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Gerard’s POV
We ignored the assholes and sat down at the red leather table. The sides were ripping and exposing the black table underneath. Frank was ripping the sides even more trying not to look behind us.
I felt as if my face was battered and he didn’t want to see me.
I touched his arm I’m-here-for-you. He looked up and smirked, “Are you okay?”
The fresh smell of the food was ruined by the fragrance of the cigarette smoke from outside.
The truth is, I was miserable, the drugs weren’t helping, and I couldn’t help but notice Frank thinking he was so pathetic.
“Frank, you know how I feel…” If it weren’t for this table dividing us, we would be kissing.
The thought made me smirk, but my train of thought was disturbed by a bang on the glass window next to our table.
A sign which said, “Go Home You Emo Fags” was held against the window by Shane.
Frank looked at them , mouthed “Fuck you”, and stuck his middle fingers ,claimed by the skeleton glove with the cut off fingers tips ,to them.
They just laughed and walked away.
The waitress came towards us. Early 20’s, Lots of hairspray used in her big rose red monster hair, her makeup was put on poorly, and she looked weary but gave us a smile, “What can I do for you two today?”
“Uh Coke I guess and 2 slices of Vegetarian pizza please.” He hesitated, but looked up at her. She wrote down his order, used her pen to comb the red strand of hair covering her eyes, and looked at me with foggy blue eyes.
“Uh pepperoni pizza and coke zero, if that’s not a problem,” I responded.
When she walked away I looked at Frank,
”Vegetarian pizza for Frankie?”
He giggled,” You didn’t know I was a vegetarian?”
I shook my head in disbelief ,”This whole month and a half I’ve known you I didn’t know you didn’t eat meat.”
We burst into laughter.
I sure hope he is feeling better then I am.
Our problems with death, love, and jerks hurt effected both of us now.
Frank’s POV
I slowly wrote the words thank you for the venom on the table with my fingertip.
Gerard had those words on his shirt and they caught my eyes.
Gerard Raised an eyebrow, I know where Mikey gets it from now, “What’s Wrong?
I didn’t care to reply. I looked down at my shoes again.
When I finally had the guts to look up he gave me the I-love-you-now-tell-me look with the impatient tapping of I’m-waiting-dear.
I couldn’t resist , “Should I get over it already?” His position made me nervous for some reason.
“It depends on how long you feel like you need to mourn. I don’t think I’ll get over Elena or Alex quick.”
He was right I never noticed that night how blood red his eyes were. “Besides, Frankie, Alex shouldn’t have done it, she could’ve stayed right here, cause I could’ve told her that I still love her after all. What she did was stupid! If she wanted to get away from it all she could’ve lived with me.”
I nodded, maybe I could live with you, I thought to myself. It’s better than my house anyday.Cause sometimes I think I'll die alone.
“So um... Mikey wants you to join the band. Play rhythm guitar ,” He looked as a different lady gave us our food and drinks, 40’s maybe, black hair with silver strands, when she smiles her wrinkles expanded.
“Thank you,” I took my plate and smirked, “How does Mikey know I play Guitar?” I took a bite out of my pizza.
Gerard blushed a little ,”Uh um,” He took a bite of his pizza, he sniffled ,” Is she really gone?” He avoided my answer with Elena which he knows I can’t refuse to talk about.
“Where are you going to go now?” the thought of Gerard having to move farther away from me shot a pain to my heart.
“My mom is moving in with us until I’m 18 and legal to inherent the house on my Grandma’s will.” He smiled but tears filled his eyes, I felt relief.
**
We finished eating and we walked to the park. Trying to keep are minds off the subject of drugs. I sat on a springy pony that I barely fit on and went back and fourth, Gerard laughed, ”Wow I wish I could’ve come to parks when I was little, too much violence in the streets.”
Gerard sat behind me, pulling the pony backwards, but we just laughed, he kissed me on the neck. I moaned ,”Gerard, what if little kids come?”
He laughed cutely ,”Let them see.”
He put his arms on my shoulders, took me onto the sand floor, and kissed me gently.
His black skinny jeans were pressed against mine, but his arms held him up as he kissed me.
I was useless there and let him do whatever he felt like, I enjoyed every second of it.
