Check Yes Juliet-Frerard3

Check Yes Juliet-Frerard3
Gerard watched solemly as Frank's mother shoved Frank into her dark cloured SUV. "I HATE YOU!" he heard her scream before getting into the drivers seat and slamming the door. Wow. Poor Frankie.

-2 days later-
Gerard walked down the abandonded part of New Jersey frowning at the apartment buildings that loomed over him. Disgusting. He thought. Frank can't live here! This is a shitty town. Bad bad part of New Jersey.


A rat scuttled by his feet and he let out a scared squeak. "oh." he muttered, "Filthy creature."  Gerard stopped before a dark broken down blue house. Franks? Ew. A thought of running back home and sobbing an apoligy to his father ran through Gerard's head and he quickley shook them away. No. I will not be intimidated. he snarled.


He strut up the creaky stairs and took a deep breath before knocking on the door. Before he could touch it though, a scream was heard from inside. "IERO YOU'RE JUST LIKE YOUR FATHER! USELESS AND A WASTE OF SPACE!! DISGUSTING FAGGOT!" Gerard could practically see Frank flinching at those words and growled. He banged profusely on the door.


"Oh shit." he heard from inside, "Iero did you call the cops on me!? I didn't lay a single finger on you!!" Then Frank's slightly deeper voice answered back, "No. I'll get it." Then there was a mutter of, "It better be the cops. Get this crazy woman out." A lock was heard clicking and Gerard stepped back letting the door swing open, wow, they need to get that fixed.


"Gee?" Frank whispered. His hazel eyes darted around, "what're you doing here? It's not safe." Gerard didn't respond with words, instead he wrapped his arms around the petite, dirty teen. Frank relaxed into the embrace but couldn't help but let his eyes be vigilante. "You okay?" Gerard finally asked pulling away to see Frank full view.

  He gasped quietly. The boy was a mess. His brown hair mused, hands dirty and left cheek bruising softly. And get this, same clothes from 2 days ago. "Frankie." Gerard cooed. He again wrapped his strong arms around the lanky man. "Why's there a bruise on your cheek?" Frank shrugged into the hug, his tiny arms cunstricting around Gerard's waist. "I spilled her beer." he muttered. "And she hit you?! You let her?" Gerard hissed.


Frank shrugged his shoulders, "It happens." Gerard frowned but nuzzled his nose into Frank's dirty locks. "Ew." he smiled, "You stink." "Nice knowing." Frank giggled. Gerard tilted Frank's head up and pressed their lips together, the taste of mouthwash, smoke, coffee, and dirt mixing. "I'll never let her hurt you." Gerard whispered. Frank smiled into the kiss and pulled away. "yea." he whispered.


"Who the fuck is i- you. " Frank's mother squinted her eyes at Gerard. Frank pulled away completely staring at his mother, fear clear in his eyes. "You should go." Frank pleaded to Gerard. He pushed the raven haired man to the creaky nasty stairs. "Friends?" Frank's mom asked. Frank stiffened and Gerard felt it, "Er..we just met." And with that, he pushed Gerard off his property.