Skylines and Turnstiles

Gerard’s P.O.V.

Last night was amazing. I can’t even believe it really happened. It seemed to perfect, and now here I am. Holding the love of my life in my arms. It feels like a dream. An amazing dream.
Suddenly I hear Britney spears blaring from my phone. Shit. I quickly move Frankie, trying not to wake him. I succeed. I answer my phone in a whisper.
“Hello?”
“Gerard, where the fuck are you? You were supposed to be at work 2 hours ago!” My boss yelled. Fuck I hate him.
“Oh shit, I totally forgot. I’ll be there soon I promise.”
“You better be Gerard, we can hire plenty of losers to draw in newspapers,” my boss yelled before hanging up the phone. Asshole. I have to get there soon. I need this job. I rush around Frankie’s room attempting to locate my pants and shirt. I so want to wake him up to say goodbye but I can’t do it. He looks to amazing when he sleeps. When I have everything I walk over to Frankie. He may not be awake but I still want to say goodbye.
“Goodbye baby, I love you, forever and always.” I’m not too sure if I was seeing things but I could have sworn he just smiled self consciously. My heart skipped a beat as that smile of his always did. I take one last look at my angel before walking out of him room, and out of his house. I drove to work with a smile on my face. I have a feeling it’s going to be a good day.
After about an hour of driving to work I got a text from Mikey asking me where I was. It worried me a little. I decided to call him.
“H-hello?” He answered, sounding pissed off.
“Hey Mikes, It’s Gee.”
“Oh hey,” he sighed. Sounding disappointed. What the fuck?
“Are you okay?”
“No, no I’m not okay,” he spat down the phone.
“What did I do? Shouldn't’t you be at Frank’s house?”
“I think you should get over here.” Oh god...This can’t be good.
“Can’t I meet you after work?”
“Now Gerard!” Mikey yelled.
“Okay, I’ll be there in an hour.”
“Bye.” Was all he said before hanging up. I became increasingly worried. What could it be. Unless. Oh no. It can’t be. Does he know about Frank and I. Why else would he be mad and wanting me to get over there ASAP. Oh shit. If he knows it’s all over. Frankie and I can’t keep seeing each other. We’d have to break up. There is no way I’m letting that happen. Frankie is my forever. No matter what I will be with him. But I know Frankie. He won’t do that to Mikey. I hate that caring nature of his sometimes.
After what seemed like the longest car ride ever I arrived at Frank’s house. I had just been there not a few hours earlier. Here I was again. Under different circumstances of course. That car ride gave me a long time to think about everything. Of course the worse possibilities were going through my mind. I began feeling sick. I hesitated before knocking on the door. Here goes nothing. It seems my dream has just turned into a nightmare.
“Come in.” Mikey said bitterly. This can’t be good.
“Mikey what’s going o...Frankie- Frank, what happened?” I said halfway through asking what was going on as I saw my poor angel lying on the couch in tears,
“You tell me Gerard?” Okay, now I’m stuck. I had no idea what to say to him. Stay cool Gerard stay cool.
“Okay Mikey, I’m so confused. What the fuck is going on and what am I doing here?” I asked Mikey, looking towards Frankie for any sign of what was going on. He just turned away. Why couldn't’t he look at me?
“Yes Frankie, what is he doing here?” Frankie just kept his head down.
“What the fuck is going on between you and Frank, Gerard?” That question sure did take me by surprise.
“W-what?” Was all I could get out. Shit! I had to get out of this. I have to be with Frankie and I can’t if Mikey finds out like this.
“You heard me Gerard, answer!” Mikey spat. It’s a really good thing I’m a fantastic liar.
I began to laugh . Well pretend to anyway.
“M-me and Frankie?” I said in between fake laughs.
“I’m serious Gerard!”
“Dude, He’s a kid! Oh and one other thing. He’s a guy! I’d sooner date you than him!” I saw Frankie’s face drop as I said that. I’m sorry my angel but it has to be done.
“Well why did he wake up this morning and say come back to bed Gerard?”
“I don’t know? He’s a 15 year old kid, like you’ve never had fantasies not involving Frank, what does Frank having a dream have to do with me?” I saw Mikey’s face calm down.
“S-so, nothing’s going on between you and Frank?” I walked up to Mikey and looked him right in the eyes before saying,
“He wishes.” Saying all these words hurt me so much. I saw as a tear rolled down Frank’s face. I felt my heart break as he cried. I’m so sorry my angel. Please, please forgive me.