Another Man
It was a cold morning in New Jersey, this town I've grown up in, this place full of drug dealers, gangs, murderers, rapists and criminals . . . very few good things come out of here, even less perfect things, but I know where to find one of those perfect things.
After a long night of partying with the hottest guys in New Jersey I was trashed, I stumbled home, up the stairs and fumbled through my jeans pockets trying to find my key, once I found it I quietly unlocked the door.
"GEE, I home" stretching out the 'o' in home, walking around the corner expecting to see Gerard siting there reading as per-usual, but seeing him with a guy on his lap, sucking each other's faces off.
"Uhhhh, ummmm, h-hey, I wasn't expecting you to be home so early" he chocked out, in a surprised voice.
"I can see that. . ." I replied in a subtle but quiet voice, almost muttering it.
"b-but frank I can explain what's happe-" *gets cut off*
"You don't need to explain why you're sucking faces with another man!" I said, not even realising I had said 'another man'.
"You just said 'Another man?' what do you mean by that?" he asked, with his irresistibly cute smirk.
"Nothing, I didn't mean to say that!" I declared.
"Frank . . . are you . . . by any chance, jealous?" he laughed as he smugly asked another question.
"NO, why the hell would I be jealous" I said in a quick voice *ahh crap, why did I have to say another man?*
"Awe, Frankie's jealous!" he teased whilst while pushing the other man off of him, trying to stand up.
"N-no I'm not, I-It just came as a surprise to me t-that you were kissing a g-guy, I thought you liked chicks?" almost running short of breath as he walked over to me.
"Oh frank, what to do with you?" he asked, while wrapping his arms around me and resting his head on mine, because I'm shorter than him.
I wasn't sure if I was supposed to hug him back or push him away, the other man just sat there staring and smiling, probably thinking he was gonna get a threesome or something, it was creepy. Gerard told him he could leave now, so he stood up walked over to the door and slammed in to the wall when he opened it making a dent and slamming it shut again, not even saying anything, I think he was a male prostitute.