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When Frank opened the door at ass o'clock in the morning to find a tear-stained Gerard on his porch, he wasn't surprised at all. He knew if Gerard went to the party he would get hurt, but he just hoped that he left before it was too late.
He ushered the hysteric boy into the house and onto the couch where he wrapped a blanket around his shivering frame. He bundled Gerard into his arms and quietly shushed him, rocking him back and forth.
"y-you were right," Gerard whispered once he'd calmed down, " I refused the a-alcohol and the drugs t-then he hit me and his friend came out and asked when I was going to suck him off and then he said he… he paid for it,"
Frank wiped away the tears that began to fall down Gerard's red cheeks again and kissed the top of his head. "This is why you should have told us what was happening, sweetheart. Then we could have stopped all this happening before it got this far. I hate seeing you like this Gee,"
"M'sorry Frankie. Bert was right, I am useless. I can't even tell what's normal in a relationship and what's not. This is all my fault,"
"Don't speak like that! It's not your fault; it's that fucking dickhead's fault!" Frank was beginning to get angry. Not at Gerard, but at that bastard's for making him feel like this.
Gerard shrank back and whispered an apology, hugging his arms around his torso. Frank felt like shit, he just scared the poor man more than he already was.
"I don't see why you're still with him," Frank started, gnawing on his lips, "he was never that good to begin with. He's not giving you anything, Gerard. He's just taking everything from you,"
Frank was probably going to regret this, but he really couldn't bring himself to care. He needed to tell him. "I could give you the world gee,"
Gerard was quiet for a moment and Frank thought he'd fucked up royally. He opened his mouth to correct himself when Gerard's tiny voice broke the silence.
"…what?"
Well, Frank thought, he'd already dug his grave so he might as well lie in it. "I like you… a lot more than just friends… for a while now actually, before you even got with Bert,"
"You… like me? W-why did you tell me Frankie…" Gerard breathed, peering up at Frank from where he was protectively in his lap.
"I was scared… you were so… so sassy, I didn't think you would even look at me in that way… and I didn't want to risk what we had,"
Gerard shrugged Frank's arms off him and sat up properly, resting his bony hands on his shoulders.
"What are you-"Frank was cut off by tentative, chapped lips upon his own. After a moment's hesitation, Frank curled a lock of Gerard's black hair around his index finger and caught Gerard's bottom lip between his two. Gerard licked at Frank's lip, begging him for entrance which he was eventually granted.
Frank nudged Gerard's chest and climbed on top of the boy once he was flat on his back. He attacked Gerard's neck with his lips and teeth, creating several red marks on the once untarnished flesh. Artistic fingers clutched at his jaw, bringing his lips to Gerard's impatient ones for a bruising kiss.
Frank was snapped out of his daze when he felt his shirt being slid up his torso. He pulled away from Gerard, their lips smacking in an almost obscene way, and sat up on his heels at the end of the couch. Gerard propped himself up on his forearms and looked up at the other male, his face a mixture of hurt and confusion.
"What's wrong Frankie?"
"We… we can't Gee," Frank sighed, rubbing his temples to help prevent the headache that was slowly forming.
"Why not? Do you… not want me?"
"What? No, Gerard, of course I do-"
"Then what's the problem? You want me and I want you," A tiny crease formed in between the elder's eyebrows, as all hurt and confusion was replaced with frustration.
"What about Bert?"
"What about him? What he doesn't now won't hurt him and besides, he was trying to sell me off tonight anyway," Gerard sat up properly and tugged on the neck hole of Frank's band shirt, pulling him closer. He wrapped his arms around the other male's waist and pressed a kiss to his slightly parted lips.
Frank reluctantly gave into his desires and kissed the boy back. It wasn't long before both of their shirts were discarded and they were whining into each others mouths. Gerard squirmed out from under Frank and up, holding his hand out to him. Frank used Gerard to help himself stand then wrapped the boy in his arms. Gerard sighed in contentment; he'd never felt this safe anywhere, not even when he was with Bert during one of their affectionate moments.
