Gerard's POV. The next day, I arrived late at work to find out that I was being trained by Frank again

The next day, I arrived late at work to find out that I was being trained by Frank again. Fuck, you'd think he could just ship me off onto another tattoo artist. I wouldn't mind hanging around Erica all day. She'd be fun to piss off. But Frank took everything too personally. He was cocky. He had a crush on my brother. He was the most annoying guy I had ever met.

"Hey Gerard," he greeted me pleasantly, with a smile. He didn't say anything about me being late.

"Hi," I returned. Why hadn't he yelled at me already?

"Today, you're working with me, or rather, I'll just watch how you work to make sure you do a good job. As from Monday, you'll have your own client load," he informed me. I nodded.

"No doubt you'll be reading the newspaper while I work," I replied.

"Actually, I've already read it. Page 97 has a massive article about The Skeleton and The Dark Ninja and how spies have said The Dark Ninja's really a woman and that she's pregnant. Apparently, there's a baby bump which I couldn't really see, but apparently there is one," Frank spoke. I looked at him strangely.

"Are you for real?" I asked.

"Yeah. That's exactly what the article says. Don't believe me? Then read it for yourself," he said, handing me a newspaper. I read over it, laughing by the end of it.

"It's just his six-pack," I replied, handing him back the newspaper and getting ready for my first client. I began tracing while Frank called all other tattoo artists into his office. I heard him speaking to them. I heard every word.

"Ok, so everyone, I called you in here because I want you all to be nice to Gerard. If you can't say anything nice, then don't say anything at all. He might be weird, but you all bad mouthing him in front of clients is bad for business. Besides, I'm going out with his brother and I wanna leave a good impression so that his brother doesn't get pissed off with me and dump me. You all got that?" Frank spoke. My eyes widened. Since when was Frank going out with my brother? Was he a retard? God, I knew his niceness was weird this morning. He had a hidden agenda. Be nice to Gerard and maybe his brother will agree to go out with him. Fuck him. I was gonna play his game right back at him.

"You're dating his brother?" Erica asked, sounding outraged.

"Yeah," Frank replied.

"Ew. Just, ew. Imagine having to spend Christmas and other holidays in the same room as Gerard," Erica spoke.

"It doesn't matter. I'm in love with his brother," Frank spoke. I froze. Whoa. In love? Was Frank fucked up? There was no way that he could love my brother. He didn't even know my brother.

To be sure, I decided to take a 'smoke break' and called Mikey. It only rang once before Mikey answered.

"Hey bro," he answered.

"Hey. Is there something you're not telling me? Frank's telling everyone that you're going out with him and that he's in love with you," I said, sounding panicked.

"What the fuck??!!" Mikey asked.

"He's saying that everyone has to be nice to me because he's going out with you and doesn't want you to dump him because he can't get along with me," I explained.

"Dude, he sounds like he's got mental issues. Stay away from him," Mikey recommended.

"I would, but I'm stuck training with him all day. I'll see you later on. I'm not doing any superhero duties tonight. I could, but they've given me the night off considering they're employing me. I might listen to the police radio for a little while to see whether anything massive comes up, but otherwise, I'll watch a horror movie or something with you," I informed him. Frank came outside to have a smoke while I was still talking to Mikey. He'd just caught onto the end of what I was saying. From the 'horror movie' part.

"Ok bro. See you tonight."

"Bye," I said, hanging up.

"Who was that?" Frank asked.

"My boyfriend," I informed him, lying through my teeth. I wasn't gonna mention anything about Mikey to him anymore. He had some weird obsession with the guy.

"Oh. You're into horror films?" he asked.

"Yeah," I replied. "Why? Not your cup of tea? I picture you being into Legally Blond and Miss Congeniality." Frank giggled.

"Hell no. I'll watch that shit when I wanna go to sleep. Horror movies are awesome though. I wouldn't have picked you to be into something cool like that," he spoke.

"Well, you know, people aren't always who you'd expect them to be," I informed him. At that point in time, I didn't know how right I was.