Ying and Yang

Frank's POV

I was sat in class not really listening to what was being said as I couldn't be bother talking learn about whatever was being talked about.
I felt my phone go off and I looked to see who it was.
It was Nonna which wasn't like her as she never called me while I was at school.
"Phones away." The teacher said but I ignored them answering my phone while putting my things away.
It was only then I realised that Gerard was also in my class but my mind soon went back to Nonna.
"Frank sit back down now." The teacher said.
"Vaffancolo." I said.
"Franklin." Nonna scolded me.
I walked out the room and went to the stoner tree.

"Nonna what's wrong?" I asked and I heard Nonna sniff.
"Nonna, you never cry." I said really unsure about what's happening.
"Im at the ospedole." She said.
"Why you there? Nonna what's wrong." I said.
"Frank, I don't want you to hate me for not saying something sooner but you had just lost your parents when I found out . I didn't have the heart to tell you that I'm dying as well." Nonna said and I felt tears well in my eyes.
"I couldn't hate you Nonna. Your my mom and my Nonna. I can't hate you." I sniffed and looked down and picked at the grass.
I could hear Nonna smiling.
"So what's wrong with you then?" I asked.
"I have cancer and the doctors have done everything they can do but now, now I just have to wait for the cancer to kill me." Nonna said.
"What? What do you mean you have to wait for you kill you?" I asked and sniffed loudly.
"They've given me treatment but it's not going to work anymore." Nonna said.
"So their just letting you die?" I sniffed.
"If I'm responding to treatment then it's the best way sweetie." Nonna said.
"I can't lose you as well. I can't cope if I lose you." I sniffed and wiped my eyes as I felt tears roll down my cheek.
"We'll hit that nail on the head when we get there. Right now we need to make the most of being together and making memories." Nonna said and I nodded.
"I need to spend the night in ospedole so I need you to stay with Chris or go home but I want no wild parties or to come home to find that you have trashed the place Franklin." Nonna said.
"Right now all I want to do is just get stoned and forget this day ever happen." I said and Nonna chuckled.
"Ti amo." Nonna said.
"Ti amo anch'io." I said quietly and I could hear Nonna smiling.
"Go back to class and learn something." Nonna said.
"I'll see you later." I said quietly and hung up.
I pulled my knees up and hugged them and rested my head on my knees and felt myself slowly begin to cry.

It wasn't until someone cleared their throats that I realised that someone was sat next to me.
I looked up and saw Gerard.
"Now what's a pretty face like yours doing crying?" He asked and wiped some tears some my cheeks.
"It doesn't matter." I said quietly.
"Yeah it does, can't be having a face like yours looking so upset and tear stained." He said and I looked at him confused.
"I'm sorry about the other day when we met." I sniffed.
"Forget about it. Anyway I feel like this is a better way of meeting up." Gerard said and I looked at him and smiled.
"So, what's up buttercup?" Gerard asked as he started to roll a joint.
"It doesn't matter." I said quietly and looked back down.
"Sure it does. Your clearly upset about something." Gerard said quietly.
"Don't take this the nasty way but I don't trust you enough to spill my life story out to you." I said and Gerard shrugged his shoulders.
"Okay, she tell me about yourself then." Gerard said and handed me a joint and even gave me a light.
"My name is Frank Iero and I'm half Italian and I live with my Nonna." I said and Gerard looked at me confused when I said Nonna.
"Nonna is Italian for grandmother." I chuckled and Gerard smiled.
"Why don't you live with your parents?" Gerard asked.
"Um my parents have passed." I said and looked down.
"I'm sorry to hear that. If it makes you feel better my dad walked out on me and my brother when I was 5 and my brother was 3." Gerard said and I smiled a small smile at him.
"You have siblings?" Gerard asked.
"Nope, just me. How old is your brother then?" I said and looked at Gerard.
"Mikey is 15." Gerard said with a smile.
I looked at the time and I got up and walked off.
"Wjere you going? We still have 3 hours of school!" Gerard called after me.
"ospdale." I called back.
"In English!" Gerard said.
"Hospital!" I said and after that Gerard let walk to the hospital.

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