12-1-08 Author's Note:
M'kay, I don't care. I'm putting this sequel up for y'all anyway.
I'll just have to remember to back up this story, since I didn't back up And I'll End This Direst on this computer (my sister accidentally crashed the computer I wrote Direst on, so I had to re-type everything chapter by chapter).
By the way, if you ever want to re-read Direst, it is SLOWLY but surely going up on LiveJournal and FicWad. See me for details.
In the meantime, enjoy the sequel. I've made some edits, so if you've already read this part, forget what you've read so far.
Thanks :)
Author's Note:
Okay, here it is! This story takes place at the beginning of the school year, a summer after Gerard and Frank met. It starts on the first day of eleventh grade for these two lovebirds, so enjoy from here!
Thank you for being so interested in "And I'll End This Direst." I hope you enjoy this one just as much!
Love you all, -xmcrloverx
P.S. If you don't understand parts of this story, you will have to stop and search for "And I'll End This Direst: a Frerard story." Hint: It will make a lot more sense to you when you do ;) Enjoy!
The Damage You've Inflicted: the Direst sequel
Frank's POV
"Hey, Gee!" I had to shout to be heard over the noisy halls during class change. He still couldn't hear me over the earsplitting people, so I tried again. "Way!" I bellowed. People always heard their last name when calling their first name didn't work, I'd learned. Gerard, a few groups of people ahead of me, stopped dead in his tracks and turned around, looking confused. I grinned and maneuvered my way around pissed people, who were now yelling at him to keep walking to class. When I caught up to him, he laughed and put an arm around me, furtively kissing me on the cheek.
"Oh, hey, Frankie. The new school year sucks; I don't see you enough. We don't even have lunch together." He looked at his schedule, double-checking where his next class was. I looked at mine, even though I knew exactly where I was going for the rest of the day.
"I know, babe. That's what home is for," I grinned, squeezing his shoulder. "But hey, we graduate next year. We'll see each other then." He laughed, and I glanced at his schedule. "We have the last class of the day together. Science. Just like last year," I said. I couldn't stop smiling.
"What do you have now?" he asked. I showed him my schedule in response. "Oh, history? I hate that class. I have art; I'm ready for it. It'll be nice to escape for a few minutes and draw a little. Then we'll see each other in science. Can't wait, babe," he said, giving me one last peck on the lips before slipping away from me to his art class as the late bell rang. I sighed, still grinning like an idiot, and made my way to my history class.
The period went by in a daze; I'd spent all day worrying about how Gerard would react to the first day of school. He spent last year suicidal and depressed, and I was going to make sure it didn't happen again. So far was so good, though, but I still wanted to keep an eye out for him. Elena had asked me to as well.
Finally, the bell rang, and I heard none any of the class rules or the stupid "ice-breaker" games that let you "get to know" your classmates. We were too old for those, anyway. I left my seat and made my way out the door, heading for my science class.
I was checking the room numbers on the door and looking at my schedule when I heard my name being called from across the hallway. I looked up at the mention of "Iero," and saw a boy dressed in black, complete with long hair and a pot laugh. Just like mine.
"Yeah?" I had never seen this guy before; I wondered how he knew my name. An expression I couldn't read flickered across his face, and he smirked. God, he reminded me so much of Gerard.
"Oh, nothing. I was just making sure I got the right person," he said, and strode away before I could ask who he was. Standing confused for a second, I shrugged it off and continued to try to find my science class. I was getting close when, for a second time:
"Frank!"
"What?" I barked, annoyed. I turned around and glared at the person who called me again.
"Whoa. Sorry, I—you okay?" Gerard's brow furrowed, and my eyes softened. I smiled and apologized.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I just thought you were someone else. Some kid who I've never seen before just came up to me and made sure I was the person they were looking for. It was weird."
"Hmm, that is weird," he commented. "Hopefully he isn't trying to start something. But have you noticed that no one seems to care that their school has gays in it? We're making a statement, Frankie!"
It was true; we were making a statement. No one had bothered us at all since last year, and now more people were less afraid of showing who they were. It made me proud that we were setting the example and helping people overcome fears of other people. "See, Gee, I told you we would show them," I beamed at him, earning a kiss in response.
"I believed you, Frankie," he grinned back. "Now, do you know where our science class is? I've been looking for it for five minutes."
Fifteen minutes later, we walked into our science class, tardy as hell. Something about that kid that talked to me earlier irked me, and I couldn't get him out of my head. I was going to go crazy if I didn't find out who he was and why he wanted to know if I was Frank Iero.
This year was going to be a crazy one, I could feel it.