Frank woke up the next morning, his wrist still wrapped but throbbing. He stared at his ceiling, trying to decide if he was okay or not. He sat up and checked his phone, reading the texts from the night before. He scanned each message for a hint of something, some type of hope in the little black letters. Nothing. He got up and into the shower, and then got dressed and sat on his living room floor. What was he getting ready for, there was no school. Gerard was probably home but he couldn't go there, not yet. He got up and trudged out the door. It was going to rain, definitely.
He hadn't originally planned on liking Gerard. Actually, he'd never thought of him that way before; only recently had he started feeling differently and it actually hurt quite a bit more than he had anticipated. At first it didn't set in to him that liking Gerard meant he was gay, or at least bisexual. Curiosity was his original excuse but after a certain point, it was obvious that wasn't all that he felt. For some reason, he had expected Gerard to find it a completely reasonable thing to do, but lately it had sunk in that 'gay' wasn't something that people took lightly. If he couldn't have Gerard, who would get him? Frank himself had never had anyone ask him out, or like him at all, for that matter. He thought that he had everything figured out, but this morning was proving him wrong. Clearly, Gerard did a lot more for him than he'd realized. Come to think of it, he had never gone this long in a day without seeing Gerard at least once.
Frank looked up from the ground to see that he'd actually walked farther away from his house than he'd planned and didn't really know where he was. He really hadn't planned on going to Gerard's, but he had nowhere else to be. A few blocks down, he saw a girl in a bright red jacket walking down the street, turning back every couple seconds and stopping to wait for someone that Frank couldn't see yet.
She looked familiar, but when Frank saw the red-haired boy she was stopping for he realized it was that girl and Gerard. His heart shattered all over again. It had hardly even been fixed yet and it was in pieces again. They couldn't possibly be together, Gerard had only met her once, or so it seemed. They both had been smiling at each other blissfully that day, like soul mates or something.
"What if Gerard had told her not to let me know about them to protect me?" He thought out loud.
Lynz stopped again and turned around, grabbing Gerard's hand this time. Gerard looked surprised but happily went right along behind her, holding her hand. Her black hair blew around in the wind, which was picking up. Lightning had started flashing in the sky and thunder rolled in the distance. Frank walked a little closer to see what they were doing. They were standing at the corner waiting for cars to pass so they could cross and come down the street Frank was on. He noticed this and went down to the house a block away from the turn onto Gerard's street and watched for her to come, pulling Gerard along behind her. He started to follow them down Gerard's street but stopped, realizing that he was being too nosy. Gerard could date whoever he wanted to, even if it meant hurting Frank.