Freak | By : EmilyRose Category: My Chemical Romance > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3953 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Frank’s POV.
That evening Mikey decided he was tired after dinner and said goodnight to us around 9 pm and took off. Both Gerard and I were too hyper to sleep so I suggested a movie. Their mum, Donna, was out again. She was at a friends house, where she would spend most nights these days. I didn’t blame her though, for the first time in years she had lots of help with keeping an eye on Gerard, she needed a break.
“How about this?” I asked and held up yet another movie. Gerard seemed to have a lot of trouble with picking a movie, and I was getting impatient.
“No, this one.” He said finally and pointed towards The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy. I hadn’t seen it, but it seemed good, besides after suggesting about 20 movies and Gerard saying no to them all I was game for any movie he wanted to see.
Soon we were halfway through the movie, and I could feel myself getting more and more tired. My eyelids were drooping, and my whole body felt numb. I looked to my left on the couch and saw that Gerard was almost asleep, just like me. I decided that it was stupid trying to watch a movie now, when we were both almost asleep anyway.
“Gerard, lets go to bed, we can finish this tomorrow.” I suggested and sat up, stretching my body out. I thought he would argue, but for once he didn’t. He just stood up and mirrored my stretching moves.
He did that sometimes, copied my moves, my sayings, or even my facial expressions. I thought it was cute, and I never got annoyed by it. It made me feel special, that I made such an impression on him that he wanted to be just a little bit more like me.
“C’mon then.” I said and grabbed his hand, pulling him towards the stairs.
“You have to tuck me in.” He giggled and I smiled at him as I ushered him into his room. If anyone else had said it, I would’ve thought they were insane, but this was Gerard. Gerard was special, and I liked that about him.
“Alright, take your clothes off and put your pyjamas on.” I said and picked up his cowboy pyjamas from the floor were it had been lying since earlier this morning.
At my request something seemed to change in his expression, and he simply nodded slowly. His face seemed paler somehow in the light of the lamp on his nightstand. I took a slow step towards him as he pulled his t-shirt over his head.
“Gerard, what’s wrong?” I asked and he flinched when I touched his arms lightly.
“Nothing, it’s fine.” He said and started pulling his jeans off. I didn’t know if I were supposed to turn around or not, but I did so anyway. I waited for a few minutes before I could hear him sitting down on the bed, I then turned around to hand him his pyjamas.
When I did so, the first thing I noticed were that he was naked, and the second was that he was crying violently. I ignored the fact that he wasn’t wearing anything and took him in my arms.
“Gerard, tell me what’s wrong, what’s going on?” I asked but he didn’t answer, he just continued crying, and it scared me. I hadn’t meant for him to take his boxers off as well, just his jeans and his t-shirt.
“Gerard, please, why… did you take your boxers off?” I asked finally, because it boggled my mind. I searched through my actions and my words I had earlier spoken, trying to see if I had said anything implying that I wanted him to take those off as well.
“I want you to be my friend, Frank.” He whispered into my neck and I could feel tears of desperation well up in my eyes. I didn’t understand, what was going on? Why had he taken all his clothes off, and why was he crying?
Narrator’s POV.
“I’m your friend, always Gerard, what does that have to do with this?” Frank said, his voice thick with unshed tears.
The older boy just continued shaking, his tears since long soaking Frank’s own shirt. Gerard was so terrified, because he knew this hurt very, very much. But Gerard knew that if it meant Frank would continue being his friend, he was willing to take that pain.
Frank of course couldn’t understand what went through Gerard’s mind, but he tried as best as he could to comfort him.
“Gerard, please explain to me why you’re naked.” Frank tried again as he pulled Gerard off him. He held his head steadily between his hands, to stop Gerard from looking away from him.
“Frank, whatever you want to do, it’s alright, because I’m your friend.” Gerard whispered and horror spread over Frank’s face as he let the first tear run down his cheek.
Frank’s POV.
It broke my heart, because finally I understood what he meant. He thought I wanted him to be naked, so that I could… no, it was so sick. It was horrible, how he could say it was alright, that he just wanted me to be his friend. I bit my lower lip as I couldn’t hold the tears back anymore.
“Gerard, I would never do anything like that to you.” I said anger dripping off every word. I knew something must’ve happened to him, because why else would he so willingly offer himself like that, just to prove that he was my friend?
