Cemetery boy chapter 2
We finally reach this cafe Gerard suggested we go to. It looks pretty shabby (well we do live in New Jersey.)
Gerard opens the door into the poorly lit cafe and I follow. We walk up to the counter where a red haired waitress serves us. I pay for the coffee seeing as I did kick Gerard in the stomach, we thank the waitress and go sit in a booth.
Gerard gulps down his coffee looking happier than before. Now that we're in the light I can see him properly, he has hazel eyes just like my own, he has jet black shoulder length hair poorly kept and then I realise why kids pick on him so much his skin is deathly pale and he wears dark clothes and lines his eyes with black pencil.
His eyes look full of pain and worry, I start to realise I've been staring at him.
"So do you like comic books?" I ask causally as I caress the un- drunken coffee in my hands.
"Do I?" Gerard's face instantly lights up which is good because any longer and I could have climbed over the table to hug him.
"What ones?"
"Like all of them mostly superhero."
"Awesome I like watchmen and X-men."
"I love doom patrol!" It looks like the excitement will burst out of him any minute.
"I wish you are in my classes instead of a load of jocks." Says Gerard.
"Yeah that would be awesome, do you have any friends?"
"Well sort of, I mean people sometimes talk to me about the lesson or homework."
"I don't have any friends either Gerard." I say to show he's not alone.
"Well it won't be so bad now because I have you Frank!" Wow Gerard has some serious mood swings but it's quite nice that's what makes him different.
I stare out the window looking at mine and Gerard's reflection he's kinda cute actually well to me anyway. I look back at him wondering what the time is.
"Hey Gerard what time is it?" Gerard takes his phone from his back pocket looking at the screen.
"1:15am, why do you have to be home?"
"Well I should already be home but I don't think I'll be able to sleep now that I've just drunk some coffee." I giggle.
"Fair point, my parents don't really care."
"So if you don't mind me asking how and why are you abused?" I put out interested in my new friends life.
"Same reason as school, not having enough friends and being gay, it's my dad he's not very accepting."
"Yeah I understand, rough."
"Well it won't now I have you!" Gerard gleams reaching over the table to touch my hand with his. I almost flinch feeling his cold skin on mine but I steady myself and smile back.
We stay like this for a while in silence, holding hands, just looking at each other. A short time later the sun rises and I wonder how I'm going to get home.
"Need a ride back?" Asks Gerard looking at me kindly.
"Yeah, would you mind."
"Course not, come with me." I follow Gerard out the cafe and soon enough we get to his car. He unlocks it and I get in the passenger's seat, strapping on the seatbelt, Gerard gets in and starts up the car.
"Just give me the directions and we'll have you home in no time!" Beams Gerard.
"OK thanks." He starts driving and I start telling him where I live.
