Living a weird life Pt6

When me and Gerard finally reached the coffee shop he went striaght to the counter and left me to find a table. The coffee shop was pretty empt, expecially after school. I walked over to a tabel with two chairs, by the window, I took my back pack off and sat down, putting it under the tabel, then waiting for Gerard to return, "Frankie, what do you want?" he asked me from the counter, i looked over at him slightly shocked by him calling me frankie, but i just shrugged, Fuck! I forgot my wallet. Oh well, i looked down at the tabel thinking to myself. Okay, i do fancy him, only slightly! But i will never forgive him for what he did to me or mikey. But he is being so kind to me now. Why? Maybe he is just being nice, trying to make up to me for what he did, but then again he kissed me, why would he kiss me if he did- "Frankie!" He said to mew tapping my shoulder "I bought you a hot chocolate" he said holding two cups, handing me the one full of hot chocolate, i nodded to him and took the hot chocolate, taking a sip burning my tounge, i then put the cup on the tabel and stared at it, still deep in thought. Untill Gerard piped up again "Frank... We need to talk..." he said, i got nervous all of a sudden though nodded and looked at him, then gestering him to continue. Which he soon enough did once he found the words too, i pulled in my chair slightly closer and leaned the side of my head on my hand, elbow on the tabel, holding my drink with my other hand sipping it slightly. "Frank... Im so sorry for what happened yesterday... And i know i can never make up for what i did to you and mikey, but i will try everything i can!" he said appologeticly. I nodded, making my hand wobble but not fall. Sipping some more of my hot chocolate before putting the cup down, he exhaled loudly, loudly enough for me to hear anyway "Frank, will you ever forgive me?" he asked me, i nodded to him, though of corse it was a lie, im never going to forgive him. He obviously saw through me and looked down at the tabel, sipping come of his coffee, then looking back at me putting the cup on the tabel "Frank... what can i do to make it up to you?" He asked, looking deep in my eyes, like he was staring at my soul. I shrugged, then sat up properly, lifting my head, looking out the window finishing off my hot chocolate, that was awfully quick, but then again i do love my hot chocolate "Frankie..." he said, moving one of his hands on mine, smiling at me slightly, i looked over at him and sighed "Frankie what can i do?" he repeated, he looked like he as about to burst in tears, i looked over to the counter to see the dude who served us staring at us, then Gerard looking at him then back at me, i looked back at gerard, i wasnt going to forgive him. And he knew that, but he couldnt know. I wouldnt let him, he sighed "Frankie answer me!" he said getting louder, i sighed again, i didnt want to speak "Why wont you speak to me frank?" he asked me, holding both my hands now, with his. I couldnt tell him, thought i wanted to, i just couldnt... "Frank c'mon, lets go" he said standing up and putting both mine and his cups in the bin once we finished with the drinks, he then held out his hand for me to retake, i didnt and stood up myself, then grabbing my school back, pulling my hood as far over my head as it would go. He sighed and looked down walking out first then waiting for me to follow him, I did. He then linked our fingers again as we walked "Frank, why wont you talk to me? You have been mute the whole time there and you wont forgive me, i understand that bit. But atleast the most you could do is say something, nasty or nice" i listened to him talking, for one. I felt sorry for him. I looked up at him, though he was looking down, a see a few tears roll down his cheeks, i then stopped pulling him back to me, he was looking down at me and me up at him, i raised my hands and cupped his cheeks, wipping away any stray tears i saw. Then continuing to walk, he smiled slightly, he knew i was listning to him and paying attenchion, just not talking. He soon led me into a grave yard. I started to shivver as it is now getting dark i pulled out my phone from my back pocket with my one free hand and looked at the time 7:54 Its ALREADY getting dark? How the fuck! It was fine yesterday, oh well, i dont care. He went up to the morge and sat on its steps, pulling me on his lap, then putting my bag on the floor, he led under me and my back laying on top of him, our fingers still linke slightly, he rested his head on my shoulder and i looked up at the top of were we were led, "Please frankie, talk to me" he whispered in my ear, i sighed then sat up, moving ovv of him and next to him, he sat the same "Frankie?" he asked, he was slightly confused with my movements but i looked at him, removing my hood revieling my almost crying face, making him go soft on me
"Gerard... I will never forgive what you did to me or Mikey" I said quietly, though he heard me and looked down at the floor, crying now, making my heart break "You cant do anything to make it up to me" i said after, speaking again, that was slightly weird, i hadnt spoken in a while but i dont care any more, i cupped his cheek with one hand and made him look at me, i then gave a crooked smile, him returning the same crooked smile "I dont want to speak Gee... Something happened the other day... And i hate myself for it, then something else happened after that... its too scaring... and talking got me into that mess, i cant keep ruining things!" i explained, he sighed and hugged me tightly then puled away and kissed me gently, grazing his tougne against mine, i parted my mouth and let his tounge explore my mouth, but soon he pulled away, only a string of suliva contecting our mouths,
"Frank what happened?" he whispered to me, i looked down and shrugged, he wasnt going to give up that early "Frankie!" he said, i looked at him, now tears falling down my face furiously, he held my hands in his then told me to tell him, i opened my mouth, my bottom lip trembling, though i still told him
"I was raped Gee..." I cried, him crying with me, he hugged me tightly then stood up, picking up my bag and holding his hand out for me to take, which i did "W-What are you doing?" i said standing up, he then walked me back to my house. Once there we stopped on my porch, I got my phone out and looked at the time 9:32 It read, wow, that Grave yard sure is far from my house, then agian, it does go further than the hospital... so i guess i understand the time it took. I looked at him confused "What are we doing at my home?" i asked him, still slightly confused with the reasoning for being there, he then hugged me, getting my keys out from my hoodie pocket and unlocked my door, he is a sligh bastard... but i guess i love him. Or not. I still have no clue. Im not good with those things. He pulled me in my home and closed the door behind me. Then putting my bag on the floor, next to the door, then removing his shoes. What the fuck? Is he planning on staying? I dont know. I guess he is welcome...? "Gee... what are you doing?" i asked, he hushed me then pulled me into the sitting room, laying me on the sofa, what the fuck is he doing to me? He then left the room, leaving me on the sofa... what the actuall fuck?! I soon heard stomping coming down the stairs. It was indeed. Gerard. He was holding some clothes and blankets. Grey sweat pants and a long white cotten top, then some fluffy white socks. He put those on my coffee tabel so when i wanted to get changed in to something i could. He then put the blankets over to sofa, as i got up and ran upstairs with the clothes.
I got changed quick though when i went out my room, Gerard was standing there about to knock. I looked at him smiling, him smiling back to me "Frank I... I love you