Frank's POV
Was I gay? I couldn't be. I've hooked up with girls before. But I can't remember ever having real feelings for anyone. I know I have some feeling for Gee. I enjoyed our night. I went to sleep confused, that night. I knew I liked gee, but was I gay? Maybe I was bi? My thoughts flooded my mind that night, and I fell asleep drowned in them.
Next day
Gee came up to me that morning, "Hey Frankie."
"Hi Gee,"
"I had a lot of fun last night,"
"Ya, me too,"
"Want to come over tonight? My parents work late a lot and my brother won't mind, he's usually with his girl friend."
"I don't know, maybe. Actually, why not? I'll come." If I want to figure this out, I was going to have to spend more time with Gee, and I couldn't complain.
"Great! See you later!" he then left to get to his class. I had to get to my class, too.
Gerard's POV
During lunch, I saw Frankie and waved for him to sit with me. He smiled and started to walk over. "Hey," I greeted him.
"Hi," was his simple response.
I saw Jack, just another asshole, walk over to us, "Need more notes, Iero? Or have you found yourself a boyfriend?"
"Screw off, jack," I said to him.
"What did you say, you little bitch?"
Frank looked down, almost shamefully.
"I thought you were my bro, but I guess you're just another faggot."
"No I'm not!" Frankie told jack. I didn't want him to be called a fag but why was he denying it? We did make out last night for a good two minuets.
"So why are you sitting with him?"
I heard Jack ask. He pointed at me and asked him as if I was a disgusting animal.
"This fag? I was just getting notes, like you said." those words stung like sharp needles. It has been said to me millions of times, fag. But it's never hurt so much.
Frankie then got up and followed jack. I felt hot tears threaten to fill my eyes. Frank looked back at me; he looked as if he was in pain. Good, after what he just said to me, he deserved it. I couldn't watch him with the others. I needed to leave, now.
Frank's POV
I am such an asshole! I can't believe I just said that to gee! It's bad enough people say it to him every minuet, but now he heard it from me! My hands were in fists and my short nails dug into the palm of my hands. I wanted to punch Jack in the face for what he made me say. I know it was my fault but I couldn't help feeling that Jack was responsible. I watched Gee walk right out of the cafeteria and it hurt me to see him like this.
He avoided me all day and I don't blame him.
So after school I walked over to his house. I knocked on the door. He opened up the door after about 10 seconds. "Wha-" he began. I grabbed his face and began to kiss him hungrily, before he finished whatever he was going to say. I didn't want to talk about what happened. He pulled away, "Frankie, stop." he didn't seem mad, just hurt and disappointed. "I think you should leave now,"
"Gee, I'm so sorry."
"You should just accept it! I have! You get used to it after a while,"
He was crying now and it hurt me so bad to see him like this. "I know Gee, it's just I've never felt this way before. I...I really like you,"
We stood there silent for a moment. Gee was the one to break the silence, "I'll see you tomorrow frank," then he closed the door. I could tell he was upset with me because he called me Frank not Frankie. I headed home, staring at my feet, and feeling like a coward.