Cry Baby (Frerard)

When Frank got back home from school, he made extra sure his parents weren’t home. He checked every room and the backyard just to be safe, and made sure their cars weren’t in the driveway. When he got back from Gerard’s house last night, he snuck into his parents’ bedroom and took the money out of his mom and dad’s wallets, totalling up to about three hundred dollars. He sighed out of relief that neither his mom and dad have likely not yet noticed their stolen money yet, knowing that they haven’t confronted him about it yet. He also packed himself a bag full of clothes, toiletries, and some food before he went to bed. He also packed himself a pair of scissors, hair bleach, and hair dye in case they had to change their appearances. He barely got any sleep that night, and was barely able to focus in school. What he was yet to do to Gerard stayed wired into his mind, never leaving him be. Frank knew he couldn’t afford to let himself fuck up anything when he attempts to kidnap Gerard, because if he did, it would mean nothing but deep trouble for him.
As Frank put his luggage in the trunk of his car and started up the engine, Frank sighed deeply, feeling himself shake as he drove to Gerard’s house. He felt his sweaty hands tremble on the steering wheel and his heart in his chest race. He just couldn’t let anything go wrong. All he had to do was lie to Gerard and tell them they’re going on a trip or some shit like that, get him in the car, and drive to a motel far from here. It looked easy on paper, but far from it in reality, Frank thought to himself. When Frank pulled up to driveway of the Way house, he parked his car and got out, then made his way to the front door until he stopped and noticed Donna pacing frantically in the front yard. The anxiety-stricken look on her face indicated that something went terribly wrong with Gerard.
“Donna, you okay?” Frank asked, walking up to the frantic woman.
“Frank, you gotta help me!” Donna replied in a panicked tone, looking like she’s on the verge of having a panic attack. “Gerard is missing!”
“What?” Frank’s eyes widened, his chest constricting. “What do you mean he’s missing?”
“He got out of the house while I was taking out the trash! I forgot to lock the door and he got out and started to chase the neighbor’s cat! I tried chasing him, but he’s just too fast for me!”
“Oh, fuck...oh, fuck!” Frank yelled, suddenly feeling lightheaded from all that he was just told. Someone as vulnerable as Gerard has gone missing, possibly out into the dangerous streets of downtown Newark. God knows what the hell could happen to him, he thought to himself. He had find Gerard, and fast. His plans were already faltering. “Stay here, Donna. Maybe he’ll show up. I’ll go looking for him. Do you know which way he went?”
“He went over there down the road and turned out of the neighborhood!” Donna said, pointing to where her son ran to. “I’m gonna call the police,”
“Okay. I’ll call you if I find him,” Frank replied as he rushed back to his car and sped out of the driveway. He drove down the road away from the Way house and out of the neighborhood, out to the main roads, nearly hitting another car when he cut it off. Now Frank was really freaking out, his entire body a shaking and panicking mess.
“Fuck! God fucking damn it!” he screamed, slamming his hands on the steering wheel as he drove above the marked speed limit of the road. He rolled down the window and began to call out Gerard’s name, his voice shaky and choked back by tears. “Gerard! Gerard, where are you? Gerard!”
Hearing no response, Frank sighed deeply as he turned onto a different road in the slums of Newark. He kept calling out his name, turning a bunch of heads. He tried asking a few pedestrians scattered around town if they’ve seen the boy, but had no luck. Frank broke down as he drove after searching for more than a half hour, weeping onto the steering wheel with his head down. He may as well have gotten hit by a car or snatched away by a predator thinking they’re gonna get their next screw from a teenager with the mind of a toddler.
“Goddamnit, Gerard,” Frank cried. He suddenly stopped, gasping when a certain place came to mind. The last time Gerard went missing before Frank started taking care of him, he ended up at West Hudson Park. That’s where he decided to check next. He’s just gotta be there, he thought to himself. He pulled out again and sped down there, making it there at record time and thankfully not getting pulled over by the cops. When he parked his car and got out, he ran straight to the playground, looking everywhere from the swingsets to the slides, and so on. He even checked inside the outhouses and the picnic area full of benches and tables. Before he gave up, he suddenly stopped when he heard someone sniffling and crying. It was coming from behind one of the trees near the pond. Frank ran up to a tall oak tree and found Gerard curled up in a ball behind one, shaking and rocking himself back and forth. He was looking up at the sky, shouting incomprehensible gibberish as tears and snot stained his bloodied and bruised face. His clothes were also stained with blood and dirt, like he got into some kind of fight or something.
“Gerard, what the hell happened to you?” Frank said, bending down to Gerard and examining his black eye, bloody nose, and dark bruises on his face. “What were you thinking? You ran away and made us worried sick! I was starting to think you got kidnapped or killed!”
“F-frankie!” Gerard cried, clinging to Frank and wrapping his arms around him tightly, crying and sniffling on his chest. “M-me s-scared, F-frankie!”
