I'm In Love With A Boy Named Frank

As soon as Frank got Gerard to his house, he gave him a hug.

"Sorry, Gee. I gotta go home, Mom wants me home early tonight."

Gerard gave a half-crooked smile, "OK, Frankie."

When Gerard stepped inside he found Mikey watching TV.

"Hey, Mikes. How'd you get home so early?"

"Ray drove me here. He can drive surprisingly fast when he really wants to."

Gerard winced.

"Gee?" Mikey looked worried.

"I'm FINE Mikey!" Gerard said suddenly.

"Gerard! You're NOT, you have bandages on your arms, and you have kickball imprints!"

"Yea, kickball turned into, 'Lets all kick Gerard's butt.' "

The living room was blurring before his eyes.

He sat on the ground.

"Mikes..." Gerrard gasped before throwing up on the carpet.

"Oh, man, Gerard. Where does it hurt?"

"My whole body hurts."

"Do you want me to call Frank over?"

Gerard nodded weakly.

"Hey, Frank. Its Mikey. Gee isn't feeling too good, he wants you to come over."

"OK, I'll be over soon."

Mikey put down the phone.

"Gee, Frank's coming over, is that OK?"

Gerard nodded, that was all he could do now.

The doorbell rang.

"That must be Frank. Stay here Gee."

Mikey got up and walked to the door.

"Hey, where's the sick boy?"

"He's in the living room. It might smell funny because he puked today."

Frank walked in.

"Hey, Gee."

Gerard looked up and winced.

"Lemme see you for a minute," Frank said, lifting up Gerard's shirt.

He saw a huge bruise across Gerard's stomach, and a cut by his shoulder.

"Why, Gee? Why don't you tell anyone what they do to you?" Frank whispered in Gerard's ear.

"Because...I don't want them ragging on me more."

"Getting pummled by dodgeballs counts as abuse Gee. They know they're not supposed to throw that hard."

Frank pused the hair out of Gerard's eyes, "Besides. I need someone to hang around with, so don't go dying now."

"OK, Frankie."

Gerard sighed.

"Frankie? I'm not feeling so..." He groaned before collapsing in Frank's arms.

Frank lifted up Gerard and took him to his room.

"Geez, Gee. You're heavy," Frank mutterd. He laid Gerard on his bed and tucked him in.

"Get better. And tell a teacher or something. Those guys could kill you."

"F...Frankie?"

"Hmm?"

Gerard was about to awnser then he puked on the floor. Frank noticed there was less than last time.

"Take these Gee," He said handing Gerard some advil.

Gerard dry swallowed the pills and fell asleep with Frank sitting with him.

"What is wrong with you Gee? You're eating fine now...but why are you still sick?" Frank thought out loud.

Frank walked away and let Gerard sleep.