I loved Frank. I hurt Frank. I want Frank in my life, but I sometimes wished he would die.

Fucked up right?

"Gerard, you are here! Fuck, quit driving!!!" I woke up from my thoughts and slammed on the brakes.

"Fuck sakes..." I rub my temples, and look over at Frank. He was Still in the same position. I backed up and stopped. Frank nearly flew out the door trying to get away from me. Fuck sakes. I cut the ignition, and followed the two boys in. I went down stairs immediately, my body was sore from Frank... rather kicking my ass. That is all I can say... he kicked my ass.

I grabbed my sketchbook out, and placed my pencil on my bed. I needed to get something. I need to do something and anything.


if you be my star
I'll be your sky
you can hide underneath me and come out at night
when I turn jet black and you show off your light
I live to let you shine
I live to let you shine

but you can skyrocket away from me
and never come back if you find another galaxy
far from here with more room to fly
just leave me your stardust to remember you by
stardust to remember you by

Came over the radio, and I nearly cried. I lied down beside my sketchbook, and flipped through my pages. There was something that reminded me of Frank everytime. The guitar reminded me of the gloves he wears, and just.... everything reminded me of him. Fuck. I grab my pipe off of the side table, and open my baggy of weed. Fuck, I need this. I got higher and higher, and I just couldn't stop. I passed out baked, and I couldn't stop crying.

Frank's POV
**** NEXT MORNING******
I woke up on the couch the next morning, and I was slightly confused on where I was. Everything yesterday was just... hurtful. I figured it out though, and Mikey was sitting on the couch watching Saturday cartoons. I never liked the Sunday ones, they just pissed me off.

"Sooooo...."
Mikey started, and I stiffened up. Fuck no, he never starts a good convo like that.
"Where is your mom? Fuck. Man, tell me."
"Fine, I will come right out with it. Both of our parents went on vacation." I pretty much flew up and out of my seat in a second, and Mikey continued, "Gerard is taking care of us. We won't be alone! I mean you should be excited!" I shake my head, and raise my eyebrows. I mean, Gerard is sexy and all of the above, but he tends to kind of hate me. Fuck. Fuck. Fuckity fuck fuck!

"Yupp," Gerard comes up the stairs, and continues, "Ray and Bob are coming over for the night and probably a lot more Frankie boy, and I am in charge. I am having parties every night, and well, you guys have to stay the fuck out of the way. I don't care what you do, just stay the fuck out of the way "

It was wierd seeing Gerard here, in my happy place where I can play video games and not have to worry about Gerard coming and kicking my ass. He walks over to me, and punches my side. Mikey yells at him, but he doesn't listen. He kisses my cheek, and growls.

I blushed, and looked away. Mikey raised his brow. He knows something. He knows I like him. Fuck.

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