“He [/left/] Gerard.” “Fra- Just okay What do you mean he [/left?/]"
two fucking days later yeah!
Frank’s been acting really weird, he hasn’t even come to school since the whole Travis seeing me and him holding hands, which okay yeah I guess I don’t really know him that well to know if he’s acting weird or not, right?
But Bob and Ray do, and they keep saying there’s something wrong with him.
And they know him so… he’s acting weird.
Oh well I guess I would too if he had just met my boyfriend or well girlfriend (I mean I think that’s what he’s weirdness is about) because I’m not gay, okay.
Maybe a little. But no one needs to know about the David Bowie thing.
I like Scarlet.
I guess I shouldn’t tell him that I have a slight crush on Scarlet should I?
Nope that would end in a blood bath (I think…)
Well then I guess it’s back to the slightly more than friends thing with him. No liking each other. Okay? Okay.
I mean yeah suuuuure he’s cute and all (and adorable and tiny which is just- awww) not gay, but he has a boyfriend and it’s not like he would leave his boyfriend for me.
And like I said before, I like Scarlet.
Even if it worked out horribly the first time around and it ended with her boyfriend- Was he even her boyfriend at the time? Who the fuck knows, I sure don’t- in almost beating my ass, she’s nice and pretty.
And she stopped being such a bitch.
So I like her again.
I’m such a teenage girl.
Always with a new crush every two days.
Fuck yeah. And I can even giggle like them too.
How fucking awesome is that? I can be manly and I can fucking giggle.
I would like to point out that no, giggling does not make me a flaming homosexual.
What the fuck is that buzzing?
It’s pretty fucking annoying.
Must be Mikey using his vibrator.
EWWWWWW- no get that out of my mind. Okay god, think of something else, Oh my god. Ewwww ewwwww stop! ewww so many images coming to my head ewwww-
“Gerard get that fucking phone I can hear it buzzing from my room!” He yells, while banging on the wall.
“Oh.” Shit wow, how did I not think of that.
I pick up my phone and it turns out to be 4 unread messages from Frank.
From Frankie!: travis left ;-;
From Frankie!: dude
From Frankie!: omg g u there?
From Frankie!: my boyfriend left and ur not even here to make me feel better I h8 u
“What? What does that even mean. Is he talking about when he left in his car or what?” I say to myself.
To Frankie!: wut.
Good, that explains my confusion yet keeps it casual. Good.
From Frankie!: ugh nvm
To Frankie!: omg drama queen, what??
From Frankie!: fuck u g I h8 u omg this is just the wors day evr
To Frankie!: wait so what happened?
From Frankie!: ugh
“You’re so dramatic Frank!” I yell as if he can hear me.
To Frankie!: ugh juliets; always so dramatic, this is why romeo n juliet dont end up together
From Frankie!: fuck u m not dramatic, nd they do they just die ok
“Geeeee! Frank said you’re an asshole, he’s heartbroken and you’re making it worse!” Mikey yells from his room.
“Well he won’t tell me what happened!”
“Ughhhh” I hear loud thumping footsteps, then my door opens “here you talk to him he’s being dramatic and blank and I’m not in love with him like you so I don’t have a high tolerance for this or his bitching.” He hands me his phone.
“Hey Frankie” I say once I have Mikey’s phone in my hands.
“Hey Gerard.” He says blankly.
“Now will you tell me what happened?”
“I hate you. Oh my god. Just- what happened?”
Mikey leaves my room.
I’m seriously getting nothing from this.
“He left Gerard.”
“Fra- Just okay What do you mean he left?"
“HE LEFT! JESUS.”
“What does that mean Frank? He left. Left where? To do what? Go to the mall? Left to a new state? Left to a new fucking continent? New universe? You have to give details! I-I can’t read your mind!” Okay yeah I’m getting a bit annoyed.
“HE LEFT TO TOUR WITH HIS BAND BECAUSE HE THINKS I LIKE YOUR BALLS BETTER THAN HIS OKAY? IS THAT FUCKING CLEAR ENOUGH? I HATE YOU SO MUCH THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT. WE WERE A-FUCKING-OKAY BEFORE YOU CAME WITH YOUR FUCKING CUTE FACE AND FUCKING SEDUCED ME WITH YOUR WHITE AS SNOW HAIR SO FUCK YOU OKAY. THIS IS ALL YOUR FUCKING FAULT.” He lets out a choked sob.
“So he left?”
I hear a frustrated sigh and then he hangs up.
“Mikey! Come get your phone!” I yell.
Should I call back?
Nahhh I’ll just give him time to cool off.
Such a fucking great (boy?)friend I am right?
One day earlier! Yeah TIME TRAVEL! (TARDIS NOISE) That’s how I’ll transition back in time now okay?
“Travis wait! Fuck!”
“Fuck you! You lied to my face and then I fucking see you holding his hand? There’s a limit Frank! I took all the flirting and all the staring and all the cutesy shit! But I asked you, I fucking asked you if you had feelings for him! And you lied to my face! I’m done, okay!”
“Wait, what do you mean you’re done?” I ask holding in my breath.
“I’m done! I got offered to tour with the band but you know what I did? I said no, and do you know why? Because all I could think about was you.” He laughs “It’s really fucking funny that while I was thinking about staying here for you, you were thinking about some other guy.” He walks down the stairs of his house.
“Wait! So what happens to all this? You and me? The house? Your mom?”
“You and me? We’re done. The house is my mom’s and don’t act like you didn’t know that, and she’s old enough to take care of herself, Frank.”
“Wait Travis no- you can’t- you can’t leave me, please.”
“Frankie…” he laughs softly,” You have Gerard.”
“No you don’t- I don’t- I love you Travis. That’s something you always say to me but I’ve never had the guts to say it- and now I’m saying it. I love you… I need you. Please don’t leave me.” I grab his hand.
“You don’t mean that.” He whispers before stepping out of the house and into his car. “Lock the house when you leave. I don’t want any fucking idiots getting inside, this is New Jersey, you know.” He smiles before blowing me a kiss and driving off.
I stay there, the whole night.
I don’t even care if my mom’s calling me every ten seconds.
I don’t care if she’s mad.
I just want Travis to come back and hug me.
I don’t want Gerard.
I want Travis.
I just wish I’d realized this earlier.
If you're wondering 'what the fuck?' I don't even know man. I hope you enjoyed this anyway, it was a product of too much medicine and doctor who sadness. yay. okay well yeah, I should be doing homework. PEACE
OH AND SORRY ABOUT THE FUCKING 50+ UPDATES I'M FIXING SOME STUFF HERE AND THERE YEAH. KAY.
BUT GUYS... DO I CHANGE THE NAME OR NOT??? ;___;