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Two days later, the sun is shining, the sky is blue, etc.

However, I couldn’t care less because Frank and I are in the cave in one the best make-out sessions I’ve ever had.

My lips meet his, working against them with passion. He lies beneath me and wraps his arms around my neck and waist to hold me closer to him, while I tangle my hands in his hair. It hasn’t been washed for a while, but it still manages to make him look sexier.

Without warning, he flips us over, so he’s straddling my hips. Not that I’m complaining. He smiles down at me and I smile back before he leans down again.

“Has anyone ever told you that you have the sexiest neck in all of the fucking existence?” Frank whispers hotly, tugging on my earlobe before kissing down my jaw and sucking on my neck hard enough that I know there will be marks.

“Oh, god,” I gasp, subconsciously bucking my hips up to his, “L-Liar.”

Frank pulls off my neck with a ‘pop’ and kisses me gently, before whispering, “I’ll never lie to you, babe.” against my lips. He then kisses me softly again before gently lapping at my bottom lip with his tongue and I immediately open my mouth. We both moan softly as our tongues collide and slide against each other.

Pulling back, I whisper against his lips, “I love you,” and kiss him again, “I love you, I love you, I love you.”

“I‘ll never stop loving you,” Frank whispers back.

“Mm,” I breathe and smile into his neck, nipping the skin gently, “I wonder if Gerard knows,” I think out loud, snaking my hand down to his crotch, “If we have this kind of relationship.”

“H-He doesn’t know?” Frank stutters, biting his lip and thrusting down into my hand.

“Well, I never told him.”

“Oh, well,” Frank mutters, “Shut up and keep kissing me.”

Who am I to disobey?

I keep palming the crotch of his jeans while I lick my way around his mouth. I feel his breath against my face before he starts full-on sucking on my tongue, to which I moan in response. Frank thrusts into my hand as hard as he can and I can get off just from the sounds he’s making.

“Shit,” I breathe, “W-We should probably…Get Gerard soon.”

“Nuh-uh!” Frank moans, between kisses, “Don’t even…try to stop now…We’ll get him, later…Right now…Fucking want you so bad.”

Frank suddenly bites down on my neck again, harder than before, in just the way I like it and it drives me crazy, “Oh, fuck! Uhn…Fine. We’ll get him later.”

“Good,” Frank smirks, before shoving his tongue into my mouth again.

*

An hour later, Frank and I reluctantly pull ourselves out of the cave. I stumble and nearly fall on my ass, but Frank’s quick to catch me and laugh.

“Did I break you or something?” Frank smirks.

“May as well have,” I mumble.

Oh, yes. I’m the girl in this relationship. Can’t say I’m all that shocked.

“Aw, I’m sorry, baby…Want me to kiss it better?” Frank whispers into my hear, snaking his hand toward my ass.

I push him off, gently, “As much as I’d love to, Frankie, we have to go get my brother. I still can’t fucking believe you two convinced me into turning him.”

“Hey, it’ll be okay,” Frank says, taking my hand as we walk slowly towards my house, “I mean, things could be a little tense at first. Even more so when he finds out we’re together, but everything will be okay in the end, right?”

“Well, it won’t be tense when he finds out we’re together. He’s no homophobe. I mean, he’s bi. But, I’m just worried that something will go wrong.” I admit.

“Something’s bound to go wrong, yeah,” Frank says, and I tense slightly, “But that doesn’t mean it’ll be the end of the world. Everything will be okay, in the end. If it isn’t okay, it isn’t the end.”

I glance towards him, smiling, “Yeah you’re right…Though, it’s funny saying that everything will be okay, in the end. Because there really isn’t an end for us, is there?”

“Hmm. I guess you’re right, but my point stands.”

“True,” I agree, “But I think it’ll be great. It’s literally forever. Like, all those other people promise each other forever, but they all go eventually. We’re the lucky ones. We actually have it.”

Frank stops walking, and smiles at me, “Yeah, we do. And I can’t think of anyone better to spend it with than you, Mikeyway.”

“I love you,” I grin, before attaching my lips to his.

