Frank's POV
The weekend by as it usually would. Gee and I got coffee a few times and made out, of coarse. Except for that, nothing much happened.
On Monday, when I was walking down the hall, Alicia came up to me, "Hey frank,"
"Uh hi Alicia, wats up?"
"So I'm having a party at my place tonight. I was wondering if you and Gerard wanted to come?"
"Ya, sure. When?"
"Tonight at eight,"
"We'll be there,"
"k cool, see you then," Then she walked away. I was actually looking forward to it.
Gerard's POV
So I was going to the party tonight with Frankie. Who has a party on a Monday night? When we got there, it was about 9:30. It was the usual party scene. Everybody was too drunk, already, to call us faggots. People were just having fun and not caring about anything.
There were people laying on the couch, sitting in a corner, and doing much more than just making out. Some drunken girls were dancing all alone with a drink in their hand.
We found Mikey and Alicia making out in her room. At least they had enough self respect to not do it in front of everybody.
"Frankie, I'm going to go to the washroom, okay?" he nodded and kissed me, then walked away to the snack table.
I came out of the washroom, looking around for Frankie. I walked over to the snack table, that's where I last saw him. He wasn't there. I looked all over. I couldn't find him. I finally looked in the second washroom. That's where I found him. I wish I hadn't. There he was, sitting in the corner beside the bathtub, with a girl in his lap. My jaw dropped. I was confused, what the fuck was frank doing. They were full on making out. I was only gone for two minuets and...and this happens!
"Frank! What the fuck are you doing!" he looked up, shocked. He pushed her off of him and got up. I felt hot tears burn my eyes as they freely started flowing down my cheeks. I sprinted out the door, away from everyone, out of the house. I wanted to get away from the world. I just didn't understand.
I saw a dark alley. I walked toward it. I leaned against the wall and slipped down, sitting on the floor that smelled of piss. "Gerard! Gerard!" I heard frank yelling for me. I was lying on the dirty floor, a mess of tears. Frank spotted me, "Gee? Baby stop. What are you doing on the ground baby? C'mon let's go home,"
"Leave me alone you fucking asshole. You can't go making out with a girl like that and then call me baby,"
"Gee I'm sorry, she just started kissing me and I was curious okay? Not knowing if I still liked girls or not,"
I shot him a death stare. He was curious? What kind of excuse was that! "Really Frank? I thought you were better than that," he was crying now.
He walked towards me. "It's so hard not knowing yourself. All I needed was closure. Proof that I am how I am,"
"You are with me, you said you loved me. What more do you need!"
"But I know now. When she kissed me, I felt nothing. I didn't get a boner, it just didn't feel right," He held my chin up. "Only an experiment, that's all it was. It meant nothing. I'm gay. I know now. Maybe it was just her that I didn't like but all I know is that it's you I want. That never changed. Please Gee. Please forgive me,"
I know I needed to forgive him. In a way, I understood him. I don't think I could live without him. I nodded. He smiled and pulled me up to my feet. "Let's go home. It's almost ten,"
We walked home, not talking much. I didn't have anything to say. He kissed my forehead and said goodnight. I went inside, overwhelmed about everything. I wondered if it was my fault. Maybe it was because I couldn't fulfill all his desires? Once again, I slept in my bed, my thoughts drowning my mind.