We ignored the assholes and sat down at the red leather table. The sides were ripping and exposing the black table underneath. Frank was ripping the sides even more trying not to look behind us.
I felt as if my face was battered and he didn’t want to see me.
I touched his arm I’m-here-for-you. He looked up and smirked, “Are you okay?”
The fresh smell of the food was ruined by the fragrance of the cigarette smoke from outside.
The truth is, I was miserable, the drugs weren’t helping, and I couldn’t help but notice Frank thinking he was so pathetic.
“Frank, you know how I feel…” If it weren’t for this table dividing us, we would be kissing.
The thought made me smirk, but my train of thought was disturbed by a bang on the glass window next to our table.
A sign which said, “Go Home You Emo Fags” was held against the window by Shane.
Frank looked at them , mouthed “Fuck you”, and stuck his middle fingers ,claimed by the skeleton glove with the cut off fingers tips ,to them.
They just laughed and walked away.
The waitress came towards us. Early 20’s, Lots of hairspray used in her big rose red monster hair, her makeup was put on poorly, and she looked weary but gave us a smile, “What can I do for you two today?”
“Uh Coke I guess and 2 slices of Vegetarian pizza please.” He hesitated, but looked up at her. She wrote down his order, used her pen to comb the red strand of hair covering her eyes, and looked at me with foggy blue eyes.
“Uh pepperoni pizza and coke zero, if that’s not a problem,” I responded.
When she walked away I looked at Frank,
”Vegetarian pizza for Frankie?”
He giggled,” You didn’t know I was a vegetarian?”
I shook my head in disbelief ,”This whole month and a half I’ve known you I didn’t know you didn’t eat meat.”
We burst into laughter.
I sure hope he is feeling better then I am.
Our problems with death, love, and jerks hurt effected both of us now.
Frank’s POV
I slowly wrote the words thank you for the venom on the table with my fingertip.
Gerard had those words on his shirt and they caught my eyes.
Gerard Raised an eyebrow, I know where Mikey gets it from now, “What’s Wrong?
I didn’t care to reply. I looked down at my shoes again.
When I finally had the guts to look up he gave me the I-love-you-now-tell-me look with the impatient tapping of I’m-waiting-dear.
I couldn’t resist , “Should I get over it already?” His position made me nervous for some reason.
“It depends on how long you feel like you need to mourn. I don’t think I’ll get over Elena or Alex quick.”
He was right I never noticed that night how blood red his eyes were. “Besides, Frankie, Alex shouldn’t have done it, she could’ve stayed right here, cause I could’ve told her that I still love her after all. What she did was stupid! If she wanted to get away from it all she could’ve lived with me.”
I nodded, maybe I could live with you, I thought to myself. It’s better than my house anyday.Cause sometimes I think I'll die alone.
“So um... Mikey wants you to join the band. Play rhythm guitar ,” He looked as a different lady gave us our food and drinks, 40’s maybe, black hair with silver strands, when she smiles her wrinkles expanded.
“Thank you,” I took my plate and smirked, “How does Mikey know I play Guitar?” I took a bite out of my pizza.
Gerard blushed a little ,”Uh um,” He took a bite of his pizza, he sniffled ,” Is she really gone?” He avoided my answer with Elena which he knows I can’t refuse to talk about.
“Where are you going to go now?” the thought of Gerard having to move farther away from me shot a pain to my heart.
“My mom is moving in with us until I’m 18 and legal to inherent the house on my Grandma’s will.” He smiled but tears filled his eyes, I felt relief.
**
We finished eating and we walked to the park. Trying to keep are minds off the subject of drugs. I sat on a springy pony that I barely fit on and went back and fourth, Gerard laughed, ”Wow I wish I could’ve come to parks when I was little, too much violence in the streets.”
Gerard sat behind me, pulling the pony backwards, but we just laughed, he kissed me on the neck. I moaned ,”Gerard, what if little kids come?”
He laughed cutely ,”Let them see.”
He put his arms on my shoulders, took me onto the sand floor, and kissed me gently.
His black skinny jeans were pressed against mine, but his arms held him up as he kissed me.
I was useless there and let him do whatever he felt like, I enjoyed every second of it.
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