“What happened to you?” Frank asked. “What happened to your eye?”
“S-some m-meanies h-hurt me!” Gerard whined, getting snot all over Frank’s shirt. “Th-they b-beat m-me up!”
“Are you serious? Those fuckers…,” Frank growled, cursing out the names of whoever hurt Gerard. He wished he could make them all pay for what they did to him. “Come on, get in my car. I’ll take you to the emergency room,”
“B-but th-that place is s-scary!” Gerard whimpered. “M-me no l-like h-hospital!”
“Gee, you’re hurt. You have to come with me. I promise I’ll be there with you,”
“Y-you s-sure, F-frankie?”
“Yes, baby. Come on, let’s go,” Frank said, helping Gerard to his feet and nearly dragging him to the car, buckling him up in his seat. Frank got in with him and drove off, still shaken from all that’s happened.
“M-me s-scared, F-frankie,” Gerard said, still visibly trembling.
“It’s okay, Gee. You’re safe. You’re with me,” Frank sighed, pulling out onto the main roads. “Just please...don’t ever do that shit again. You got yourself hurt. You’re lucky you didn’t get yourself killed,”
“I-I’m s-sorry, F-frankie! Am I-I in t-trouble?” Gerard asked.
“No, you’re not. Just please don’t ever do that to me again. You promise?” Frank asked, driving past the hospital.
“P-promise,” Gerard nodded. “Y-you m-missed th-the hospital, F-frankie,”
“We’re not going there, Gee,” Frank replied, making a note to himself to tend to Gerard’s wounds when they got to a motel far from here. His wounds didn’t look fatal, thankfully; just a black eye, a bloody nose, and some bruises, he said to himself. He had to get him and Gerard to one, so they wouldn't be found when people discover that he hasn’t returned home with Gerard.
“Wh-where are w-we g-going, F-frankie?” Gerard asked, looking out the window next to him.
“We...we’re going on vacation, Gee,” Frank smiled a bit, lying. He was gonna take Gerard with him, and not let anyone take him away.
“Y-yay!” Gerard yelled, throwing his arms in the air. “Wh-ere at, F-frankie?”
“It’s gonna be in...California,” Frank lied. “We’re gonna get checked into a motel and go swimming in the pool. How’s that sound?”
“Y-yeah! M-me like s-swimming!” Gerard smiled. “H-how l-long t-til we th-there, F-frankie?”
“Not for a while, Gee,” Frank replied, turning on his radio and putting in a Rancid c.d. He rolled down the window and let the wind kiss his face as he drove out on the highway, running away with the boy he wants to be with forever.

_ _ _
Frank and Gerard arrived at a Comfort Inn in New York at around eight, with Gerard passed out in the driver’s seat when Frank pulled in the parking lot. He went in and got themselves checked into a room, and got the key. He went back out and woke Gerard up, then got their bags. They walked to their room and Frank put the card key in the lock, letting them both inside. It was a simple bedroom with a bathroom, one bed, and a small balcony, as well as a mini-fridge and microwave. Nothing more, nothing less.
“We’re here, Gee,” Frank said, setting the bags onto the bed. He collapsed onto the bed, shutting his eyes and breathing a sigh of relief. He managed to pull his plan off. Not perfectly, but it didn’t matter to him, just as long as he and Gerard were finally alone together, far away from home. He smiled to himself, feeling accomplished. He checked his phone for any messages--fifty-eight missed calls from Donna, and twelve missed calls from his mom. He shook his head, placing his phone back down. By this point Frank’s parents and Donna all knew something was up. All Frank had to do was lay low and stay off the radar with Gerard.
“M-me wanna g-go s-swimming, F-frankie,” Gerard said, crawling up next to Frank on the bed. “C-can we g-go s-swimming, F-frankie?”
“Sure, if they pool’s not closed,” Frank said, sitting up and pulling out Gerard’s swim trunks from his bag. “Let’s get you changed,”
“Okay,” Gerard said, walking with Frank into the bathroom. He helped Gerard into his swimsuit, then got in his own. They walked downstairs to the pool room with towels in their hands. When Frank set down the towels, he watched Gerard step into the pool, then joined him. Frank swam a few laps in the small pool while he watched Gerard splash and frolic around in the water.
“L-look, F-frankie! M-me a m-mermaid!” Gerard said, swimming around in circles.
“Are you now?” Frank laughed, swimming up to Gerard. He smiled at him, taking Gerard into an embracing hug. He was all his now, and no one could stop him. “We did it, Gee. We made it,”
“Y-yeah, F-frankie. M-me l-like it h-here,” Gerard replied. “Wh-when are w-we g-going home?”
“Not for a while, Gee,” Frank replied, leaving a kiss on Gerard’s lips. “It’s just you and me, baby...just you and me now,”
“M-me l-love you, F-frankie,” Gerard said suddenly, laying his head on Frank’s shoulder.
