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Gerard's POV. I can not believe it. The one good thing in my life is ruined




I can not believe it. The one good thing in my life is ruined. And I can't believe that I was played. Frank had a crush on my brother, told everyone that he's fucked a whole bunch of other guys in the last week and a half, yet he still tells me, "Oh, I don't sleep with anyone until after two weeks, but I'm breaking the rules because I love you." I can't fucking believe him!

God, I wish I didn't have super powers. I wish I was just some loser artist with a good job, no firey hands and a handful of loser friends. But no, I was a loser in a tattoo shop and my boyfriend turned out to be my douche of a boss.

I arrived home and slammed the front door before knocking down anything in my path. Mikey came running out of his bedroom to see what the fuck was going on. His eyes widened when he saw me.

"Gerard? I thought you would've been getting laid right about now," he said, looking alarmed.

"I would've been. Except that I found out who The Skeleton is, and I fucking know the guy. He's the biggest jerk off I've ever met!" I exclaimed.

"Oh my god, it was Frank!" he exclaimed. How did he know that?

"How did you know?" I asked.

"I uh, I sorta figured it out the other night when I was on the phone with him. But I wasn't 100% sure. I mean, his voice just sounded the same. That's all. And before you ask, I didn't tell you because I wasn't sure that it was definitely him. I mean, your description of a tattooed brunette matched his but I wasn't sure so I didn't want to worry you unnecessarily and that's why I tried to warn you to brace yourself in case it was someone like Frank," Mikey explained.I could've gotten angry with Mikey for not telling me, but I was already too upset to care.

"I feel so humiliated right now. I can't believe I was played. I mean, he would come into work and tell everyone he got laid when all I'd done was give him a hand job or when we hadn't even done anything sexual. He had a massive crush on you. It's just fucked. Everything is fucked. I'm never gonna find someone to be happy with," I spoke as I began to breakdown once more. I'd tried cooling myself off by blowing up every rubbish bin in New York City, but now that was wasted, because I just felt like shit again. I felt Mikey's arms wrap themselves around me.

"It's gonna be ok. I'm gonna make sure of it. I'm gonna help you through this. So don't you worry. I'll make you some coffee. You go and change into your pajamas," he suggested. I followed his suggestion and went to put on my batman pajamas. As Mikey came back handing me my mug of coffee, the apartment buzzer went off.

"I'll see who it is," Mikey spoke. "You just stay there," he added.

I sat in the chair in the living room and tried to eavesdrop on his conversation with whoever was downstairs at the apartment's front doors.

"Who is it?" Mikey asked.

"It's Frank. Is that you Gerard? I need to talk to you," Frank's voice sounded through the intercom.

"Don't you think you've done enough damage for one night? You've constantly hurt my brother and you've tried hitting on me while you've been going out with him. Just piss off home," Mikey told him.

"No. Please Mikey. I need to talk to him. I want him to know that I'm still serious about being with him. When we're together, he makes me feel like the happiest guy on the planet. I don't care who he is during the day. We can work around that. All I know is that I want to be with him," Frank replied. I rolled my eyes. I wished he would get the hint and leave.

"No. Now go away before Gerard sets you on fire," Mikey threatened, making me snort. I wouldn't do that to Frank. And unfortunately Frank knew I wouldn't.

"I know Gerard. I know he wouldn't do that. He's too gentle and kind. And I know, I've fucked up royally. But I've come here to make amends," Frank spoke.

"Well right now it's 1am. Gerard's tired. Talk to him on Monday. Cause I don't wanna have to kick your ass if you come up here and make Gerard even more upset," Mikey told him. I heard Frank's giggle echo out of the intercom.

"Dude, are you forgetting that I can break a brick wall with my fist?" he asked, still giggling.

"I'm hanging up on you now," Mikey said.

"NO! Wait!" Frank exclaimed out of desperation. But it was too late as I heard Mikey slamming the intercom phone down in its proper place. He then walked back into the living room.

"It was Frank," he spoke. I nodded.

"I know. I heard everything," I confessed.

"Did I do the right thing?" he asked. I nodded.

"I'm not ready to see him yet," I explained. He nodded in understanding.

"So is there anything you want me to do now? Do you want me to stay up with you? Or do you want me to get you anything?" he asked me.

"You go to bed. I'm not gonna be able to sleep. I'll watch infomercials or something," I said tiredly. I was too heartbroken to sleep. I'd probably end up sleeping all day tomorrow.

Mikey nodded, before walking off to his bedroom. I turned on the tv and watched the infomercials. There were some earrings up for sale. They were hideous, but people seemed to be buying them. Dumbasses!


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