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2 reviewsFrank finally makes up his mind,but is it how he truly feels which could possibly end up in tears.
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Mikey POV
I was awoke the next day at exactly 6:26am, and greeted by the most beautiful sight. Frankie was perching on the edge of the bed with two cups of coffee in his hands, grinning widely at me. Passing me a mug I nodded at him, a smile twitching at the corner of my lips, as I realised he was just chilling with a towel round his slender hips.
Blushing I took a sip of the poison, then my eyes ‘accidently’ wandered over to observe his perfect body, his inked pale skin so flawless. Frankie flicked his hair out of his eyes and began to walk to the bedroom door, then turned around to face me, staring wide eyed.
‘Mikey…Thank you.’ He softly said, before pivoting elegantly on his toes and walking out, clothes in his hands.
‘I love you.’
Fuck nononono!
Covering my mouth with my hands I buried my face in a pillow, hoping to God Frankie didn’t hear.
‘Whatcha say chick?’ Frankie chirped from outside.
‘Nothing!’ I screeched anxiously, cursing at myself.
Mentally slapping myself I swallowed the remains of the coffee and sleepily strolled to my wardrobe, pondering on what to wear. I pulled out my favourite black skinnies and an Anthrax t-shirt, squirming into the set unsteadily. Whipping out my white collared shirt I loosely buttoned it and pulled on some black converses, turning on the switch to my hair straighteners.
I don’t think straightening my hair is gay… It looks nice.
Singing to The Smashing Pumpkins I started styling my hair, before covering it with a beanie hat anyway. Pushing my glasses up my nose I made my way to the door, but bumped into Frankie. He was wearing tight ripped black skinnies and a black Misfits top, his shirt done up loosely too but with a red tie. Smiling to himself he eyed me up and down, checking me out.
‘You ass looks good in those jeans.’ He giggled, winking at me.
Flustered I bit my lip awkwardly, speechless, my heart pounding in my chest and those familiar butterflies returning.
‘Have you got any eyeliner?’ He asked, breaking the silence.
‘Er yeah it’s on my drawers, help yourself.’ I whispered, looking at my shoes.
Raising his perfectly shaped eyebrows Frankie skipped off to my bedroom, as I began to walk down the stairs, craving more coffee. Gerard was leaning against the counter, glaring at the wall opposite him, lost in his own world. His hair looked messier than usual, thick black chunks sticking out; his eyes smudge with black, much thicker than what he normally wears.
‘Gerard?’ I questioned, causing him to blink and furrow his eyebrows at me, sucking in his white cheeks.
‘Morning you two!’ Mom sang happily, flinging on her coat in a hurry. ‘Mikey, give Frankie my love, I have to head off.’ She rushed, loosely hugging my small frame then attempting to hug Gerard, but being rewarded with a grunt, as he rolled his eyes.
Sighing Mama slammed the door shut behind her, leaving Gerard and I standing on our own. Shuffling uncomfortably on my feet I brushed past him to turn on the kettle, arrogance seeping out of every pore in his body. Running a hand through his hair he stormed out the kitchen to the garden, mumbling to himself, anger reddening his face.
Pursing my lips together to prevent myself from punching his smug ass face I shakily poured hot water into two mugs, awaiting the arrival of Frankie. Just on time he bolted down the stairs, jumping on the stair rail and sliding down, landing clumsily on his feet. Grinning he started to race towards me, mischief clear in his eyes. Bemused, I was paralyzed to the spot, not thinking to run away or dodge the small boy running full throttle towards me.
With all the power Frankie could muster he tackled me to the kitchen floor, our bodies crashing down with force, my arms flailing in the air uncontrollably as he tickled me rapidly. Screaming I started to tickle him back, he body squirming and his girly giggle echoing round the kitchen, our faces lighting up.
I love it when he smiles.
Laughing hysterically we collapsed on top of each other panting, poking each other occasionally for good measure. I heard the back door click close and I scrambled to my feet, Gerard grimacing at my presence. Frankie then popped up giggling and his eyes awkwardly met with Gerard’s. Gee’s face dropped and he quickly looked at the floor, his so called ‘bad boy attitude’ melting away, jittering on the spot.