“I love you too, Gee. I always will, baby,” Frank said as he stroked Gerard’s hair softly, rocking him side to side in his embrace. He brought Gerard’s head up with his chin and kissed him again and again, going to town on his lips as he heard Gerard moan under his breath.

_ _ _
After swimming in the pool for a little while, Frank and Gerard returned to their rooms. Frank took a shower, then helped Gerard with his bath. They sat together on the bed and watched Monsters Inc. on the t.v. At a commercial break, Frank looked over to Gerard, who laid curled up in a ball next to him. Frank felt fatigued after all the driving he’s done with Gerard, but still wanted to do something with Gerard tonight. He just wondered what exactly. He made sure to bring his dad’s painkillers with him for the next time he wanted to fuck Gerard in the ass, but wasn’t sure if he had the energy to do it tonight. Maybe tomorrow, he thought to himself.
“Hey, F-frankie,” Gerard said, shaking Frank’s shoulder. “I-I wanna p-play w-with you,”
“Oh? What do you wanna play, Gee?”
“C-can I-I...s-suck your p-popsicle?” Gerard asked, his eyes lighting up a bit. Frank’s eyes widened. Gerard has never asked him such a thing before. It was always Frank that asked him to play his special games with him. He smiled and laughed a bit, happy at the fact that Gerard just may as well be starting to really enjoy the games he plays with him.
“Of course, baby,” Frank replied, reaching into his bag and pulling out his flavored lube. He pulled down his pants and began to rub it on his cock, stroking it slowly. “Suck whenever you’re ready, Gee,”
“O-okay,” Gerard said, leaning down and starting to suck Frank’s cock, licking around the shaft. Frank moaned, grabbing a handful of Gerard’s long black hair into his fist.
“Oh, yeah,” Frank whispered as pre-cum leaked from his hardening cock, with Gerard below him moving his lips up and down on it. “Just like that, sugar,”
“Mmm, t-tasty,” Gerard said, his voice muffled by the cock in his mouth. “Am I-I s-sucking g-good, F-frankie?”
“Yes, pumpkin. You’re doing--ow!” Frank winced, feeling a hard biting sensation around his dick. He pulled back away from Gerard, holding down his manhood in pain. He looked down and noticed teethmarks on it, then looked back up at Gerard angirly.
“I-I’m s-sorry, F-frankie!” Gerard said shakily. “I-I didn’t m-mean to--”
“Goddamnit, Gerard!” Frank shouted, slapping his hand clean across Gerard’s face, making him collapse on the bed. “You’re not supposed to bite, you dumdshit! I swear to god, Ger--”
“O-owie!” Gerard winced, backing away from Frank with his wounded cheek in his hand, tears leaking from his eyes. “Y-you h-hurt me, F-frankie!”
Frank suddenly stopped himself from shaking with rage and looked at Gerard, seeing him sob loudly and curled up in a shaking ball. He actually hurt Gerard. He made him cry. He sighed deeply, feeling pathetic. He let himself hurt someone he cared about...again. He may as well be as bad as Calvin, Gerard’s former caregiver.
“Gee, I’m sorry,” Frank said, reaching over to Gerard to hug him. “I didn’t mean to--”
“Y-yes you d-did!” Gerard snapped, backing away from Frank. “Y-you h-hurt me!”
“I didn’t mean to, Gee! I’m sorry! Just come here, baby. Let me hold you,”
“W-will y-you hurt m-me?” Gerard asked, wiping his eyes that are raw with tears.
“No, Gee. I won’t. I’m sorry I won’t do it again,” Frank said, feeling the sting of tears come to his eyes. “Just please come back,”
Gerard crawled up to Frank and hugged him, shaking and sobbing with his face buried in Frank’s shoulder. Frank couldn't help the tears than ran from his eyes, and cried on the boy as he held him tightly. He rocked him in his arms as he stroked his hair.
“I’m sorry, Gee. I’m sorry I hurt you like that. I swear I won’t do it again!” Frank said as he sniffled and cried.
“I-I s-still l-love you, F-frankie!” Gerard said, sniffling.
“I love you too, Gee,” Frank said, bringing Gerard down to lie with him in the bed. “Come on, baby. Let’s go to sleep,”
As Frank and Gerard laid under the covers of their hotel bed, Frank could still hear Gerard sob loudly. He sighed, pulling Gerard closer to him and rocking him back and forth in his hold. He opened up his mouth to sing him to sleep.
“Twinkle twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are,” Frank sang to Gerard in a soothing tone. “Up above the world so high, like a diamond in the sky. Twinkle twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are,”
Frank felt Gerard grow limp in his hold and his cries quiet down, indicating that he has fallen asleep. He left a kiss on Gerard’s cheek, closing his eyes to sleep with him.
“I will never hurt you like that ever again, Gee,” Frank whispered to him. “I swear I won’t,”

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