Forgotten-Ferard Chapter 13

Frank's P.O.V.
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"His what?" I asked.
Gerard had his hands covering his face.
"His girlfriend." She repeated.
"Oh, that's what I thought you said.
"I-i-i h-have to go." I said running out of the bar.
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I pulled up to the apartment and ran up to Mikey's room. The tears started flowing down my face again. I knocked on the door. Mikey answered a few seconds later.
"Frankie, what's wrong?" He asked.
I didn't answer for a while. I threw my arms around his neck. He patted my back.
"H-h-he w-wasn't with his f-f-friends!" I pushed out through my tears.
"Who was he with then?" He asked.
"T-t-t-this girl named L-l-lyn-z. She c-claimed to be h-h-his g-"
"Girlfriend." Mikey whispered.
I nodded. He hugged me tighter. He walked me inside to the apartment and sat me down on the couch. We sat in silence as Mikey tried to calm me down, but it was no use.
"Tell me everything that happened once you got to the bar."
I explained every single detail about what had happened.
"It's okay Frankie. I'll still go back to Belleville with you." He said.
I looked up to his eyes.
"Really?" I asked.
He nodded. I sat up next to him. I put my hand on his thigh. I shot at him and kissed him softly. I pulled back and blushed. He smiled and leaned in and kissed me back but longer than I had. It felt like it lasted for ever.
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We arrived at the house a the next day at four in the morning . I helped Mikey bring his stuff into the house. It felt weird without Gerard being there. I haven't just hung out with Mikey. The longest time alone I had with Mikey was the walk home. We sat on the couch in a long awkward silence.
"Why do you think he did it?" I asked breaking the silence.
"I don't know. What do you think?" He asked.
"He doesn't love me anymore." I said with pains in my chest.
Mikey looked at me. I looked back.
"Am I right?" I asked.
He nodded slowly.
I tried to hold back the tears. I walked up stairs to go to bed.
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The rest of the weekend was normal. On Monday Mikey and I walked to school holding hands. This made me think of the first time me and Gerard walked to school when we were together. Mikey and I walked through the doors of the school. There was no site of Jake and his bitches. I walked Mikey to his locker and I quickly kissed him and went to my locker.
The day went by faster than it has. I didn't get beat up today. It seems it is getting better. Why am I always wrong?
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About a week later Mikey came up to me.
"Frank, have you seen the pictures?" He asked.
"No." I replied.
He pulled out his phone and logged onto Facebook. He showed me pictures of Mikey and I kissing at school and even in my house.
"How took them?" I asked.
"Like, everyone in school! Frank," He grabbed my hands, "I don't wanna be with you like this. I wanna stay friends. I'm sorry."
I sighed.
"It's okay."
I leaned into kiss him, he pulled back. I removed my hands from his grasp and went up to my room to cry my new heart, out again.