‘You look beautiful Frankie.’ Gerard whispered through his bangs, glancing up.
Frankie bit his lip and shrugged, smiling ever so slightly. Nervously, I shook my head at Gerard, causing him to sniff and trudge of back to the basement, leaving the smell of stale cigarettes behind.
‘Awkward.’ I said obviously, spinning on my feet to look at Frankie.
His face had changed into a sullen look, the corners of his mouth quivering and his eyes watery, like he was about to cry. I pulled him into a hug quickly then pushed him at arms length, my eyes widening. I kissed him lightly on the lips and kissed me back, groping my ass slightly.
Fuck Gerard.
Frank POV
It felt like fireworks were exploding in the kitchen, a strange but amazing buzz surging through my body as Mikey’s lips touched mine. Without thinking my hand wandered over to his ass, my other hand pressed on the small of his back. Mikey pulled away grinning seductively, my spine tingling. Flustered I started to bite my nails, my stumpy fingers blocking my massive smile.
‘I’m hungry.’ Mikey suddenly whined, hurriedly opening one cabinet then putting two slices of bread in the toaster,
Rolling my eyes and giggling I clutched some Lucky Charms and stared to fill the bowl, splashing milk in with it. Sitting at the dining table I fiddled with the spoon, deeply thinking about Gee.
He lied to me.
Twitching my nose I scooped a load of chewy marshmallow and cereal in my mouth, Mikey swiftly joining me, munching on his toast. The door bell rang and Mikey sighed and walked towards the door, toast hanging out his mouth.
‘Morning sunshine!’ A voice screamed happily.
Ray strolled into the kitchen with Mikey close behind, his brown curly hair bouncing, a guitar strapped to his back, his shirt buttons done up unevenly.
‘You’re happy Ray.’ I said, finishing my cereal.
‘He always fucking is in the mornings, stupidly happy.’ Mikey grunted annoyed.
‘Stop complaining Mikey and man up!’ I winked childishly, Ray bursting into laughter.
‘Says the one wearing eyeliner!’ He retorted, pushing his glasses up his nose.
Pushing my chair out I stood up and started to square up to Mikey, his face draining of colour. Sticking my tongue out at him I slapped his ass and ran out giggling, pulling out my cigarettes from my jeans pockets. I sparked up and shivered slightly. It was surprisingly sunny but still ridiculously cold.
‘Frank! We need to go otherwise we’ll be late!’ Ray boomed, his head hanging out the door.
Nodding I got up and rushed inside, flinging on a plain black hoody. Mikey was already waiting outside, looking fed up. After Ray and I joined him we started to walk towards school, Ray chatting away about Iron Maiden. I tried to engage in conversation but it was way too early, and Mikey wasn’t even attempting to try.
A car horn beeped and a white car pulled up beside us, causing Mikey to curse violently. The window rolled down and two trouble hazel eyes peeped out, newly washed black hair hanging limply at thin shoulder.
‘Frankie please get in.’ A soft familiar voice begged.
Bending down I looked at Gerard’s damaged face, his eyes bloodshot slightly, a black waistcoat hugging his figure perfectly and a neatly iron red t-shirt complementing his porcelain lily white skin.
Hesitating I glanced at Mikey’s face, his expression clearly not impressed. Rolling his eyes he tugged at Ray’s arm and they carried on walking, Ray’s face confused. Biting my lip I opened the door and sat inside, my shoulders hunched. Gerard started to pull away from the kerb and turned his stereo down, scratching his head.
‘Look Frankie, it wasn’t my fault. Levi made me take the pills an-‘
‘Stop right there Gerard!’ I interrupted, snapping. ‘You didn’t have to take the pills, you didn’t have to drink the alcohol, but you did. Why the fuck are you with that asshole?’
‘Because it’s not like I have anyone else!’ He bit back, his hand clenching the steering wheel tighter.
‘You had me! And you fucked it up!’ I shouted, my eyes not moving from his beautiful face.
The car halted and skidded violently, the wheels screeching and my heart pounding heavily.
‘WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU PLAYING AT?’ I screamed, flailing my arms above my head in anguish.
Gerard grabbed my jumper with both hands and pulled me close, his sweet breath hitting my face, his warm eyes staring into mine.