“Are you listening, NEVER!” I shouted and shook him angrily. I knew I should handle it better, but I was so angry I didn’t know what to do.
“But it’s alright, it’s what friends do.” He said and I shook my head violently.
“NO!” I said, louder. Finally I realised I might be hurting him, so I released my grip on his face a little, but I didn’t let him go. I saw the panic on his face, and my anger slowly drained away. But my tears wouldn’t stop.
“Gerard, being someone’s friend doesn’t mean you have to let them do something to you that you don’t want.” I whispered as my thumbs wiped his tears away. Not that there was much point in it, since he was still crying, but I did it anyway.
He still didn’t reply, so I took a deep breath before continuing.
“Gerard, whatever someone has said to you, they’re wrong! If they did something to you, something you didn’t want, they were NOT your friends. They were horrible monsters, and what they did was wrong!” I said slowly, making sure he understood every word I said.
“It hurt so much.” He said and now I couldn’t stop myself anymore. I wrapped my arms tightly around his naked form and pressed him closer to me. I was so angry, how could anyone take advantage of him? Of a poor boy who couldn’t defend himself, or even say no?
Narrator’s POV.
The two boys sat there for what seemed like forever, neither of them saying a word, just hugging each other tightly. Then Frank broke the hug again and helped Gerard with putting his pyjamas on. After that he sat down next to him on the bed again and told him he wanted to know everything.
It took a bit of ushering, since Gerard really didn’t want to tell Frank what had happened, but finally he couldn’t hold it in anymore. Through tears he told Frank about Cameron, about his friend who had forced him to suck him off when he was just 14 years old. About the boy who had taken his innocence, with the excuse of them being friends.
“Never let anyone do that to you again.” Frank whispered against Gerard’s hair, as they once again had embraced each other. Frank could feel him nod against his neck, his neck that was soaked with Gerard’s salty tears. But that was alright, because Frank’s tears had soaked Gerard’s hair.
“Gerard, being someone’s friend means you would do anything for them, but NOT letting them force you into doing something you don’t want.” Frank explained as he rubbed Gerard’s back.
To Frank this was the most horrible thing that anyone could ever do. Frank was so angry, so very, very angry. He was angry with that boy Cameron, and he was angry with all the people who said God existed. If there were a God, Frank thought, he wouldn’t let something like this happen to an innocent boy like Gerard.
When Frank found out that Cameron still lived next door, it took every piece of his soul to not go over there right away and punch him in the face. But he knew there would come a time when Cameron would pay.
After Gerard had finally accepted what Frank told him about friendship, Frank got him to crawl under the covers.
“I don’t want you to leave.” Gerard whispered, and Frank gave him a teary smile.
“I’ll stay.” He said and joined the older boy in his bed, his bed that still had a children’s cover on it. Frank slept in Gerard’s room, the room that still looked like it belonged to a 15 year old.
And that night, they both slept side by side, two friends, who needed each other more then they could even understand.
Two friends, that had learned so much about life in just a months time.
A/N:
Want to know something amazing?
Last weekend I went to the MCR protest against the Daily Mail in London!
It was freaking amazing, and since there were only two Swedish people there (yes, I met one cool Swedish girl there, Christin) we got a lot of attention!
I'm in a picture on Trashhits.com and we might be mentioned in the next issue of Kerrang! that will be out the 11th of June.
I'm also gonna be in a documentary about the protest, and I was interviewed by Taste iT Tv.com!!
And Brigitte from taste it was sooo nice, and she asked us tons of questions while filming us, and I got to talk about how MCR saved my life and how much they mean to me.
Then the woman goes: "By the way, they're probably gonna see this, so what do you want to say to them?" And my mind blanked. It was like, I couldn't speak English anymore, I was so shocked. Then I started rambling, and this is sort of what I said:
Hey, eh I've seen you twice, met you twice, hugged Gerard and been teased by Frank - the little one. So the next time I see you, I'll tease you back!
And then I went on and thanked them about how they saved my life and such.
BUT I CALLED FRANK SHORT!!!
How stupid am I?
Oh well, they're probably gonna laugh when they see it though xD
That was one amazing day, and FUCK THE DAILY MAIL!
:D
End of loooong A/N...
Please review and thanks for the ones I've already got xD
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