings for him it was in this spot. When he broke the news to me it was in this spot. And my favorite part: When I first bumped into him, it was right here.
"But Frank, you were sleeping with girls."
"I know, Gerard, I had to picture young Leonardo DiCaprio to actually do the act." He smiled. "Gerard, I am so fucking sorry that I couldn't wait till you were ready but now I understand and I'm here willing to wait. Gerard, please don't let me down. Wait with me."
"I'll wait with you, Frank." And in that moment, I knew everything happened for a reason. I knew bad can lead to good or bad things. Good can lead to good or bad things. It may have been completely different if I had never told him but I'd never take it back. Life is all about the choices you make. The small and the big choices. We have choices that are made every minute without even realizing it. I see it now, I see that fate is fate. We can't go back in time to change things because it was made to happen. The second I was conceived my life had been planned ahead of me. Fate works in mysterious ways but I trust the choices that I make. For better or for worse.
•Gerard's POV•
"Gerard, my big bro!"
"Yes?"
"You see, I'm right, aren't I?"
"Yes, Mikey, you were right."
"Now, time to buy me all things unicorn."
"Let's go then." I tell Mikey, grabbing my car keys, and heading to the Dollar Tree store around the block.
"Really, Gerard, Dollar Tree?"
"Do you want your unicorns or not?"
"Yes, of course."
"Then let's go to Dollar Tree."
"Fine." Mikey says rolling his eyes. That rude son of a bitch.

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