Sundays are almost as bad as Mondays. It's the day you know Monday is coming. And you have to go to bed at a decent time. And you have to be home, and your friends have to be home. So really, the problem is I'm Frank-less. We're texting but it just isn't the same. I feel amazing around Frank. In three days he went from stranger to friend to best friend to boyfriend! How strange... but in a good way!

So whatcha doing Gerard?

Nm, texting you, drawing... you?

Texting, jamming homework

Homework? Haha

=P shut it

Bring it ;)

Pfft sure ya can handle it? I'll text you in a little bit gotta help mom...

Okie dokie

I sigh walk into the kitchen where mom is, knowing that I have to tell her I have a boyfriend, before Mikey does it. I pour myself a cup of coffee as she chops up lettuce for salad. I down it quickly and pour another cup. I definitely need caffeine for this job!

"Gerard you don't have to breath coffee, ya know." mom smiles at me.

I nod and gulp down another cup "I-I gotta tell you something."

"You ok Honey?"

I nod "Yes I'm actually very ok.."

She nods "Alright, so what's the secret?"

"As of last night, I have a boyfriend."

"Frank? Alright well the two of you better stay safe. I know you can't get each other pregnant but I do not want to walk in to that, understand?"

"Yeah... wait what?"

"I knew you liked him and he didn't hide his affection well either."

I smile sheepishly "Was I really that obvious?"

"In a word: yes!" Mikey walks into the kitchen.

I glare at him "How! I don't even talk!"

"But you do with him around. AND you gave him your coffee!" Mikey points out "Not to mention the goofy grin you get when he talks to you."

"And you blush a whole lot." mom adds.

I sigh "Who asked you two anyways!"

"You." they grin.

I throw my hands up in annoyance "Well this is me unasking!" I down the remaining bit of coffee in my cup and go back into my room.

Mikey, of course, follows "We aren't trying to piss you off Gee, honestly!"

I sigh and shrug.

"No Gerard. Don't do that! You can't stop talking to me just because you're mad!"

I look up and give him probably the most pathetic expression in the entire world. I grab my notebook and write.

"It's not that I'm mad. Talking just isn't going to happen right now. I love you Mikey but you have got to stop taking this so personally!"

"I can't help it! I used to be the only one you could talk to at times and now that's Frank! Frank, who you've known for three damn days!"

"If you remember correctly, I couldn't talk to him last night for a while either. I don't understand why I can talk to him so easily, but I see this as a good thing! It made me feel as if I was improving... I'm sorry Mikey but I don't choose this! And there will still be times I can only talk to you, I'm sure of it so please stop getting so agitated with me!" I scribble down and hand him the notebook.

He sits beside me and frowns "I'm sorry...I know this isn't your fault or anything, and its good you can talk to Frank, otherwise that relationship would have many one-sided conversations." he smiles.

I sigh and chew on my lip before saying "Mikey?"

"Yeah?"

"Sorry."

He frowns "You shouldn't apologize, I'm the one being an ass about a situation you have no control over!"

I pull him into a hug "Can I tell you something? Its kinda corny but I can't tell anyone else. Its about Frank..."

He nods "Sure Gee."

"When I'm around him everything feels... okay. I... I'm not scared. I feel safe and... happy... "

He smiles "That's a good thing Gee."

"I'm just... really not used to it!"

He nods "That makes sense... Can I tell you something? You can't laugh at me!"

I nod "Okie dokie, I wont laugh."

He sighs "You will. You and Frank are right... I like Ray..."

I grin, holding in laughter "And this is news to you?"

"No! I just...finally decided to admit it to myself." he frowns.

"Tell Ray." I advise.

"I can't! He'll get freaked out and wont want to talk to me anymore!"

I sigh "Mikey... that wont happen. Trust me, ok?"

"I do trust you but...I don't want to be rejected it doesn't feel very good..."

"Heh, you think I don't know that? Just try or you will always regret it."

He bites his lip "But... I don't wanna be called a..."

"A fag?"

He nods.

"I wont lie, it sucks. It feels like someone just punched you in the gut! But I hid who I was for a very long time and it hurt every day. It hurt more than being called a fag. Hell, it hurt more then having Fag carved onto my back with a dull knife! It much better for people to hate you for who you really are, then for them to like you for who you're not. Ray wont be like that, so give it a try!"

He nods "You're probably right... He's a good friend he wouldn't just ditch me like that!"

