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It’s been a couple weeks since I've last written in you Journal. Kinda weird being in one of the most
intimidating band of bullies carrying around a Journal. But the fuck with it, I'm already gay. Gerard got
his cast off yesterday, and is able to walk on it more. He’s starting to look a little better now too. He can
win me at arm wrestling, like nothing again. I'm semi-happy about that. And the other day I heard him
singing for the first time when he was over. He seemed kinda embarrassed about it.
But I didn't care. Is it weird that when he was singing it gave me that uncomfortable butterfly feeling and
I loved it? -Sigh- He's just so beautiful. And I think I love him. I think I am in love with Gerard Way.

I wrote down that last sentence before I went to bed on a Friday night. I hadn't seen Gerard since
yesterday but I didn't care. I knew he was going to text me or call me soon.

Speak of the devil. "Frankie?" Gerard said somewhat whispering into the phone I could hardly hear.
"Gerard what’s going on?" I said trying to not sound worried.

"We can't find Mikey, and Jonathan is going on a rampage."

"What?!” I suddenly almost screamed into the receiver and heard shuffling over on his end for a couple
of minutes. "Don't fucking do that Frank!" he yelled back at me sounding out of breath. "I'm sorry..." I
whispered. He sighed and I could imagine him running his hand through his hair and shaking his head,
“Just… I know where Mikey is, and when I find him can he hide out there for a couple days?”

“Um…I- Uh…”, I stammered feeling like an idiot. “It’s fine if you say no, I only need him to be—“,and he
started. “I wasn’t going to say no, you just caught me by surprise?” I said mentally smacking myself in
the forehead. “Okay Frankie. I’ll be over in a little bit with Mikes?” he sounded unsure about the whole
thing. “Alright.”, I said to him and he hung up.


It was 3am and I heard something banging against my window. I got up to look and it was Gerard
carrying Mikey in his arms. I ran down stairs opening the door. Gerard and Mikey were both covered in
blood and dirt. I opened the door wider so he can get in with Mikey. Mikey had bruises and scratches
everywhere. He looks to be asleep or had fainted. Gerard lay him on the couch and ran his hand through
his hair with a deep sigh. “What happen?”, I asked him softly. “Jonathan tried to do something to him
earlier but he screamed for me and I stopped him. Mikey ran off when we weren’t looking.” He
squeezed his eyes shut,” I’m such a bad brother. Why wasn’t I there to protect him.”

“Gerard… you didn’t know Jonathan was going to go after Mikey. It’s not your fault.”, I said trying to comfort him.

“Yes it is… I’m such a fuck up. “he said with a tear running down his face. I wrapped my arms around him
and kissed his cheek. “It’s not your fault. It was never your fault.” I said getting Mikey a blanket when I
saw he was shivering. Gerard sighed and sat down in the arm chair on the opposite side of the room. I
got a wet rag and cleaned Mikey’s face off. “Where did you find him?” I asked Gerard, snapping
him back into reality. “The Grave Yard on Merri Rose Avenue...” He said quietly. “What was he doing there?”,
I asked.“He was at our Father and Grandmother’s graves.” He said in a monotone. “Oh…”I said and sat
on my knees.
We sat there in silence for a while until I heard a car pull up in front of my house. “Shit..” I muttered.
“Who’s that?” Gerard asked getting up. “I think that’s my mom.” I said looking through the window,
“With a guy apparently.” Gerard walked over to Mikey and picked him up. “um… come with me.” I said
going upstairs to the never been used guest room, “He can lay in here and no one will know. She never
goes in here.” I said unlocking the door and letting him in to the white and blue room. Gerard turned on
the bed side table light and sat next to him. “Does your mom always come home at this hour?” he asked
looking at me in the door way. “Um… not really. She’s actually early today.” I said looking at my socks.
Gerard got up and went into the hallway and closed the door. “Thank you, Frank. You’re the best
person in the world right now.” He said pecking me on the lips but when we heard footsteps up the stairs we
both went inside my room.
I tripped on something on the floor in the dark room, making Gerard fall over next to me. I pecked his
lips and he smiled. He kissed me and slid his tongue into my mouth, letting our tongues dance in my
mouth. We both sat up and took off our shirts and he brought me closer to him. I sucked on the crook of
his neck and he whimpered softly. I pushed him down on the floor and kissed him roughly, and he wrapped
his arms around my neck.
When I started to undo his pants but he tensed up and I stopped. “Whats wrong?” I said kind of out of
breath. “I-I don’t think we should do this… not-not now… okay?” Gerard said kind of nervous and bit his lip.
“Its okay. We wont.” I said sitting on top of him. “Um… you can get off me now.” Gerard said with a
raised eye brow. “Um… let me think about that.. No.” I said laying on top of him and snuggling into his
chest. “Can we at least get in bed first?” Gerard asked and I got up off him and pulled him up and
pushed him on to the bed and I jumped on top of him and pulled the cover over us.
After a couple minutes of silence I rolled off him, and laid next to him, “Gerard?”
“Hmm?”
“Can I tell you something?”
“Sure… go ahead.”
“Don’t freak out… okay?”
“I won’t”
“Promise?”
“Frankie… what is it?”He asked turning over to face me.
“Gerard… I think I love you.”
“Oh Frankie… I think I love you too. But…”