When you go

Chapter 6
When we get home Alex, Ray, Frank, and Bert accompany me and Mikey. I kinda wanted to be alone, but I didn’t say so.
“So, what do you guys normally do?” Bert asks monotone.
“Well, we just sit and talk a lot. And we watch movies.” Mikey says shrugging.
“Except for Friday nights. We do really stupid shit on Friday nights.” Frank says grinning. I nod along, not really wanting to talk. Or exist for that matter.
“What kind of stupid shit?” Bert asks suspiciously.
“Well, it depends. Were almost always high or drunk when we do it, so we just decide what we're gonna do once were intoxicated.” Ray tells Bert. I zone out, not really caring what they tell Bert. My head still hurt slightly, but whether it was from the vomiting or the actual pills, i couldn’t tell.
I suddenly remember the pills i took, and wonder where the hell i put them.
I get up quietly, not wanting to draw too much attention to myself. I walk to my room, flicking on the lights and searching my dirty clothes bin. They must have been in the pocket of the pajama pants i was wearing. I look around for a few minutes, trying to remember what pants i had on. I pause when i get to my pair of black and blue plaid pajama pants.
I look inside the pockets and feel around.
Bingo!I almost jump with joy when i find them, overwhelmed by the fact that i could get high off these pills again.
I get up in rush, a small grin on my face, when i realise i’m not alone in the room. Bert’s small face looks at me innocently and concerned.
“Gee...What are you doing? What are those?” He questions, his eyebrows furrowing. I pause, looking for a possible answer. When I can’t find one I just sigh.
“Gerard...will you please hand me the pills?” He inquires. I hesitate, knowing he won’t give them back if he knows what they are.
“Please?” He whispers, looking helpless and slightly scared.
“I...No. I need them.” I say, my voice quivering.
“For what Gee?” He asks softly. I look at the ground, tears building in my eyes, making them sting.
“Just to… to make me feel better.” I whisper at him. He nods, stepping closer, taking me totally off guard when he presses his lips to mine. I melt into the kiss, loving how warm and soft his lips are. But it doesn’t feel...right, i guess?
As i’m melting i feel something slip out of my hands, but i’m to into the kiss to care. He slips his hand around my neck, as i pull him closer by his waist. He pulls back when a small sound comes from the doorway.
I look over to see Frank standing there, mouth agape as his hands quiver.
“I...I don’t understand…” He whispers. I think there might be tears in his eyes, but i might be imagining it.
“What….I don’t…..” He whispers again, tilting his head softly.
“What do you mean Frankie?” I asks, bewildered by his confusion and...pain? He looks at me, as if debating on telling me something. He opens his mouth, then shuts it quickly.
“Nevermind. Sorry.” He whispers, closing the door. Just as he shuts it, i swear i see a tear slide off his cheek.
Bert and I are completely separated, his body as far from mine as it could possibly be, as if our touching was illegal.
“That was...weird.” He says, confused by Frank's reaction. I nod, words failing me at the moment. When i gain my senses i realise what just happened. I kissed Bert, a guy i’m not into, and Frank, the guy i’m inlove with, saw it. Fucking ay.
“Fuck. Goddamit. I need to go get him.” I curse. He looks at with with an expression i can’t identify, but nods.
I rush out of the room, chasing after Frank who’s probably long gone by now. I step into the living room, everyone looking at me bewildered.
“Where’s Frank?” I question.
“Oh, he just left. Said he had something to do.” Ray says, shrugging.
“He’s walking?” I demand. My voice comes out accusingly and hard.
“Uh, yeah.” Alex replies. I nod, quickly crossing the room and opening the door. I look up the street looking for Frank. When i see he’s not in sight, i start to jog up the street, searching his his small frame. I jog a little faster, my pace picking up a lot. I’m practically sprinting down the street, as I make lefts and rights.
I spot him, a couple of houses down from his own house. He seems to be running to.
“Frank,” i try to call out. It just comes out as a gasp. I continue to run, my chest heaving and my legs burning. He enters his house and i can actually hear the door slam.
Why is he so upset?
I keep on running, only stopping when i reach the front door. I pause a second, wondering if i should knock or just walk in. I decide to just walk in, since his dad won’t be home for a while.
“Frank?!” I shout in a panic. My yelling is only met with painful sobs, that make my chest ache.
I jog up the stairs and open the door to Frank's room, finding him sobbing on the bed. The sound makes me want to cry with him.
“Frankie...whats wrong?” I whisper. I had no idea what was really even going on. I step towards the bed, Frank looking at me through his hands as he sobbs.
“Gee…..I don’t know….” He sobs, his words barely audible. I sit on his bed, pulling his body close to mine as sobs wrack his small, cold body. The pressure of his body on mine is a lot more weight than i’m used to, so i lie down, taking him with me. I wrap my arms around him, his body on top of mine. His head is in the crook of my neck, his tears drenching my shirt. I rock our bodies back and forth, shushing him as he cries. He quiets down after a while, his body frozen.
He looks up at me slowly, his hair tangled and messy, his eyes swollen from crying. Suddenly i feel this lurch of lust in my stomach, making me go crazy.
His heads leans towards mine, but for some reason i freeze up. He stops halfway to my face, making me move.
Once our lips touch, I know.
I know this is what a kiss is suppose to feel like. It’s not just warm and nice it’s…..amazing. There are sparks i feel, and a slight tingling sensation throughout my body and i’m lost in total bliss.
Then he pulls away and i see lots of panic in his eyes.

Notes

Cliff hanger 0_o
Hope you guys enjoyed =D
-May