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Oppressed Homosexuality Totally Blows.
Frank's POV
I was just minding my own damn business when my front curtain had been opened.
Doctor Claret barged in, she had this unreadable expression on her mug. I couldn't tell if it was worry.. or disgust?
"Frank, how many fingers am I holding up?" she raised her hand.
"Four."
She shook her head, "I'm holding two fingers up Frank."
"Oh" I shrugged. "Frank, someone told my assistant that you've been drinking."
"What me? Nah, Gerard took it away from me.."
"Oh.." She arched an eyebrow, "This is your first strike Mr.Iero.."
"For what? My ma' made me something to take the edge off. I'm all good ma'am."
The doctor gave me another unidentifiable look. She didn't say anything else..
"Did my mom sign the release form?"
She uncomfortably scratched the back of her neck. "I addressed it, and said you're fine now. Mostly, you might need some therapy.. But that's basically it."
I expectantly sat up.. "And..?"
"She told me she would come by and sign it tomorrow."
Fuck.
I shook my head, "You know.. this is so typical of her! She's probably glad I'm out of her hair for now. So she can run around with as many men as she wants.. She's probably fucking them in my bed or something. She would totally do that." I muttered, it was mostly to myself. But I knew doc. heard it.
Again she didn't say anything.
"In other words.. she isn't coming back. Not tomorrow, not the day after that. Not for awhile, at least."
"I'll make a phone call and reach out to her.."
"She'll make an excuse, she always does that."
"Well.. Frank.. thank you for bringing all this to my knowledge."
"What are you gonna do about it?"
" I will do whatever it takes to get you.. justice.." she gave me a warm smile. I know she's lying, I know she's suffocating in all my shit right now. She just wants to get outta this room. She's not going to help me at all. Nobody can.
She gave me a lasting warm smile and then, left the room.
"Fucking bitch.." I muttered to myself.
3rd Person POV
Gerard had been evesdropping the whole time. He had expected the doctor to go absolutely apeshit. But Frank's minimal sob story probably fizzled her rage. 'Damn it' Gerard thought to himself. Gerard went over to Frank's room and sat at the edge of his hospital bed.
"Man, are you sure you're drunk, and not on some divergent truth juice or something?.." Gerard laughed.
"Fucked off."
Gee smirked, "No you must be buzzed, the sober Frank would be too much of a pussy to speak to me like that. It's totally out of character for you, Mr.Iero."
"You don't know me." Frank spat.
"I'll probably get to.. I bet they'll force us into a thrapy group together."
"Or they'll separate us. I'm rooting for the latter."
Gerard ran a hand through his raven black hair, "Don't be like that.."
Frank laughed bitterly, "Stop pretending like we're okay! We aren't!"
"I apologized, damn it..!" Gerard groaned. "I helped you get off the floor and everything.."
"You'll never be able to make up for my emotional scars.."
Gerard gave a strained laugh. "Emotional scars? What? Did I give you like PTSD or something..?"
"Sometimes I can't fall asleep because pictures of you hovering over me keep coming up in my head.."
Gerard smirked and crawled over to Frank, he pushed him down and placed his hand's on either side of Frank's pillow.
Frank gasped, looking up at Gerard.
Their lips so close together a breath went in one mouth and out the other.
"Are you really scared of me, Frank?" Gerard whispered..
Frank stuttered something.. completely inaudible..
Gerard bit his lip while looking at the submissive boy underneath him.
It felt .. insanely perfect.
Frank took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes, Gerard did the same as he closed the space between them. This meant something that both of them couldn't ever explain.
Frank moaned as Gerard deepened the kiss.
"Uhm.." A squeaky voice came out of nowhere. The boys both jumped -the contact felt nice-, their eyes bulged out of their heads as they turned to face a youg nurse..
"Are you Gerard Way?" she asked.
Gerard awkwardly nodded.
"Your brother is here to pick you up.."
"Oh.." his voice cracked. Gerard looked back down at Frank and bit his lip.
"Bye.." Frank murmured weakly.
Gerard got off Frank.. "See you at school.." Gee hung his head in shame as he followed the nurse to go get his stuff.
Mikey played Static-X as he waited for his brother to get out of the hospital. Mikey still couldn't belive what had happened. He didn't think Frank was a fighter, despite his appearance. The look probably just reflected his music taste.
Gerard came out of the place, wearing a white tee-shirt and a leather jacket. His hair was a mess, and it looked as if he hadn't slept in days. He still had bruises.
He opened the car door and sat shotgun. "Why didn't you come in and wait for me?"
"I don't wanna be see with you."
"Noted." Gerard said bitterly, and leaned his head on the window.
"Can we turn some other music on.. please?"
"I'm not going to listen to your gay music." Mikey smirked and rolled all the windows down. Gerard's head hit the car door.
"Do you wanna send me back into the hospital?!" Gee screeched.
Mikey smirked, as the drove off into the sunset.
I was just minding my own damn business when my front curtain had been opened.
Doctor Claret barged in, she had this unreadable expression on her mug. I couldn't tell if it was worry.. or disgust?