‘I love you Frankie. I need you.’ He chocked, fiercely pressing his mouth to mine, forcing his tongue inside my mouth.
Pushing him away I flipped him off, chucking myself out the car and slamming the door shut. Gerard scrambled out after me and rushed to my side, clutching onto my jacket, stopping me from moving.
‘Please don’t leave me.’ He wheezed weakly, his hand touching my face.
I felt my heart strings pull painfully. I’ve made my choice.
‘No Gerard, you won’t change. You have Levi, and…I have Mikey. Now get back in the car and forget about us.’ I stated calmly, panting.
Looking defeated, Gerard swallowed and returned to his car pulling into the school car park. Sighing I rubbed my eyes, promising myself I wouldn’t waste anymore tears on Gerard.
My brain seemed relieved that I chose Mikey, the safest option. Yet I couldn’t help but feel my heart break, as it screamed at me to go back to Gerard and tell him how I really felt. How beautiful and special he was. How talented and how much he deserves. How Levi is a fucking wanker and that he could stop his addictions, I would be there every step of the way.
How I love him and I’ve never felt this way about anyone in my life.
But people don’t change.
Gerard POV
Tears brimming my eyes I clutched to the steering wheel tight, my knuckles turning white. Burying my face in my hands I started to cry, my heart shattering. I love him so fucking much and I’ve ruined it.
Breathing quickly my hands started to tremble violently, so I reached into my bag and pulled out my medication, popping two in my mouth. Wiping my eyes with the back of my hand I forced myself out the car, flinging my bag over my shoulder and locking the doors.
I lent on the window and pulled out my fags, deciding I would now spend my time following my plan. I couldn't live any longer, nothing goes right for me.
Squinting at the italic writing I read:
‘From the lights to the pavement’
Okay, back to step one. Regain the trust from my Mom, Frankie and Mikey. I need to push my self into the limelight and guarantee that I’m recovering, then I can crash back down without them noticing. This time I shall definitely not drink or take drugs when I’m around them, only when I’m on my own or with Levi.
Nodding my head strongly to myself I lit my fag and walked confidently towards the school gates, rowdy students pushing past me and screaming at each other.
Oh my fucking God you only saw each other yesterday stop fucking screaming!
Grinding my teeth, I flicked the cigarette away and walked through the tall iron gates, the old building creaking in the icy breeze. Groups of friends were huddled in corners, laughing together, their warm breath showing in the polluted air. I walked past a group of kids and they hushed their voices, pointing at me.
Nervously, I covered my eyes with my hair and walked faster, keeping my head down. The jocks started to shout at me, trying to aggravate me and get another reaction from me. I just ignored them, my cheeks reddening.
Someone pulled my arm and made me stumble into a corner, my face burning.
‘Dude what the fuck?’ I began to hiss, before recognising the face.
‘Leave Frankie alone Gee. It’s not fair on him. I want you to get better, don’t get me wrong, but I can’t allow Frankie to get pulled into it, he’s got his own problems.’ Mikey hissed, whispering fairly loudly.
Coughing I shook his grip from me and sorted out my collar, then rubbed my neck.
The plan Gerard.
‘Okay Mikey. I understand.’ I replied, smiling.
Mikey’s anger drained from his face and was replaced with pure shock. I ruffled his hair and pulled him into a tight hug, kissing his forehead.
‘Mikey, Frankie really likes you, look after him, you have to promise me that.’ I whispered softly in his ear, still cradling my baby brother.
‘I promise, please get better Gee, I miss this.’ He choked, nuzzling into my neck, his hair tickling my skin.
‘I promise Mikes.’ I replied, my eyes on the verge of streaming with tears.
I carefully pushed him away and patted him on the shoulder, signalling to him that he could go. He cuddled me again and skipped towards Frankie and Ray, his face beaming. Mikey started to talk to them excitedly, causing Frankie to glance at me. I raised my hand in a small wave and he frowned ever so slightly.
Before I could say anything to him the bell rang and a wave of sighs filled outside, sleepy teenagers trudging off to their first lesson, shuffling slowly. Moaning to myself I flipped open my wallet and pulled out my time table.