I nod "He totally wouldn't!"

He smiles "Thanks bro."

I smile back "Happy to help."

"Gerard are you up?" Mikey asks through the door.

"Yeah!" I finish my eyeliner and examine my reflection in the mirror.

He walks in and sees me frowning at my reflection "Gerard." he sighs "You look fine, can we go now? We still gotta pick up Ray and Frank!"

I nod No lunch for me... and follow Mikey out the door.

I start the car and got to Frank's first, seeing as he lives closer. I pull into his driveway and press his speed dial number, 4. I hand the phone to Mikey who sighs and takes the phone.

"Ok never call me Sugar again!" Mikey giggles "Yeah its Mikey... Ok well hurry we're here!"

I grin, put my phone into my pocket and look at Mikey for an explanation.

"He answered the phone "Hey Sugar, I'm almost ready!" He has to find his shoes, I think he said." Mikey smiles.

I smile and nod.

"No talking today huh?" he frowns.

I shrug.

He sighs "Alright... I guess I'll move so Frank can sit beside you." he changes seats.

I grin and send him a text "Pfft so YOU can sit by RAY!"

Frankie opens the car door as Mikey reads the text.

"Bite me!" Mikey growls.

I giggle and point to Frank's seat belt, then to Mikey's.

"I don't want to bite you!" Frank buckles his seat belt.

"I was talking to Gerard!" He glares at me.

"Oh? What'd you do?" Frank asks.

I nod my head in Mikey's direction as I drive to Ray's house.

He looks over at Mikey "So what'd he do?"

"Teasing me about Ray..."

Frank raises an eyebrow "He's not even talking."

Mikey rolls his eyes "I told him I'd move so you could sit beside him and he texted me..." he shows Frank the text.

Frank laughs "I have to agree with Gerard..."

Mikey frowns "Fuck you too."

I roll my eyes and pull up to Ray's.

Ray, who was conveniently sitting on his porch gets into the car "Good morning bitches!"

I point to his seat belt.

He sighs "Do I have to?"

I take the key out and send him a glare.

"Awe come on Gerard!" Ray whines.

I shake my head.

"Dude, just buckle your seat belt..." Frank groans.

"But-"

"Ugh!" Mikey reaches over Ray, grabs the seat belt and buckles it "Unbuckle it and you die. Gerard GO!"

I chuckle and start the car.

"And I'll die? Does that mean you're gonna kill me or you're psychic and had a vision of us getting into a car wreck, and you're really just trying to save me?" Ray grins.

At a stop sign, I reach back and smack the side of Ray's head.

"Ow! Abuse! What the fuck!"

Mikey giggles "That's what you get."

"For what?"

"Not shutting up and putting on your seat belt!" Frank adds.

I nod and pull into the Starbucks Drive through.

"GERARD WE'LL BE LATE!" Mikey panics.

I chuckle and text him "Are we EVER late when I drive?"

"No but no speeding!"

I wink at him and order my precious caffeine.

Starbucks in hand, we arrive a few minutes early. I head to my locker to get my books and such for my before lunch classes. I get the locker open and hear a familiar voice.

Brent glares at me "Hey fag."

My heart rate escalates.

"You better start talking to me queer!"

I bite my lip and begin to shake.

"There aint no closet for me to throw you in, but a locker works fine!" He then proceeds to shove me into my locker, and locking it.

I bang on the door and hear him laughing and a scratching noise. A few tears slip out of my eyes as I squirm to get my phone out of my pocket. I text Mikey.

"In Locker HELP!"

I hear the bell ring and being to full on cry like a baby. Mikey doesn't pay attention to his phone in class.

I send the same text to Ray and Frank, adding the locker number and combination.

I hear a students going down the hall, but none stop to help. After about ten minutes, I'm tempted to call the office.

"Ray?" I hear Frank's voice.

"Frank! Gerard text you?"

He nods "Yeah locker 204?"

"Yeah... Holy Shit... I think that's it..." Ray sighs "Gee?"

I sob in response.

I hear one of them messing with the lock.

"Mikey!" I hear Ray greet my brother.

"Hey... Gee we've almost got it, okay?"

The door opens and they help me out.

I grab the closest person and begin to cry on them.

Mikey gasps "Who the fuck wrote that?"

I look up, realizing it was Ray whom I'd attacked.

The word FAG is scratched into my locker. I sob even more and grab Ray again.

