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Chapter Five- Oh, Mikey.
Gerard's POV
Whimpering, I pulled the blankets further over my face, biting my lip. It was probably late evening by now and it was still stormy, although it wasn't too severe. After…talking…with Frank, I had spent the rest of the day curled up in bed, crying to myself, frightened of the storm and saddened over how things were between me and Frank. More than saddened. How things had turned out disappointed me no end.
Pushing my head under my pillow, I let out a pathetic sob. Oh, god, why did I flip out like that? As I argued miserably with myself, I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket, drawing me out of my pit of self loathing as I answered the call.
"Yeah?"
"Oh, Gerard. Frank told me" it was Mikey. His reassuring and sympathetic voice made me choke back a sob.
"Mikey, I've ruined it" I said tearily. I heard Mikey sigh.
"No, you won't have, honest" he insisted gently. I groaned and curled up in to a smaller ball.
"Gee, he likes you. A lot"
"But he's a prostitute" I whispered, wincing at the word.
"Understandable. But he makes money out of people, that's all. He doesn't have any emotional attachment to these people, okay? But he's emotionally attached to you, and you don't wanna throw that away, Frank's a great guy, you two would be perfect for each other. I can see how much calmer you are with him. He's not like her-"
"Don't talk about her, please" I interrupted, shuddering at the memory.
"Come on, Gee, you have to talk about her some time. You've only told mom, and she isn't here to help you through this. Just tell me what happened with her?"
"No, Mikey, I c-can't" I groaned.
"Please can we not talk about it?" I begged quietly.
"Fine. We'll talk about Frank" said Mikey curtly. I sighed.
"'kay. But w-what should I do?" I whimpered.
"Gerard. A boy likes you. You like that boy. You put your differences aside and ask him out. For coffee or something. Just relax, okay? I promise you that things will work out. Now, promise me you'll talk to him, at least" instructed Mikey. I nodded.
"Are you nodding at the phone again?"
I nodded, mumbling a yes.
"Okay. Love you, Gee" and he hung up. I dropped my phone on the floor, wincing at the thud it made, and curled back up in bed.
Okay. I am deeply ashamed of how short and boring this chapter is. But I have a small case of writers block. Hopefully, I'll recover soon. Thanks for reading!