Science.
Shit, Frankie sits next to me.
I was awoke the next day at exactly 6:26am, and greeted by the most beautiful sight. Frankie was perching on the edge of the bed with two cups of coffee in his hands, grinning widely at me. Passing me a mug I nodded at him, a smile twitching at the corner of my lips, as I realised he was just chilling with a towel round his slender hips.
Blushing I took a sip of the poison, then my eyes ‘accidently’ wandered over to observe his perfect body, his inked pale skin so flawless. Frankie flicked his hair out of his eyes and began to walk to the bedroom door, then turned around to face me, staring wide eyed.
‘Mikey…Thank you.’ He softly said, before pivoting elegantly on his toes and walking out, clothes in his hands.
‘I love you.’
Fuck nononono!
Covering my mouth with my hands I buried my face in a pillow, hoping to God Frankie didn’t hear.
‘Whatcha say chick?’ Frankie chirped from outside.
‘Nothing!’ I screeched anxiously, cursing at myself.
Mentally slapping myself I swallowed the remains of the coffee and sleepily strolled to my wardrobe, pondering on what to wear. I pulled out my favourite black skinnies and an Anthrax t-shirt, squirming into the set unsteadily. Whipping out my white collared shirt I loosely buttoned it and pulled on some black converses, turning on the switch to my hair straighteners.
I don’t think straightening my hair is gay… It looks nice.
Singing to The Smashing Pumpkins I started styling my hair, before covering it with a beanie hat anyway. Pushing my glasses up my nose I made my way to the door, but bumped into Frankie. He was wearing tight ripped black skinnies and a black Misfits top, his shirt done up loosely too but with a red tie. Smiling to himself he eyed me up and down, checking me out.
‘You ass looks good in those jeans.’ He giggled, winking at me.
Flustered I bit my lip awkwardly, speechless, my heart pounding in my chest and those familiar butterflies returning.
‘Have you got any eyeliner?’ He asked, breaking the silence.
‘Er yeah it’s on my drawers, help yourself.’ I whispered, looking at my shoes.
Raising his perfectly shaped eyebrows Frankie skipped off to my bedroom, as I began to walk down the stairs, craving more coffee. Gerard was leaning against the counter, glaring at the wall opposite him, lost in his own world. His hair looked messier than usual, thick black chunks sticking out; his eyes smudge with black, much thicker than what he normally wears.
‘Gerard?’ I questioned, causing him to blink and furrow his eyebrows at me, sucking in his white cheeks.
‘Morning you two!’ Mom sang happily, flinging on her coat in a hurry. ‘Mikey, give Frankie my love, I have to head off.’ She rushed, loosely hugging my small frame then attempting to hug Gerard, but being rewarded with a grunt, as he rolled his eyes.
Sighing Mama slammed the door shut behind her, leaving Gerard and I standing on our own. Shuffling uncomfortably on my feet I brushed past him to turn on the kettle, arrogance seeping out of every pore in his body. Running a hand through his hair he stormed out the kitchen to the garden, mumbling to himself, anger reddening his face.
Pursing my lips together to prevent myself from punching his smug ass face I shakily poured hot water into two mugs, awaiting the arrival of Frankie. Just on time he bolted down the stairs, jumping on the stair rail and sliding down, landing clumsily on his feet. Grinning he started to race towards me, mischief clear in his eyes. Bemused, I was paralyzed to the spot, not thinking to run away or dodge the small boy running full throttle towards me.
With all the power Frankie could muster he tackled me to the kitchen floor, our bodies crashing down with force, my arms flailing in the air uncontrollably as he tickled me rapidly. Screaming I started to tickle him back, he body squirming and his girly giggle echoing round the kitchen, our faces lighting up.
I love it when he smiles.
Laughing hysterically we collapsed on top of each other panting, poking each other occasionally for good measure. I heard the back door click close and I scrambled to my feet, Gerard grimacing at my presence. Frankie then popped up giggling and his eyes awkwardly met with Gerard’s. Gee’s face dropped and he quickly looked at the floor, his so called ‘bad boy attitude’ melting away, jittering on the spot.
‘You look beautiful Frankie.’ Gerard whispered through his bangs, glancing up.