"Frank, how many fingers am I holding up?" she raised her hand.
"Four."
She shook her head, "I'm holding two fingers up Frank."
"Oh" I shrugged. "Frank, someone told my assistant that you've been drinking."
"What me? Nah, Gerard took it away from me.."
"Oh.." She arched an eyebrow, "This is your first strike Mr.Iero.."
"For what? My ma' made me something to take the edge off. I'm all good ma'am."
The doctor gave me another unidentifiable look. She didn't say anything else..
"Did my mom sign the release form?"
She uncomfortably scratched the back of her neck. "I addressed it, and said you're fine now. Mostly, you might need some therapy.. But that's basically it."
I expectantly sat up.. "And..?"
"She told me she would come by and sign it tomorrow."
Fuck.
I shook my head, "You know.. this is so typical of her! She's probably glad I'm out of her hair for now. So she can run around with as many men as she wants.. She's probably fucking them in my bed or something. She would totally do that." I muttered, it was mostly to myself. But I knew doc. heard it.
Again she didn't say anything.
"In other words.. she isn't coming back. Not tomorrow, not the day after that. Not for awhile, at least."
"I'll make a phone call and reach out to her.."
"She'll make an excuse, she always does that."
"Well.. Frank.. thank you for bringing all this to my knowledge."
"What are you gonna do about it?"
" I will do whatever it takes to get you.. justice.." she gave me a warm smile. I know she's lying, I know she's suffocating in all my shit right now. She just wants to get outta this room. She's not going to help me at all. Nobody can.
She gave me a lasting warm smile and then, left the room.
"Fucking bitch.." I muttered to myself.
3rd Person POV
Gerard had been evesdropping the whole time. He had expected the doctor to go absolutely apeshit. But Frank's minimal sob story probably fizzled her rage. 'Damn it' Gerard thought to himself. Gerard went over to Frank's room and sat at the edge of his hospital bed.
"Man, are you sure you're drunk, and not on some divergent truth juice or something?.." Gerard laughed.
"Fucked off."
Gee smirked, "No you must be buzzed, the sober Frank would be too much of a pussy to speak to me like that. It's totally out of character for you, Mr.Iero."
"You don't know me." Frank spat.
"I'll probably get to.. I bet they'll force us into a thrapy group together."
"Or they'll separate us. I'm rooting for the latter."
Gerard ran a hand through his raven black hair, "Don't be like that.."
Frank laughed bitterly, "Stop pretending like we're okay! We aren't!"
"I apologized, damn it..!" Gerard groaned. "I helped you get off the floor and everything.."
"You'll never be able to make up for my emotional scars.."
Gerard gave a strained laugh. "Emotional scars? What? Did I give you like PTSD or something..?"
"Sometimes I can't fall asleep because pictures of you hovering over me keep coming up in my head.."
Gerard smirked and crawled over to Frank, he pushed him down and placed his hand's on either side of Frank's pillow.
Frank gasped, looking up at Gerard.
Their lips so close together a breath went in one mouth and out the other.
"Are you really scared of me, Frank?" Gerard whispered..
Frank stuttered something.. completely inaudible..
Gerard bit his lip while looking at the submissive boy underneath him.
It felt .. insanely perfect.
Frank took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes, Gerard did the same as he closed the space between them. This meant something that both of them couldn't ever explain.
Frank moaned as Gerard deepened the kiss.
"Uhm.." A squeaky voice came out of nowhere. The boys both jumped -the contact felt nice-, their eyes bulged out of their heads as they turned to face a youg nurse..
"Are you Gerard Way?" she asked.
Gerard awkwardly nodded.
"Your brother is here to pick you up.."
"Oh.." his voice cracked. Gerard looked back down at Frank and bit his lip.
"Bye.." Frank murmured weakly.
Gerard got off Frank.. "See you at school.." Gee hung his head in shame as he followed the nurse to go get his stuff.
Mikey played Static-X as he waited for his brother to get out of the hospital. Mikey still couldn't belive what had happened. He didn't think Frank was a fighter, despite his appearance. The look probably just reflected his music taste.
Gerard came out of the place, wearing a white tee-shirt and a leather jacket. His hair was a mess, and it looked as if he hadn't slept in days. He still had bruises.
He opened the car door and sat shotgun. "Why didn't you come in and wait for me?"
"I don't wanna be see with you."
"Noted." Gerard said bitterly, and leaned his head on the window.
"Can we turn some other music on.. please?"
"I'm not going to listen to your gay music." Mikey smirked and rolled all the windows down. Gerard's head hit the car door.
"Do you wanna send me back into the hospital?!" Gee screeched.
Mikey smirked, as the drove off into the sunset.
Notes
My plan was to make this a large dramatic chapter. But like every other time I try to do that, my computer gets laggy. So.. tada X'D
Oh and I got two new favorite songs, they are kinda old.. but I love them :P
>> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o28dyt7w3As
>> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dQw4w9WgXcQ
@petewentztheemogod
also in the last chapter i mentioned how Gerard wanted to do dirty things wt Frank and so in this chapter he let those
feelings overcome his his sense of rationality
10/25/16