Status: I am going from where I last left off
I found you, now I have to fix you?
A Fight Never Meant To Happen
Franks POV
Talk about piss me off. I CANNOT believe that damn Mikey is getting all over my Gee. I just don't get why Gee is allowing it. Is he fucking blind?!?
As I see Mikey wrap his arms around him in a hug I lose it. It is teh fuckIng last day of the week and this ASSHOLE is all over him!!!
"Gerard come talk to me." he gives me a look of 'huh?' and he follows me to the hall.
"Gerard. Why the he'll are you letting him get all over you?!?!" I say in a hushed tone. He rolls his eyes.
"Frank we aren't necessarily open about our relationship. And We have just gotten real close ok? God, I swear you think you own me." the fuck? I AM his boyfriend. I'm allowed to be jealous. I cross my arms and leave. Fuck this. I'm not gonna deal with him. I don't wanna make anything worse.
I head home and go to our second house. I go in the music room. Hmm. What can I destroy?
I go and grab some of the drawings that I had done that Gee had taught me and put them in the firepit my parents never use.... I grab my pics (guitar) I grab songbooks and I grab gees clothing that he came here In. I also grab Gerards favorite picture of us. Fuck him. Letting some fuck touch him.
I have always been this way. Destroy things around me. If I have a bad thought or day I hurt things. I just... Do.
I look around for more things and come up with lots of drawings. They all look like shit anyway. I see gerard running to the house. I grab a lighter and wait by the firepit.
"Frank?" he asks. Looking suddenly small, his eyes flickering green.
"How much do the drawings mean to you?" I ask in one of the voices I have never heard from myself.
"Alot.... Why?" hmm. Guess what?
"So... You mean alot to me. You let yourself be touched by him. Like fire to paper. Correct? So... Maybe you would like to know how it feels?" I lite up the drawing of us. I drop it in with everything else. I smirk at his hurt face, then look to the fire. Perfect. Gerard just stares to the fire.
I run in the house and pack a bag. I need to go somewhere tonight. I cant be near him right now. I hate him right now.
Talk about piss me off. I CANNOT believe that damn Mikey is getting all over my Gee. I just don't get why Gee is allowing it. Is he fucking blind?!?
As I see Mikey wrap his arms around him in a hug I lose it. It is teh fuckIng last day of the week and this ASSHOLE is all over him!!!
"Gerard come talk to me." he gives me a look of 'huh?' and he follows me to the hall.
"Gerard. Why the he'll are you letting him get all over you?!?!" I say in a hushed tone. He rolls his eyes.
"Frank we aren't necessarily open about our relationship. And We have just gotten real close ok? God, I swear you think you own me." the fuck? I AM his boyfriend. I'm allowed to be jealous. I cross my arms and leave. Fuck this. I'm not gonna deal with him. I don't wanna make anything worse.
I head home and go to our second house. I go in the music room. Hmm. What can I destroy?
I go and grab some of the drawings that I had done that Gee had taught me and put them in the firepit my parents never use.... I grab my pics (guitar) I grab songbooks and I grab gees clothing that he came here In. I also grab Gerards favorite picture of us. Fuck him. Letting some fuck touch him.
I have always been this way. Destroy things around me. If I have a bad thought or day I hurt things. I just... Do.
I look around for more things and come up with lots of drawings. They all look like shit anyway. I see gerard running to the house. I grab a lighter and wait by the firepit.
"Frank?" he asks. Looking suddenly small, his eyes flickering green.
"How much do the drawings mean to you?" I ask in one of the voices I have never heard from myself.
"Alot.... Why?" hmm. Guess what?
"So... You mean alot to me. You let yourself be touched by him. Like fire to paper. Correct? So... Maybe you would like to know how it feels?" I lite up the drawing of us. I drop it in with everything else. I smirk at his hurt face, then look to the fire. Perfect. Gerard just stares to the fire.
I run in the house and pack a bag. I need to go somewhere tonight. I cant be near him right now. I hate him right now.
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YeeAhh. Sorry for the wait.