Frankie bit his lip and shrugged, smiling ever so slightly. Nervously, I shook my head at Gerard, causing him to sniff and trudge of back to the basement, leaving the smell of stale cigarettes behind.
‘Awkward.’ I said obviously, spinning on my feet to look at Frankie.
His face had changed into a sullen look, the corners of his mouth quivering and his eyes watery, like he was about to cry. I pulled him into a hug quickly then pushed him at arms length, my eyes widening. I kissed him lightly on the lips and kissed me back, groping my ass slightly.
Fuck Gerard.
Frank POV
It felt like fireworks were exploding in the kitchen, a strange but amazing buzz surging through my body as Mikey’s lips touched mine. Without thinking my hand wandered over to his ass, my other hand pressed on the small of his back. Mikey pulled away grinning seductively, my spine tingling. Flustered I started to bite my nails, my stumpy fingers blocking my massive smile.
‘I’m hungry.’ Mikey suddenly whined, hurriedly opening one cabinet then putting two slices of bread in the toaster,
Rolling my eyes and giggling I clutched some Lucky Charms and stared to fill the bowl, splashing milk in with it. Sitting at the dining table I fiddled with the spoon, deeply thinking about Gee.
He lied to me.
Twitching my nose I scooped a load of chewy marshmallow and cereal in my mouth, Mikey swiftly joining me, munching on his toast. The door bell rang and Mikey sighed and walked towards the door, toast hanging out his mouth.
‘Morning sunshine!’ A voice screamed happily.
Ray strolled into the kitchen with Mikey close behind, his brown curly hair bouncing, a guitar strapped to his back, his shirt buttons done up unevenly.
‘You’re happy Ray.’ I said, finishing my cereal.
‘He always fucking is in the mornings, stupidly happy.’ Mikey grunted annoyed.
‘Stop complaining Mikey and man up!’ I winked childishly, Ray bursting into laughter.
‘Says the one wearing eyeliner!’ He retorted, pushing his glasses up his nose.
Pushing my chair out I stood up and started to square up to Mikey, his face draining of colour. Sticking my tongue out at him I slapped his ass and ran out giggling, pulling out my cigarettes from my jeans pockets. I sparked up and shivered slightly. It was surprisingly sunny but still ridiculously cold.
‘Frank! We need to go otherwise we’ll be late!’ Ray boomed, his head hanging out the door.
Nodding I got up and rushed inside, flinging on a plain black hoody. Mikey was already waiting outside, looking fed up. After Ray and I joined him we started to walk towards school, Ray chatting away about Iron Maiden. I tried to engage in conversation but it was way too early, and Mikey wasn’t even attempting to try.
A car horn beeped and a white car pulled up beside us, causing Mikey to curse violently. The window rolled down and two trouble hazel eyes peeped out, newly washed black hair hanging limply at thin shoulder.
‘Frankie please get in.’ A soft familiar voice begged.
Bending down I looked at Gerard’s damaged face, his eyes bloodshot slightly, a black waistcoat hugging his figure perfectly and a neatly iron red t-shirt complementing his porcelain lily white skin.
Hesitating I glanced at Mikey’s face, his expression clearly not impressed. Rolling his eyes he tugged at Ray’s arm and they carried on walking, Ray’s face confused. Biting my lip I opened the door and sat inside, my shoulders hunched. Gerard started to pull away from the kerb and turned his stereo down, scratching his head.
‘Look Frankie, it wasn’t my fault. Levi made me take the pills an-‘
‘Stop right there Gerard!’ I interrupted, snapping. ‘You didn’t have to take the pills, you didn’t have to drink the alcohol, but you did. Why the fuck are you with that asshole?’
‘Because it’s not like I have anyone else!’ He bit back, his hand clenching the steering wheel tighter.
‘You had me! And you fucked it up!’ I shouted, my eyes not moving from his beautiful face.
The car halted and skidded violently, the wheels screeching and my heart pounding heavily.
‘WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU PLAYING AT?’ I screamed, flailing my arms above my head in anguish.
Gerard grabbed my jumper with both hands and pulled me close, his sweet breath hitting my face, his warm eyes staring into mine.
