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7. Issues

by BulletproofNinja 8 reviews

Gerard goes walk about during the night

Category: My Chemical Romance - Rating: G - Genres: Angst,Drama - Characters: Bob Bryar,Frank Iero,Gerard Way,Mikey Way,Ray Toro - Published: 2012-06-06 - Updated: 2012-06-10 - 2302 words

5Moving
I am so sorry guys! I know I've taken a lot longer than usual to update, but I went to Scotland over the weekend and I haven't had a chance to update since. And I'm so happy, this story has over 1,200 views! WOO! Thankyou all so much for reading this story! I hope this chapter is thanks enough, let me know what you think!

~BulletproofNinja


Chapter Seven- Issues

Frank's POV (Still)

Walking to school on Wednesday morning, my mind is still on Gerard. I thought about him before going to sleep, and I even dreamt about him. I don't know why I'm thinking about him this much, but I'm not complaining. He is perfect. All I need to do is get him to trust me and everybody would be happy. I'd get to be friends with Gerard, he would have a friend to talk to and Mikey wouldn't have to worry about him as much. But he just won't talk. I know I've only known him for one day but he seems really against talking to me, like I've done something to upset him. Or maybe I'm just being paranoid and he's like that with everyone. I'll ask Mikey later.

Speak-think- of the devil, and the devil shall appear. Up in front of me I see the tall, awkward kneed boy waiting on the street corner where we agreed to meet in the morning to walk to school together. I notice he's on his own, and from what I've heard from Mikey this isn't normal.
"Hey, Mikey. Where's Gerard, I thought he always walked to school with you?" He looks up at me, his big brown eyes filled with tears. "Mikey? Dude, what's wrong?"
"Gerard didn't come home last night. He's not answering my calls or texts. He never does that, no matter how late he goes out he always comes back before morning."
"I saw him last night, on my way home. He was okay then." My pathetic attempt at reassuring Mikey.
"Where did you see him?" He looks hopeful now.
"Umm... At the park just over there. I'm sure he's fine. You never know, he could have come back while you were asleep and then gone out again."
"I guess... But what if he didn't, Frank? He never leaves for school this early anyway." The worried look on his face returns.
"Mikey, chill. He's most likely at school already and if he isn't, then he will be soon. We'll see him eventually." I reason with the panicking boy.
"I guess you're right." A heavy sigh erupts from the lanky boy. "Come on then, let's get to school."

'~.~'~.~'~.~'~.~ TIME LAPSE ~'~.~'~.~'~.~'~

I'm coming out of my math class when I see him. Gerard. He's alive and well(ish), trying his hardest to blend into the background to avoid confrontation. I never noticed before, but Mikey was right. Gerard is way too skinny, I can tell by the way his clothes hang off of his body. I take out my schedule from my bag to see which lesson I have next. A smirk creeps onto my face when I read the word upon the crumpled page. I start walking towards my next class, avoiding all jocks and whores and keeping my eyes down at all times. When I reach the class I open the door and step into the room, my eyes falling immediately on the pale faced Gerard. I walk over to my seat beside him and wait for the science lesson to start. There aren't many people in the class yet, so we have a while before that happens. I turn in my seat so I'm facing Gerard head on, so he knows I want to talk.

"You know, Mikey was worried sick Gerard. Why didn't you go home last night?" I try my best to sound stern. Gerard flinches at the sudden noise and suddenly I don't feel so annoyed at him. He's like a small, vulnerable child who is scared of everything. He turns to me, scrunching his nose up in the cutest way. Focus, Frank! "Well?"

"What are you, my mother?" He looks pissed off. I just look at him, not breaking eye contact.

"No, but I am somebody who cares about you and your brother." A small smile tugs at his lips.

"You- you care about... me?" He looks bewildered to say the least.

"Of course, I know I haven't known you for long but for some strange reason I can't help but care about you.... Is that creepy?"

He chuckles. Actually chuckles. "No, it's not creepy... Well it is but it's nice. Really nice actually. Thankyou." The smile finally breaks out, lighting up his stunning features.

"Now are you going to tell me why you didn't go home?" The smile falters before dropping completely off of his face.

"I did." His voice returning to it's original quiet level.

"But Mikey said-"

"I went home." I'm shocked by his confidence to interrupt me, he's usually so unwilling to talk.

"But I went out again as soon as I got changed."

"Oh.... Well you couldn't have left a note or something? Mikey was so upset this morning." He looks guilty. "Look, Gerard. Are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine. Why?" His guard is slowly building up around him again.

"Not just now, like in general. You don't seem happy, Gerard."

"What makes you say that? Do you not remember what I said last night? Don't assume things about me." He says bitterly, his voice dripping with venom.

"I'm not assuming things, I'm saying what I know. It's obvious that you aren't happy, no assumptions needed." Gerard sighs in defeat.

"Am I really that obvious?" He buries his face in his hands.

"Not that obvious, I'm just a really good observer. Being observant is really easy when you have no friends."

"Tell me about it." He scoffs. "You're talking to the king of the loners here."

"You would have friends if you talked to more people." He turns to glare at me.

"Who the hell would want to be friends with me? I'm just a freak who sits alone all the time."

"I want to be your friend." He looks at me, blinking furiously.

"Y-you.. want to be... my.."

"Your friend. Yes." I have to hold back a laugh at the expression on his face. "Why do you think I've made such and effort to come talk to you?"

"Umm... I see your point, but why?"

"Because you seem awesome as fuck!" He blushes and looks down. "And do you know how awesome fuck is?" He looks up again. "Pretty fucking awesome!" He laughs.

