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I leaned back and stared Frank straight in the face. He looked at me back, obviously scared of my reaction. Had I heard him right? Had he really just told me what I wanted to hear more than ever? I don't know how long we sat like that, but Frank pulled me out of my thoughts when he started crying again.

"I knew it. You hate me!" He wailed and started to stand up, but I made him sit back down.

"Frankie; like I said, I could never hate you. I was just... shocked." I explained, hugging him again. I smiled when he relaxed in my arms and let out a happy sigh. "Frank, can I tell you something? You have to promise not tot tell anyone else." He pulled out of the hug and nodded. "Okay. I'm bisexual."

Frank's eyes widened. "Really? That's awesome! Now I have someone to talk to and stuff. This is so cool!" I chuckled, glad that I had another excuse for Frank to come over -but wait. Frank's mom kicked him out, so he'd need a place to stay. I picked up his bag and slung it onto my shoulder. "Let's get you situated in the guest room."


After I showed him to his room and told him the basic rules of living in my house, Frank and I decided to watch some television. I sat down on the couch and Frank sat, rather closely, by my side, like he would when I was dating Linda.

"This turned out great." I heard him murmur to himself.

"What turned out great?" I asked, confused.

"Oh. I was talking to myself. I didn't know you heard me. I was just surprise how my day turned around so quickly... well, it's kind of night right now, but you get what I mean, right?" He tilted his head and I smiled. It was cute how he rambled.

"So your whole day was bad? That's not good. Do want to talk about it?" Part of me wanted to hear about his day, another part of me wanted to see if his mom was serious about kicking him out. I wanted to see if there was a chance he could stay.

Frank let out weary sigh. "Well, you see, my day started out very troubling, as I couldn't find my favorite pair of skinny jeans. You know the ones you bought me with the tears on the front?" I nodded remembering the day I bought those for him thinking of how the rips would look sexy down his legs.

"Yeah, well I couldn't find those. Then, of course, when I got to school, I was beaten up by the usual homophobes." Frank lifted his shirt to reveal horrible bruises. It made me sick to my stomach thinking of how someone could hurt this wonderful being. He was so fragile yet so beautiful. His smile lit up my very soul. His presence gave me hope. I ran the tips of my fingers over the bruises. "Oh, Frank." I let out in a breath.

"It's okay," he said, pulling his shirt back down. "I'm used to it. Anyway, after that Brendon dumped me at lunch. Brendon is- was my boyfriend, by the way. So I basically moped around school all day. I got a bad grade on my Science quiz that I worked fu- I mean really hard on." He blushed at his almost slip of tongue and I just chuckled. "Anyway," He continued. "When I got home, my mom asked what was wrong. I didn't want to tell her at first, but for some crazy reason I thought she'd accept me."

Frank looked like he was on the brink of tears. I wrapped him in my arms and stroked the top of his head. "It's okay, Frank. I'm here for you. You can tell me anything."

"You're the best, Gerard." He smiled


Frank and I watched some crime investigation show until I looked over and saw him sleeping. Frank looked so peaceful and relaxed; I just wanted to kiss him. I leaned down and sat a peck on his lips before picking up his sleeping form and carrying it upstairs to the guest room.

I stared at him for quite some time after tucking him under the comforter. I had him. I always wanted him and now I finally had him. I couldn't let him go. So, then I came up with a plan to keep him.

I stepped out of the room and grabbed my cell phone from pocket. I dialed my brother Mikey's number, not caring that he was probably asleep by now.

"Hello?" His faint voice came after a few rings. He had definitely been asleep.

"Hey, little bro. How've you been?" I put on my friendliest voice even though Mikey probably knew it was fake. Mikey knew me pretty well.

"Gerard, it's one in the fucking morning. What the hell do you want?" Mikey growled. That boy was always pissed when you interrupted his sleep.

I sighed. "I need to visit tomorrow."

"You need to visit tomorrow? Gerard! You can't fucking visit tomorrow. I'd have
to clean the damn house and make dinner and just no, Gerard."

I knew he'd have this reaction, but I needed him to pull through on this for my plan to work. "I'll bring food and cook dinner when I get there. Hell, I'll even clean! I just want to visit my little brother. How about it?"

I heard him sigh. "You're coming either way, huh? I'm pretty sure you're up to something, but I'm going to let it slide because I'm fucking tired. See you tomorrow."

"Thank you, Mikey. Also, I'm bringing someone along to meet you." I was genuinely happy and it showed in my voice.

"Whoa, whoa! Wait a minute here. Gerard Way is bringing someone to meet me. Is it a girl? What's her name? How long have you guys been seeing each other?"

"Actually, it's the neighbor's kid. You're going to love him, Mikey!" I wondered how weird this must sound, but Mikey's always had my back so I figured he wouldn't judge me.

"You're bringing the neighbor's kid? The one that you dated for a while? That's a bit odd, but... okay, I guess. I'm going back to sleep. See you tomorrow." And with that he hung up.


Okay, so that chapter was absolute shit. Sorry about that. I had a major case of writers block, but I'm back in the game. I actually wanted to write more, but it's terribly late and I'm tired, so yeah. You guys will probably get more tomorrow as a Thanksgiving Present. Oh yeah and everyone say thanks to my girlfriend because she helped a lot on this chapter. Audios!
Edit: I just saw that my first chapter went green. I am so fucking happy! Thank you so much, guys. You don't know how much that means to me! :')