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Hurtin' Crue


-Time Lapse 1 week later-

3rd Person POV


"Frank, baby.. wake up." Frank's mother cooed. She pushed the hair that hung over his eyes away.
Frank stirred in his sleep, his dreams instantly disappeared as reality pulled him back in. His eyes fluttered open, and then boom. Two inches away from his face a lady with silky red hair and a pale complexion stared into his soul with piercing green eyes.

Frank jumped at the sight of his mother. Why was she there anyways? "Fuck, ma'.." Frank grumbled and pulled the sheets over his head.

"You know I don't like that language Frankie. Now come on, up and at 'em, champ." She shook his shoulder.

Frank groaned, "Why are you here? You never visit me".

Miss Iero giggled, "Notice anything different?"..

Frank kicked off his blanket and looked around, he was in his room. He smirked and shook his head, "You finally gave up, eh?".

"What?"..

"Doctor kept calling, you kept running." Frank closed his eyes as he spoke.

"I don't understand Frank." Miss Iero nervously chuckled.

"Did Ram and Kurt have a little swordfight in your mouth? It's always been your dream to have to have two guys at once." Frank mimicked in a girlish tone.

Frank's mom gasped, "Frank! I am your mother. What has gotten into you?!"

"I don't know, I guess I'm just a little salty because you abandoned me. To go run off with a million and one married men. God knows you fucked half of them in my bed, it smells like shit."

Miss Iero's lips curled inwards and nodded her head. " I was going to take you out and buy you some new clothes as an apology for letting you stay there a little longer than I anticipated. I'm starting to rethink it now to be honest."

"Bullshit.. you wanted an escape from me. So you could go live your perfect life. I'm dead weight, obviously."

Frank's mother got up from where she was sitting on his bed and wiped her sweaty hands on her flouncy dress. "I think we should finish this talk with Doctor Ross."

Frank smirked at her.

"What is it this time?"

"Are you fucking the therapist?"

Miss Iero's eyes glued to the floor, and in seconds Frank busted out in laughter. Her eyes went back up and then, she striked Frank across his cheek. "You ungrateful piece of shit!" she snapped.

"Ah-ha.. I knew it!" he hissed in pain. His mother continued to slap him all over like some girl in a cat fight. Frank sat up and shoved her away, "Fucking crazy bitch!". She fell against the wall next to Frank's bed. She ran her hands through her hair, fixing it. She then gave her son a tight smile before walking to his door.

"I'll call in an appointment, I fear there's some tension between us Frankie. Remember to come down and take your medicine whenever you're ready."

Frank brought his knees up to his chest, "Did you even miss me at all?".

Miss Iero chuckled herself this time, "It seems as though you've already answered that question, all by yourself." she slammed the door shut.

Frank laid there a few minutes before dressing himself in a grey sweatshirt and black cargo shorts. He also grabbed some smokes that he had hidden in his underwear drawer.

Frank walked over to the only window in his and quietly opened it. He swiftly stepped onto the ladder he had strategically placed there. Frank sat on the ladders pegs and pulled out a cigarette.

He liked to be alone like this, with nothing on his mind. Well two things. His psycho mom and a strange dream.

Frank didn't wanna think about her right now, so he picked the latter. He could remember the dream so vividly, compared to all his other dreams that came in bits and pieces to his memory.

Frank stressed himself out just thinking about it, Gerard had crawled on top of Frank and kissed him. Frank could somehow feel Gerard's hands all over his body. And he liked it.

But what if Gerard found out? Frank would surely get thrown back into the hospital, if he did.

"Fuck." Frank ran a hand threw his hair before throwing his cigarette on the grass. He climbed back into his room and trudged to his door, somewhat ready to fight with his mom all over again. Round two here we go.

Notes

Sorry if this kind of sucked. I'm pretty bummed about MCRX, they were just pulling our dicks on that one.
I had pre written this and tried to update the fic earlier but I just wasn't feeling it. If you get what I'm saying. I'm also going on vacation Saturday so updates will be minimal.. I'm sorry. ♥.


Comments

@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

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10/25/16

@petewentztheemogod
so yeah.. in the last chapter i mentioned the shit storm.. i left you about a week to interpret what that meant.. and so this is the shit storm. enjoy? cx <3?

Twisted X Space Twisted X Space
10/25/16

what?????? the????????? fuck??????????????????

THE LAST CHAPTER WOULDNT LOAD FOR ME TO EDIT IT SO THERE ARE SOME CRINGEY MISTAKES...SORRY!!

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10/22/16

@petewentztheemogod

:)

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10/22/16