‘I love you Frankie. I need you.’ He chocked, fiercely pressing his mouth to mine, forcing his tongue inside my mouth.
Pushing him away I flipped him off, chucking myself out the car and slamming the door shut. Gerard scrambled out after me and rushed to my side, clutching onto my jacket, stopping me from moving.
‘Please don’t leave me.’ He wheezed weakly, his hand touching my face.
I felt my heart strings pull painfully. I’ve made my choice.
‘No Gerard, you won’t change. You have Levi, and…I have Mikey. Now get back in the car and forget about us.’ I stated calmly, panting.
Looking defeated, Gerard swallowed and returned to his car pulling into the school car park. Sighing I rubbed my eyes, promising myself I wouldn’t waste anymore tears on Gerard.
My brain seemed relieved that I chose Mikey, the safest option. Yet I couldn’t help but feel my heart break, as it screamed at me to go back to Gerard and tell him how I really felt. How beautiful and special he was. How talented and how much he deserves. How Levi is a fucking wanker and that he could stop his addictions, I would be there every step of the way.
How I love him and I’ve never felt this way about anyone in my life.
But people don’t change.
Gerard POV
Tears brimming my eyes I clutched to the steering wheel tight, my knuckles turning white. Burying my face in my hands I started to cry, my heart shattering. I love him so fucking much and I’ve ruined it.
Breathing quickly my hands started to tremble violently, so I reached into my bag and pulled out my medication, popping two in my mouth. Wiping my eyes with the back of my hand I forced myself out the car, flinging my bag over my shoulder and locking the doors.
I lent on the window and pulled out my fags, deciding I would now spend my time following my plan. I couldn't live any longer, nothing goes right for me.
Squinting at the italic writing I read:
‘From the lights to the pavement’
Okay, back to step one. Regain the trust from my Mom, Frankie and Mikey. I need to push my self into the limelight and guarantee that I’m recovering, then I can crash back down without them noticing. This time I shall definitely not drink or take drugs when I’m around them, only when I’m on my own or with Levi.
Nodding my head strongly to myself I lit my fag and walked confidently towards the school gates, rowdy students pushing past me and screaming at each other.
Oh my fucking God you only saw each other yesterday stop fucking screaming!
Grinding my teeth, I flicked the cigarette away and walked through the tall iron gates, the old building creaking in the icy breeze. Groups of friends were huddled in corners, laughing together, their warm breath showing in the polluted air. I walked past a group of kids and they hushed their voices, pointing at me.
Nervously, I covered my eyes with my hair and walked faster, keeping my head down. The jocks started to shout at me, trying to aggravate me and get another reaction from me. I just ignored them, my cheeks reddening.
Someone pulled my arm and made me stumble into a corner, my face burning.
‘Dude what the fuck?’ I began to hiss, before recognising the face.
‘Leave Frankie alone Gee. It’s not fair on him. I want you to get better, don’t get me wrong, but I can’t allow Frankie to get pulled into it, he’s got his own problems.’ Mikey hissed, whispering fairly loudly.
Coughing I shook his grip from me and sorted out my collar, then rubbed my neck.
The plan Gerard.
‘Okay Mikey. I understand.’ I replied, smiling.
Mikey’s anger drained from his face and was replaced with pure shock. I ruffled his hair and pulled him into a tight hug, kissing his forehead.
‘Mikey, Frankie really likes you, look after him, you have to promise me that.’ I whispered softly in his ear, still cradling my baby brother.
‘I promise, please get better Gee, I miss this.’ He choked, nuzzling into my neck, his hair tickling my skin.
‘I promise Mikes.’ I replied, my eyes on the verge of streaming with tears.
I carefully pushed him away and patted him on the shoulder, signalling to him that he could go. He cuddled me again and skipped towards Frankie and Ray, his face beaming. Mikey started to talk to them excitedly, causing Frankie to glance at me. I raised my hand in a small wave and he frowned ever so slightly.
Before I could say anything to him the bell rang and a wave of sighs filled outside, sleepy teenagers trudging off to their first lesson, shuffling slowly. Moaning to myself I flipped open my wallet and pulled out my time table.
Science.
Shit, Frankie sits next to me.
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