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“Take your shirt off Gee.” He said softly and I let the material fall to the floor, feeling comfortable around Frankie. He looked at my chest and gasped. There were three cuts made by the man’s fingernails on my left breast, I touched one of them and it stung badly, so I yanked my hand away and hissed at the pain.
“Ssh, don’t touch them.” Frankie whispered gently and pulled a clean cloth and some antiseptic ointment out of the cupboard. He cleaned my cuts up and then set to work cleaning the blood and tears off of my face. He was very careful with me, and cleaned me up really well, he looks like he’s used to taking care of hurt or sick people.
“F-Frankie.” I say shakily and he looks me in the eye, I’m sitting on the edge of Ray’s bathtub and he’s sitting on Ray’s toilet.
“Yeah, Gee?” He asked, his voice like caramel, soft and sweet.
“C-can I ask you something?” I say shakily, folding my hands in my lap.
“Of course.” He says calmly, “Shoot.”
“D-do you li-like m-me?” I ask shakily, looking down at the floor. It was silent for a few seconds, I needed an answer! “B-because I really like y-you.” I whisper looking down.
“Gerard?” Frankie whispers, getting on his knees in front of me.
“Yeah, Frankie?” I ask, nerves wrenching my gut and my face feeling kind of hot.
“Will you be my boyfriend?” He asked and my heart stopped beating. I couldn’t speak, so I acted on impulse. I leaned forwards and pressed my pale chapped lips softly against his pierced smooth ones. He smiled into the kiss and I sighed, opening my mouth slightly and letting his tongue slide in and explore my mouth. Fireworks exploded in my mind and I tackled Frankie to the floor with a thud, but he flipped us over so he was straddling my hips. He pulled away for air and I smiled up at him, his smile was just as cheesy as mine.
“I think I can take that as I yes.” Frankie whispered, resting his forehead against mine.
“Yes.” I whispered and he hugged me tightly, wrapping his legs around my waist as we sat on the cold tiles of Ray’s bathroom floor, rocking each other gently from side to side. I’d honestly never felt as close to anyone as I felt to Frankie at that moment.
“We’d better go and see what their up to.” Frankie mumbled against my chest.
“Hmm, okay Frankie.” I got up and pulled me with him, but then picked him up and sat him on my hip like a toddler and smirked.
“Whoever said curves weren’t handy?” He grinned and lay his head on top of mine, wrapping his arms further around my neck.
I walked back into Ray’s room and everyone was sitting on the bed, looking very grave, I didn’t bother to put Frankie down, I put my finger on my lips to tell him to be quiet and he nodded, we hadn’t been noticed yet.
“Who would want to rape my brother?” Mikey sighed, putting his head in his hands and Bob rubbed his shoulder comfortingly.
“Someone bad, Mikes. Someone who doesn’t deserve to have all their body organs in working order.” Ray consoled, placing his hand comfortingly on Mikey’s knee.
“I still can’t believe this though! After all he’d been through with Dad as well! He doesn’t deserve this, he deserves to be normal, not outcasted or labelled as a freak of nature. Because he’s not. He is my brother and I hope that one day he will be truly happy in himself and not have to use that fake smile all the time to try and stop us worrying. I hope he and Frankie get together, maybe Frankie could help him feel normal, maybe he can give the love he needs that I can’t give him.” Mikey sighed, leaning on Bob’s shoulder.
“Hey, come on, this is Gerard we’re talking about. I’m sure he’s fine really and to be honest, I think him and Frank are already together and keeping it on the low profile.” Ray said.
“Why wouldn’t they tell me though!?” Mikey said, exasperated.
“I’m really not sure, but I think they are. Think about it; Frank woke up with Gee this morning and Gerard didn’t panic or scream or beat Frank off him with a big sharp stick, Gerard let Frank go bra shopping with him and I think he actually let Frank touch him and today; he was clinging onto Frankie like he was his only hope and he didn’t care at all that he had nothing to cover himself with because he had Frank there and he let Frank take him to the bathroom and clean him up.” Bob pointed out and Mikey shook his head.
“I’m just so worried about him! I don’t want to lose him, I’ve almost lost him once and I don’t want that to happen again. I can’t let him kill himself. He can’t leave me on my own.” Mikey whispered and Frank choked, causing Mikey, Bob and Ray to snap their heads around to face us.
“Y-you tried to k-kill yourself!?” Frank was shocked, horror slapped across his face and clear for the world to see.
“It wasn’t just the once.” I whispered and Mikey started crying and a few tears slipped down Bob and Ray’s cheeks too. I think Frank was too shocked to even consider crying.
“W-why would you do that?” Frank whispered, holding me close against him.
“I couldn’t cope.” I whispered. “It was all my fault that Mikey was getting bullied at school, I’m a disappointment to my mother as well, she’d never tell me straight out, but why would anyone want a gay hermaphrodite as a son? A son who is so much of a weirdo even his father hates him.” I put Frank down, “A son who turns to alcohol, pills and razor blades because he’s too weak to find another way.” I spat and walked out of Ray’s room, down the stairs and out of his house. The rain was pouring down on the cold New Jersey pavements as I made my way back to the house, slamming the door and walking down to my basement, throwing my shirt and my jeans on the floor and getting the bottle of vodka from under my bed, examining the scars that littered my hideous body and criss-crossed up and down my pale wrists.
I yanked the lid off the bottle and looked at my crazed expression in the mirror and tipped the clear substance down the sink, throwing the bottle in the bin and throwing myself onto my black quilted bed. I lay on top of the covers and cried, and I cried hard. I heard footsteps and voices upstairs, people were calling my name but I didn’t answer, I just carried on crying....





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