“I love you too,” He whispers against mine.

“Hmm, seriously, though!” I giggle, “We have to go get my fucking brother already.”

“Fine, fine…We’ll continue this, later,” Frank smirks at me.

“Why do you always say that?” I laugh, as we continue walking.

“Because you’re so damn sexy.”

“Fair enough.”

In a few minutes, we finally get to my house.

Knowing what we’re about to do adds even more stress to my head.

I quickly scale the tree, leaning forward to look through Gerard’s window. He’s lying on his bed, reading a comic. Typical. I knock on the window to grab his attention. He looks up, grins wildly and walks over to let me in. I return the grin as I jump inside and let Gerard tackle me in a hug.

“Finally,” Gerard exclaims, “It felt like I was waiting for years!”

“Calm down, bro. It’s been two days.” I laugh.

“Yeah, whatever. Can we just do this, now?”

“Yeah. Let’s do it,” I confirm with a nod of my head.

I turn around to the window. Frank is still standing in the tree branch. I motion him to come him by waving my hands.

He shakes his head, I feel awkward in there, Mikes. Just get the bags, get Gerard and let’s go.

You shouldn’t need to feel awkward.

Yet, I do. Can you just do this, please?

Yeah, yeah…

With a concerned frown at Frank, I turn my attention back to my brother, “Okay, Gerard, where’s the shit you packed?” I ask him.

“Closet,” He replies, walking over to his closet. He opens the door and pulls out two large, full bags, “I packed my clothes, and your clothes. I figure Frank will be able to fit into some of them. I’ve only got $500. But it’ll do for now, right?”

“That is perfect,” I smile at him, “Now let’s do this shit.”

I take both bags from Gerard’s hands. Walking over to the window, I lean out and hand them both to Frank. As he takes them from me, I give him a small smile and pucker my lips, blowing him a kiss. He smiles and blows one back before jumping back down to the ground with the bags. Seeing that he got down okay, I turn back to Gerard.

“Well,” I say, digging my hands in my pockets, “You ready to go?”

“I think so,” Gerard breathes with a smile, “I dunno. I’m happy that I’m leaving. It’s just…”

“Just, what?” I ask.

“Well,” He says, “We grew up here, you know? I mean, I know everyone has to grow up eventually and move out and whatever, but it’s still weird…Even weirder in this situation. And we have so many memories in this house. I dunno…I guess, I just wish we were leaving with every one of those memories being good, and not being ruined with the bad ones, lately.”

I agree with a weird shrug, “But, hey, as fucked up as it all is, we’re gonna be okay. You know that, right?”

“No,” Gerard says, “I don’t.”

My face falls for a moment.

“But,” He continues, “Even if it isn’t, being with my stupid little brother will make it all the much more bearable.”

“Gee, thanks,” I chuckle, sarcastically.

“You know I’m just screwing with you, Wheeze,” Gerard smiles back, giving my shoulder a playful shove.

“So, enough reminiscing,” I say, “Are we going now?”

“Yep,” Gerard sighs, “Let’s go.”

I grab his arm, and pull him over to the window. As I jump out, I turn back to give my hand to Gerard so I can pull him out after me.

He’s halfway out the window when we both hear something that makes us freeze.

“Gerard, I’ve been calling your name for five fucking minutes! Get down here or I’m coming up there!”

I shudder at the sound of my father’s voice. Gerard looks at me with eyes wide with fear as we hear his footsteps coming up the stairs...

“Come on,” I whisper, harshly, “We’re going now! He won’t get us!”

But Gerard seems stuck on the spot with fear.

“Please, Gerard!” I plead, “Come on. Move!”

He doesn’t move.

My father is getting closer.

I try pulling him out myself, which works, sort of. But my plan is cut short when my father kicks the door open. Not knowing what to do, I quickly let go of Gerard and jump out of sight.

It’s probably my biggest fucking regret, when Frank jumps back up to see what’s going on. He looks in the window and his eyes grow wide.

“Mikey,” Frank breathes, shakily, “We have to get in there. Now.”


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