As Frank led them through the hallway to his bedroom, turning off all the lights on their way, he thanked to whoever was up there that he managed to convince his mom to go away with her friends for the weekend.
He ushered the hysteric boy into the house and onto the couch where he wrapped a blanket around his shivering frame. He bundled Gerard into his arms and quietly shushed him, rocking him back and forth.
"y-you were right," Gerard whispered once he'd calmed down, " I refused the a-alcohol and the drugs t-then he hit me and his friend came out and asked when I was going to suck him off and then he said he… he paid for it,"
Frank wiped away the tears that began to fall down Gerard's red cheeks again and kissed the top of his head. "This is why you should have told us what was happening, sweetheart. Then we could have stopped all this happening before it got this far. I hate seeing you like this Gee,"
"M'sorry Frankie. Bert was right, I am useless. I can't even tell what's normal in a relationship and what's not. This is all my fault,"
"Don't speak like that! It's not your fault; it's that fucking dickhead's fault!" Frank was beginning to get angry. Not at Gerard, but at that bastard's for making him feel like this.
Gerard shrank back and whispered an apology, hugging his arms around his torso. Frank felt like shit, he just scared the poor man more than he already was.
"I don't see why you're still with him," Frank started, gnawing on his lips, "he was never that good to begin with. He's not giving you anything, Gerard. He's just taking everything from you,"
Frank was probably going to regret this, but he really couldn't bring himself to care. He needed to tell him. "I could give you the world gee,"
Gerard was quiet for a moment and Frank thought he'd fucked up royally. He opened his mouth to correct himself when Gerard's tiny voice broke the silence.
"…what?"
Well, Frank thought, he'd already dug his grave so he might as well lie in it. "I like you… a lot more than just friends… for a while now actually, before you even got with Bert,"
"You… like me? W-why did you tell me Frankie…" Gerard breathed, peering up at Frank from where he was protectively in his lap.
"I was scared… you were so… so sassy, I didn't think you would even look at me in that way… and I didn't want to risk what we had,"
Gerard shrugged Frank's arms off him and sat up properly, resting his bony hands on his shoulders.
"What are you-"Frank was cut off by tentative, chapped lips upon his own. After a moment's hesitation, Frank curled a lock of Gerard's black hair around his index finger and caught Gerard's bottom lip between his two. Gerard licked at Frank's lip, begging him for entrance which he was eventually granted.
Frank nudged Gerard's chest and climbed on top of the boy once he was flat on his back. He attacked Gerard's neck with his lips and teeth, creating several red marks on the once untarnished flesh. Artistic fingers clutched at his jaw, bringing his lips to Gerard's impatient ones for a bruising kiss.
Frank was snapped out of his daze when he felt his shirt being slid up his torso. He pulled away from Gerard, their lips smacking in an almost obscene way, and sat up on his heels at the end of the couch. Gerard propped himself up on his forearms and looked up at the other male, his face a mixture of hurt and confusion.
"What's wrong Frankie?"
"We… we can't Gee," Frank sighed, rubbing his temples to help prevent the headache that was slowly forming.
"Why not? Do you… not want me?"
"What? No, Gerard, of course I do-"
"Then what's the problem? You want me and I want you," A tiny crease formed in between the elder's eyebrows, as all hurt and confusion was replaced with frustration.
"What about Bert?"
"What about him? What he doesn't now won't hurt him and besides, he was trying to sell me off tonight anyway," Gerard sat up properly and tugged on the neck hole of Frank's band shirt, pulling him closer. He wrapped his arms around the other male's waist and pressed a kiss to his slightly parted lips.
Frank reluctantly gave into his desires and kissed the boy back. It wasn't long before both of their shirts were discarded and they were whining into each others mouths. Gerard squirmed out from under Frank and up, holding his hand out to him. Frank used Gerard to help himself stand then wrapped the boy in his arms. Gerard sighed in contentment; he'd never felt this safe anywhere, not even when he was with Bert during one of their affectionate moments.
As Frank led them through the hallway to his bedroom, turning off all the lights on their way, he thanked to whoever was up there that he managed to convince his mom to go away with her friends for the weekend.
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