He pats my back, "Hey, let's get you home alright Gee?"

I nod and wipe my eyes with my sleeves as we walk to the car. I drive home, tears still spilling out of my eyes. No one says much, but Frank has his hand on my shoulder, running it comfortingly.

"Hey Gee, we can go to my house, my parents wont be there to question us." Ray offers.

I nod and change direction to go to his house. Not being questioned by parents is ALWAYS an advantage. And I really don't feel like my mom's... momness.I can't believe he wrote that on my locker... Wait, yes I can. What the fuck did I do to him anyways? And why do I have to cry about it! They all probably think I'm so pathetic, and can I really blame them? I am pathetic! I pull into Ray's driveway. I get out of the car a bit slowly, and Frank hangs back with me. He doesn't ask any questions, he just holds out his hand. A small smile forms on my face as our fingers lace. We walk into Ray's house and sit on the couch.

Mikey is the first one to speak "Did he hurt you Gee?"

I sigh and dig through my backpack, finding a notebook.

"First, don't push me to talk, I'll fucking punch the shit out of you. That goes for all three of you!"

Mikey nods "Alright."

Ray and Frank just nod.

"Other then stuffing my into a locker, getting cuts by the metal and the hooks in the locker, not really no. All that happened was I went to get my stuff for first half. He saw me, demanded that I speak. When I didn't he called me a fag and shoved me into the locker. Scratched that onto the locker and left."

Frank hugs me "I'm sorry Gee."

I nod "Frank:... You didn't shove me into the locker.

Ray: I'm sorry for attacking you... You were closest and I needed someone.

Mikey: HOW THE FUCK did you see the text? You ignore your phone at school?"

Frank sighs "I know but still.."

Ray grins and pats my shoulder "Its no Big, Gee, happy to be of service!"

Mikey smiles "I noticed you weren't there I was about to text you a lecture about skipping class with your boyfriend..."

I burst into laughter "I wish that was what I was doing!"

"He speaks! And no one got punched!" Frank grins.

"But... you are, in fact skipping with your boyfriend, brother and friend." Ray shrugs.

Mike turns pale "Holy fuck! I'm skipping class!" he begins to hyperventilate.

"Calm down Mikes!" I hand him his inhaler.

Ray chuckles "Its just one day of school Michael, chill."

Mikey glares at him "Don't call me Michael, Raymond!"

Ray blushes "Oh hell no I'll kill you Michael!"

"Raymond?" Frank giggles.

Ray glares at him "Shut it Iero!"

"Ooh, I'm so scared Raymond said my last name!" Frank grins.

"Frank Anthony Iero." I grin.

He glares at me "Gerard Arthur Way!"

I shrug "That's old news. Gerard Arthur Way, Michael James Way, Raymond Toro Oritz, Frank Anthony Iero."

They all glare at me, I just laugh.

"So how did you guys get out of class? Wont they be expecting you back?"

Mikey looks down "I told Mrs. Jones the truth."

I sigh.

Ray grins "Got kicked out of class."

"Ooh! What'd you do!" We ask.

"Well, in science there's this girl I'm, always partnered up with. She will not stop hitting on me. It's not that she isn't cute, because she is, its just she's annoying and... not for me. And I've turned her down many times and she wont get the hint. So today I told her to leave me the fuck alone." he shrugs.

I see the color drain out of Mikey's face from the corner of my eye.

"And I told Mr. Whatever his name is that I was going to help a friend, and left." Frank shrugs.

I frown "You two are going to be into trouble now."

"Would you prefer we left you?" Ray raises an eyebrow "Cuz then you couldn't hug me!"

I stick my tongue out at him "Shut it Raymond!"

He glares at me "Ok now you guys have got to fuckin' quit with that shit!"

I nod "Ok Ray."

"Thanks."

I nod "So... we're skipping... what to do?"

Ray yawns "I'm tired!"

I sigh "I gotta go tell mom I'm not at school before the school does..."

Mikey nods and yawns.

Ray smiles "Hey Mikey, stay here and sleep with me!"

Frank and I burst into laughter.

"Wha- oh!" Mikey laughs.

Ray blushes "Ah, shut up I'm tired!" he giggles.

Mikey nods and yawns again "Yeah I think I will stay..."

Frank frowns "I-I can't go home..."

I smile "Come with me then Frankie!"

He nods with a smile "Ok!"

We say bye to Mikey and Ray and I drive home.

