Frank's head was spinning with thoughts. Why was he jealous of Lynz, why would he feel that way about sex? It was Gerard; he knew it was only because it was Gerard. He couldn't be gay; he was definitely just protective over Gerard. He'd never felt that way about another guy before, so that meant he was straight, at least he hoped it did. Even if he was gay, it wouldn't matter because he'd never be asked out and he'd just be alone like he always had been. Being gay wouldn't really change his life that much, except that he would have a whole new chance at love. Who was he kidding, no one would love him. No one loved him now, so it wouldn't all turn around because his sexuality changed. But he was wrong, someone did love him. Gerard said so in that note; I love you.
"If he loves me, why did he jump right into bed with that dumb girl?!" He thought aloud. Maybe Gerard didn't 'love' him the way he wanted him too. He opened his door and walked in, slowly heading for the attic but changing his mind and sitting on the couch. "What the hell is wrong with me?" He whispered, putting his head in his hands.