Franks POV;
Gerard whispered his name to me, this is Bert, Frank.
Bert. Who the fuck was he?
"Hey Gee..." Bert smirked as he said these words.
"Um, hey Bert" Gerard let go of my hand and went to shake Berts hand, but Bert pulled Gerard into a hug.
I filled with jealousy; you could tell Gee didn't want to hug Bert.
"Um, so Bert… why are you here?" Gee laughed nervously, and smiled crookedly.
"Thanks man, nice to see you too," Bert replied, laughing. "I moved to this school after allot of shit happened, can I come to your house after? I'll tell you about the shit, and I need to see Mikey too!" Bert finished.
"Um… well…" Gerard didn't want to hurt Bert after just seeing him again, so of course he was going to say yes. "I guess, yeah but not for too long, I have… stuff to do." He glanced at me, and I grabbed his hand, and shot a look at Bert, who didn't look happy.
"So, Gee, what's up? What's going on in your life?" He grabbed Gerard and began walking up the hall, Gerard seemed oblivious to what was happening, of course he would be. Gerard was a nice guy, he didn't want to hurt allot of people, I guess.
"Well, um… I have a boyfri-" Bert cut him off, on purpose, he knew me and Gee were together, and obviously, he didn't like the idea.
"Do you know where this class is, Gee?" Bert knew the school, it wasn't THAT big.
Bert was already pissing me off.
"Yeah man, it's upstairs and around the corner, first class you see." Gerard smiled, Bert smiled back, gazing into Gees eyes. I was really getting jealous now.
The day had gone by quickly. I had no classes with Gerard, but however, Gerard had quite a few classes with Bert, so of course, I got worried, but not for long because I knew Gerard loved me, and Bert wasn't going to change that.
Finally the bell rang, I ran out of the classroom, put my books in my locker and walked out of school. I soon heard Gee shout my name and run after me.
"Frankie!" He shouted, I didn't turn I just kept walking as if I didn't hear him call my name. "Frankie, baby!" I heard him call again, this time he grabbed my hand and pulled me around. "Frank, did I… did I do something wrong or? Are you mad at me?" His words shot through my heart like bullets. My heart wasn't so bulletproof after all.
"No! Why would you think that ?" I practically screamed at Gerard. He seemed so hurt. I just hurt the one I loved, and it killed me, but I couldn't help it, Gee needed to know how the stunt in the hallway today made me feel.
"Frank… I don't understand… what did I do?" Gerard seemed generally confused. He really had no idea what I was talking about.
"Exactly! Gerard you didn't noticed did you?" I was so angry, I myself didn't fully understand why.
"Frank! What the fuck did I do? Tell me!" Gerard's hurt turned to a little bit of anger, of course it would, I was screaming at him.
"Forget it! Just go home with Bert!" I suddenly realized what I just said. Gerards jaw dropped.
"What? This is about Bert? Are you fucking kidding me? Frank, you know I love you! How could you be jealous?" Gerard was angry and confused. I don't know what I'm jealous.
" I don't know! Argh, forget it! I'm going home!" With that, I walked away, I wasn't expecting Gerard to come after, and he didn't anyway, why would he? I was just a complete jerk to him.
"Gee are you ok?" I could hear Bert ask Gerard from behind me.
"Uh, Yeah… yeah I'm fine." Gerard replied. He hated me. I could feel it. What the fuck was wrong with me?
Gerard POV;
We got back to my house and went down to my room after Bert said hello to Mikey, we talked about my artwork, and why he got kicked out of his old school, and then Bert asked me;.
"Hey Gee, what happened with you and Frank earlier today?" Bert asked me, seeming worried.
"Oh nothing happened." I replied vaguely. He could tell I was lying.
"MAN, I'm not stupid! You guys were screaming at each other in the middle of the street, obviously something happened." Bert put his hand on my shoulder, I flinched but then relaxed.
"Okay fine, I don't know, I think Frank was… was jealous of you…" I told Bert, staring at the carpet.
"Why… would he be jealous of me?" Bert asked me, seeming confused but very curious.
"Because Bert, the way you were acting! I mean, it's obvious we have had a history, and obviously Frank knows too." I flinched again, until then straightening up to look Bert in the eyes.
"Why does it matter if we have a history? Shouldn't Frank, your boyfriend, be able to overlook that?" Bert had obviously figured out by now, it was obvious, I guess.
"Yeah, I guess you're right." I smiled at Bert, and I noticed he had gotten closer than he was a few moments ago.
"Look, Gerard, if Frank is jealous over something that happened a long time ago, does he really deserve you?" Bert ran his finger up my leg. I could feel my heart racing, getting quicker and quicker by the minute, but not out of pleasure, but out of sickness and nervousness.
"Bert… what are you doing?" I slightly moved Berts hand back down my leg, as he was getting extremely close to my crotch.
"But, Gee…" Bert didn't allow himself to finish, he leaned forwards and kissed my neck, moving down towards my collar bone, I moaned quietly, and then pulled away. Bert smiled devilishly and thrust himself on me. He kissed me aggressively, and ran his fingers in circles over my "crotch area" in my skinny jeans. I opened my eyes.
"Bert! Get off me! I am in love with Frank! Not you!" I shouted, but Bert wasn't going to take no for an answer, I could tell.
"Gerard! Come on, what about everything WE had?" Bert exclaimed.
"WE had nothing, ok?" Bert tried to kiss me again, but I pushed him away, but Bert grabbed my wrists and pushed me onto my bed, Bert had always been quite stronger than me, so I was easily over powered. "Bert! Get off me… now!" I yelled, hoping he would leave me alone, Bert was actually scaring me now, I always knew he was capable of anything but this, I would have never thought in a million years. Bert kissed me on the neck several times before moving up to my lips, I tried to resist but Bert had over powered me yet again. He finally stopped kissing me to look at my face and smile. "Get off of me, Bert! Please! Leave me alone!" I yelled, kicking my legs, I hated this feeling, being over powered by him.
"Gerard, stop acting as if you don't like it." Bert smirked, he was one sick bastard.
" I don't like it Bert! Get off me! Please! Bert, you're hurting my wrists, get off me! I don't love you! Bert, please!" I yelled again, kicking my legs faster and harder this time. Just then, I heard Mikey run down the stairs, and force my door open, he must have heard me screaming like a child.
"BERT, WHAT THE FUCK?" Mikey yelled, he ran over to me and tried to help me.
"Oh hey Mikes, did you know your brothers very stubborn?" He smirked.
"GET THE FUCK OFF MY BROTHER. NOW." Mikey yelled.
"Hah, you think I'll listen to you? Gullible kid." With that, I kicked Bert in the balls making him scream and cuss in pain, I got up, and ran upstairs, grabbing Mikey's hand and taking him with me.
I ran outside, and stopped. I panted. Tears filling my eyes. How could Bert do that? I thought he was my friend? What a sick ''friend''.
"Gerard…are you… are you okay?" Mikey asked, seeming very, very worried.
"Yeah, Mikey, I'm f-fine." I shivered. I needed to see Frank, he was the only one who could calm me down.