Mom is waiting outside.

"Oh hell..." I mutter.

"Where is Mikey!" she frowns.

"He's at Ray's."

"First I get a call that you're skipping school, then I get a call that you've been stuffed into a locker! Who did it?" she frowns.

"If I tell you worse then getting shoved into a locker will happen! Please its done, leave it alone."

"Gerard Arthur-"

I sigh "Lecture all you want but I'm not telling you! It will only make school worse for me!"

She frowns "Fine! I'm going to work don't destroy the house..."

Frank and I go up to my room.

"Gerard?"

"Hmm?"

"Are you sure you're okay?"

I sigh "I'm fine Frank."

"So you say but... the look in your eyes tells a different story sugar..."

A corner of my lips forms a half smile "Fine. I'm not ok! Getting shoved into a locker fucking hurts in more ways then one! Brent has some sick obsession with the fact that I don't talk to him... I don't understand what his fucking problem is! And I made Mikey skip school so he'll be stressing on that forever!"

My phone goes off and its Mikey "And that's him!"

Should I tell him?

Yes.

Now?

May as well, you're alone.

I can't.

Yes you can Mikes.

No, I can't! He'll reject me just like that girl!

I have a feeling the outcome will be completely different.

You think he actually likes me?

I don't know it for a fact, but I'm pretty damn sure. You'll never know if you don't ask

He's asleep so I can't ask him yet...

Ok well let me know?

Kay...

Frank chuckles "Mikey?"

I nod "Yeah..."

"Let me guess, its about Ray?"

Mikey would slaughter me if I told him!

"Um... no?"

He smiles "I respect that you're being loyal to your brother, but I read the text messages. I wonder who will ask who out first..."

I raise an eyebrow "Come again?"

"The other night when we were at Rays... and you and Mikey were in the kitchen arguing about... I don't even know what..." he shrugs "Ray told me how he feels about Mikey."

I gasp "Really?"

He nods "Yep. After pouring out his heart in front of me he begged me not to tell a soul and apologized for venting about it. I told him he should try to ask Mikey out... I only told you because I read over your shoulder."

I nod "I kinda figured he felt the same... what do you mean he poured his heart out?" I frown.

Frank frowns "It was... he asked me to stop joking about him and Mikey and explained why... he really likes him... actually that doesn't touch it. He loves the boy. There's more to Ray Toro that meets the eye."

I smile "Isn't that true about everyone?"

He nods "Yeah. But I've had you pegged pretty close."

I tilt my head "Oh yeah?"

He nods "Yeah."

"Care to elaborate?"

He nods "Immediate thought, DAMN that boy is gorgeous. I'm serious, that was my first reaction. Then I talked to you and Mikey and I decided it was my mission to help you speak. I quickly summed up a few things about you. You're quiet for the most part, but the few things you do say are usually meaningful. For some reason you're comfortable around me, which is pretty amazing, because I'm pretty damn comfortable around you too. You love to draw and write songs and they're always amazing. You lack a confidence in yourself, but there are times when you don't give a fuck what anyone thinks. Rather then let that horrible event make you try to change who you are, you stayed true to yourself! You have a scar that says FAG on your back and it doesn't seem like you're embarrasses at all about it. You're quietness and shyness isn't your downfall, its part of you're charm! You're eyes are beautiful and hazel. You have a hard time trusting people and you have no idea why you trust me but you do... Am I pretty close?"

I bite my lip and pull him into a hug "Close! There wasn't a thing off!"

He hugs back "I'm pretty good at reading people, I just haven't really given any effort until now."

I frown "I don't really have an awesome description of you... You're honestly a bit of a mystery to me. I know you have some problems at home that I wish I could get you away from... I know you're very easy to talk to... You make me feel...safe. You have no idea how amazing feeling safe is, after being afraid 24/7 for the last year.. Hell most of my life! You don't push me to talk and you seem to just understand what I'm trying to say, even when I'm not talking! So... thanks. Thanks for making an effort..."

He kisses my cheek "No... Thank you sugar. You've given me something besides hating myself and my parent to focus on... You make it seem like someone actually needs me... and I actually help."

I smile "You really do, I promise."

He smiles back "Sounds like we need each other..."

I nod "I thought I just needed you at first..."

He smiles "I need you more then you know Gerard." and kisses my lips.

Hey guys, I hope you're enjoying this so far! Thanks for reading, more to come soon!