Anxious Frankie, happy Frankie and pissed Frankie.
Sorry I've taken so long to update, I've been so tired lately and getting used to waking up at 7:30 every morning!
Anyway, since I've been really tired the writing us probably worse than normal so I apologise.
I stare at my phone. What is up Bob? He used to tell me everything, and in return I told him everything. I mean I had told him I was gay! Not even my mom knows that!
I sigh, and tried calling him back, but he wouldn't pick up. I go over to the house phone, hoping that he wouldn't figure out it was me.
"Hello?" Bob answered, surprisingly. Though his voice hinted... sadness, like he'd been crying. Oh fuck.
"Bob, its Frank. Wait, please don't hang up!" Bob was silent, but I could faintly make out sniffing. "Dude, I know your upset, but you can tell me anything! I mean I told you I was gay!"
"Look Frankie, I know I can go to you with anything but, I just wanna make sure first that you won't freak out. Which you probably will." He sighed.
"Bob. You can tell me. I won't freak out." Whatever it was, I was going to be supportive.
"B-but I can't tell you." I hear Bob whimper from the other side of the line.
"Listen to me. I will support you in every way I can!" I take a breath, "Tell me. Please."
"I can't." /beeeeeeep/
Frank had been all worried about Bob yesterday. He told me everything, probably just wanting for me to tell him that Bob was fine. Which I hope he was, when I met him he seemed like a really nice guy.
Walking up to the kitchen for a ... snack, I couldn't help but be happy that Frank could come to me with that. And he hardly ever mentioned the vamp thing. I tried to drink just before meeting him so that I wouldn't need when he's around.
Perching on the breakfast table, drinking the crimson liquid, I hear the front door open. I listen carefully, seeing if I'll have to hide the blood bag, currently half-full in my hand.
"Hey Gee, It's me! Oh that rhymed!" Mikey giggles, grabbing his own blood bag from the freezer.
"Why are you so happy?" I ask, watching Mikey as he joins me on the breakfast bar.
"Same reason you were a few days ago." He grinned, ripping a hole at the top of the blood bag. I thought for a second,
"You sucked Frankie off?!"
"No! I have a girlfriend!"
"You sucked Lacey off?! Lacey has a cock?!"
"NO!" He gasps, looking at me as if I escaped from a mental hospital. "I'm happy because I have somebody."
"I know, just teasing you Mikey dear." I smile, putting my arm around his shoulders. "Not to spoil the mood, but does she know about us?" Mikey shook his head, swallowing some of the scarlet content. "Have you guys fucked?" Mikey turned to me, nearly choking.
"W-what? No!" He frowned, "Horny bastard." He said quietly, though I knew he knew I could hear.
Sitting in music.
Bored out of my fucking mind! We're learning about cultural music. Boring.
I see Pete, (the guy who helped me in the toilets when I had been beaten up,) across the room, staring into space. I had noticed that he was good at bass, like really good!
After being told that we had to create a presentation on a different cultural music, we were told that we had to work in twos or threes. I glanced at Pete, seeing him with no one.
"Hey, Ray." I say to the fro haired guy next to me, "Wanna ask Pete if he wants to be in a group with us?"
"Sure." He replys, nodding.
I walk over to Pete, smiling nicely.
"Hey, do you want to be with me and Ray, for the groups?" He looked up in surprise, smiling slightly.
"That'd be great, thanks."
Since my mom works really late, Gerard comes over and sleeps in my bed with me. It's actually really nice, we would go over to his house after school, then go to mine for the night. I had a lock on my door, so there was no chance that my mom would come in. I was really looking forward for the two week break we were getting from school, I could spend 14 whole days with Gerard.
Anyway, me and Gerard were sitting on my bed watching a movie when the house phone rang.
"Can you get that sugar?" I ask Gerard, doing my puppy-eyes. He giggled, pecked me on the cheek, and then he by the phone in the hall.
"Hello?" I hear Gerard say from the hall. "Uh no, she's out... yes he's here, one moment, FRANK!" I groan, pulling myself off of my comfy bed. I take the phone from Gerard,
"Hey Frank! It's Grandma Margie!"
"Oh hey! So how are you?" Gerard wasn't asking about who it was, so I could probably guess that he could hear the conversation.
"Good! Well I was just phoning to say that I'm on my way."
"Oh you mum must have not told you, I'm coming to stay with you two for the two week break." Fuck.
"Oh right. Well what time do you think you'll be arriving?
"About 6ish. I hope we're having something nice for tea!" Oh god.
"All right, but I've got a mate round for tea as well."
"Oh, okay. See you soon deary!"
Hanging up I turn to Gerard,
"Kill me. Kill me now."
So r&r for a free peice of brownie :D yay!
Thanks for reading and for actually putting up with my weirdness.
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