"Well.... thanks I guess. That actually kinda means a lot."

"So.... You'll hang with me and the others at lunch?" His expression turns fearful.

"NO!... What I mean is, I'm not ready for that. I'm fine with just you." His voice gets quieter as he goes on. A blush appears on his face because people were looking at him after he shouted.

"Is that.. Is that okay?" I beam at him, trying to be as friendly as possible.

"Of course Gerard! But how is this gonna work? If you don't want to hang out at lunch or anything?"

"During lessons, we have a few together don't we? It would just be nice to have someone that I trust to talk to even if it is just an hour." He does look genuinely pleased.

"It's a deal, then!" I extend my hand and he looks at it warily before he realises my intention. He takes my hand and shakes.

"Deal." His face is now glowing from the angelic smile gracing his features, accentuating his beauty. "Thanks, Frank."

"No problem. You know you should smile more, Gerard. You look real nice when you do." His eyebrows pull together, forming a frown.

"What? My smile is awful, my teeth are so bad!" He runs his fingers over his adorably small teeth. "And my-" I give him a glare that made him stop in his tracks.

"Don't even think about saying shit like that in front of me, okay?" He nods slowly, looking slightly frightened. "You're fucking gorg- Fucking really good looking!"

He opens his mouth as if to say something but closes it again. He does this a few times before finally deciding on what to say. "Really?" I roll my eyes.

"Yes, fucking really." He looks happy for a moment before his eyes darken and a frown fixes itself upon his mouth.

"I know what your game is. Mikey told you to do this, didn't he?"

"Told me to do what, Gerard?" I laugh nervously, confused as to what is going through his mind.

"He told you to be nice to me, to make me feel good about myself. You don't really mean any of it, you just don't want Mikey to feel sad. Well, that's fine for Mikey, but what about me?! I don't deserve to be lied to just so my brother can have a nice and easy life. If you aren't going to speak truthfully, then just don't talk to me at all."

"Gerard, no you've got it all wrong. Mikey didn't-" He cut me off, looking pissed.

"Save it, I don't need to hear your lies. Goodbye Frank." And with that he jumped up out of his seat and storms out of the classroom, ignoring the teachers protests.

When I turn my gaze from the door I see the whole class looking at me, whispering amongst themselves. I hadn't even realised the lesson had started. All I can think about is Gerard. What the fuck did I do this time? Is he really that insecure? I have to tell Mikey, he'd want to know. I got out my phone.

Hey Mikey, there's something you should know. Involving Gerard.- F

A couple of minutes later I felt a buzz in my pocket.

He's there? Is he okay? Why didn't you text me earlier? -M

Shit. I forgot to tell Mikey about Gerard being in school. It kinda would've been a good idea to let him know.

Yeah he WAS here, but he just freaked out and walked out of class.~F

Why, what happened?~M

He thinks I'm only being nice to him because you told me to.~F

Oh, shit. Do you know where he went?~M

Sorry, I have no idea. You going to go look?~F

Of course, I'm not going to let him walk around like this. Thanks for telling me Frank :) ~M

No problem, Mikes. See you at break. ~F

Yup :)~M

I put my phone away, feeling more relaxed now that I know Mikey is going to be with Gerard. If he even finds him. How is he even going to get out of class anyway? My worry for Gerard returns again and I just want to go out there and look for him myself. I just want to tell him how beautiful he really is, and that he is a great guy. I hope he isn't too annoyed at me. I mean, I know I didn't technically do anything, I just don't want him to hate me anymore. I can't concentrate on anything that the teacher is saying, so I just focus on the thoughts whirring around in my head. I know Gerard has some issues, but why does he always flip out? It's so frustrating when I'm just trying to be friendly.

The lesson ends shortly after and I head outside for break. I make my way to the back of the school and meet up with Ray, Bob and Alicia like I did yesterday. They all greet me with big grins and we start talking about random shit. After about five minutes, Ray finally notices Mikeys absence.

"Hey, where's Mikey? He should be here by now." Bob and Alicia look around our little circle to check for Mikey. I speak up.

"Yeah, he went to look for Gerard. Something happened last lesson and he got a little upset." Ray just laughs.

"Dude, you’re a fool. Gerard's over there. Where he always is." I look over to find that Gerard is indeed sat at his tree.

"Shit. Mikey's gone looking for him. I'l text him now." I get out my phone.

Hey, Mikey. Gerard's at school he's in the clearing where he usually sits. You still in the school grounds?~F

No, I went home to look. I'll be there soon. Could you try and talk to him?~M

After reading that text, I gulped. Me? talk to Gerard? After I was the one to upset him in the first place? Regardless of the fact that I have no clue how to properly, I reply to Mikey.

Yeah, sure. See you in a bit.~F

I'm going to regret this, I can feel it.

"Guys, I'll be back in a bit, okay?" They all shrug and say things along the lines of 'sure, whatever' but I don't hear as I am already half way across the clearing. I sit across from Gerard. He hasn't noticed me yet because he appears to be having a conversation with himself, mumbling inaudibly. Getting a little worried, I clear my throat.

"Gerard?" His eyes turn to me, burning with anger and hatred. He sees who I am and the flames die down a little bit, but it still scared the fuck out of me.

"Hello, Frank." He attempts a smile, but he just ends up looking even more tired and worn out than before.

"Gerard... Are you okay?" He lets out a massive sigh and runs his hands through his hair.

"You know what? No. I'm not o-fucking-kay!"

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