and he never heard from him again (on short break!)

The room went quiet again for the two of them, this time was weird, not a good quiet or a bad quiet but weird, awkward silence was broken suddenly by Gerard.

"I'm going to get some coffee" he said quickly as he stood up from the table and rushed over to the rather large coffee line.

Frank sat back at the table, unsure of how to feel about everything. He did like Gerard, he wasn't too sure why, he also didn't know what he was capable of, he didn't mean to be rude, even if it was his thoughts, what if Gerard did something, would he, could he?

The thing was that Gerard could and wouldn't feel bad about it if he did hurt Frank, and it was terrifying.

Gerard came back afew moments later with his coffee and sat down across from frank again, snapping him out of his dark thoughts.

"Sorry, I don't normally wake up until like noon, so this is early to me" he laughed awkwardly, even though he knew that it wouldn't pass.

"you don't have to pretend, I know, so you don't have to act..." he said, not looking up at Gerard

"I'd prefer to, its better off that way" he said with a sigh, he suddenly sounded like every single therapist he's ever had.

"I mean, if you wanted too..." he muttered quietly, still looking down at the table

"this was a bad idea" Gerard said "I've made you uncomfortable, I'm sorry, I'll go..."

"No, its not that, just alot on my mind...ya know?"

Gerard nods "yeah, I just...I don't think this was a good idea, I mean, I do like you and all but, really you are radiating the tension, I didn't mean to scare you..." he said again, he didn't want to leave, but he didn't want to scare Frank, he didn't want to make the colorful boy sad.

Frank did want him to go, but he didn't too, he wanted both and he didn't know why, he felt scared around him but safe, happy but sad, a swirl of emotion coming so beautifully ironically from someone who doesn't know emotion, it was confusing, he didn't know what to do.
some dark things are to be loved, even if they can't back.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Gerard ended up leaving, he didnt know what to do now, as he walked around the city in the early afternoon wandering around looking for something to do while his mind layed over senarios he could only wish to happen, random thing that could have happened in some alternate reality where everything was normal, where he could be happy with frank, not scare him, love and feel loved, thats what he wants, dead set, but he can't. it can't happen, as he doesn't live in a fairytale where in the end it works out, in the real world there is no happily ever after, just a try to make it work until you die, and that was the best he could get.

His phone buzzed in his pocket andhe reached down to see what it was, Frank..."fuck" he mumbles

'sorry for dragging you out'
read at 12:33

'don't be'
read at 12:34

the three dots show up and disapeer a few times before it stops for good and Gerard keeps on his walking down the cold streets back home.


after getting back afew messages come in randomly, scaring the living daylights out of him as he throws his phone away from him, trying to recompose himself as he walks over to get it again.

none from Frank, just cranky editors

he taps on franks contact

"I don't mean to be so cold, but you shouldn't be around me, its not at all because of you, but really, its for your own good'
read at 1:37 pm

he sighed looking down at the screen

'why?'


~~~~~~~~~~~~Gerard age 14, Bellville public high school, new jersey ~~~~

"HEY FREAK WHERE ARE YOU GOING, GONNA CRY TO YOUR MOMMY OH BOOHOO"
it was hard to distinguish a voice from the pack of people behind Gerard.

they call on, laughing childishly

he turns harshly on his heel, to face the group of people behind him, one standing in the front with the stupidest grin plastered on his face, so proud of his juvenile comments and insults.

"What-cha gonna do fag? suck my dick?" he said all this again, with that stupid smile still there on his face as laughs follow.

they take afew steps closer to Gerard, hoping to intimidate him.

a swift kick and the boy was on the floor in front of Gerard, holding his knee, a few more kicks, the boy was crying and his crowd was gone.

Gerard stepped over the boy, landing one foot on his ankle, hearing a loud crack and continued home as if nothing had happened.

it was a week later that he had found out that he broke the kids ankle and severely damaged a nerve in his leg giving his a permanent limp from where the first kick landed

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'I've done things before, I don't want to hurt you'
read at 1:46 pm

'oh...'
'but...I trust you...'
'I don't think you would hurt me'
read at 2:00 pm

'I don't know...'
read at 2:15 pm

'maybe one last try, not for coffee though, that place must be cursed, maybe, later at my place just watching movies?'
read at 2:17 pm

'okay, when and where?'
read at 2:20 pm

9:30 pm, gerard had to wait, he hoped it would work, that this one last attempt would work and things could change, be good, get that fairytale ending.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~9:44 pm that night~~~~~

Gerard buzzed up to the apartment as he stands outside in the cold night

"HELLO~" a distorted voice calls from out of the speaker

"it-its Gerard, please let me up, its cold and I'm dying"

the door clicked as it unlocked and Gerard made his way to Franks apartment

he knocks on the door and hears someone stumble around inside before the door opens and frank nearly falls.

"HI, Hi, hello" frank said laughing as he stumbles forward again

"hullo, are uh, are you okay?" Gerard asked seeing Frank stumbled

Find out how problematic this date will be tomorrow in the next chapter

Notes

sorry, also Lin-Manuel Miranda in Moana

SING THAT SHIT MY BOI MHMMMM
YES MY LITTLE A.HAM MOFO
MUSICAL WRITING CHILD
THE LITTLE RAP PART IN THE CREDITS WOW
THANKS LIN