~Gerard's P.O.V~
When the door slammed close I stood up walked to my desk and opened the drawer. Inside was my meds which I took, all of my clothes were still in my suitcase. Frank and I were meant to share the closet but Frank had all ready filled it with his band shirts, jeans, shoes and other things. I didn't try to rearrange his things so that I could have some space both out of fear of violating rule 2 and getting on Franks bad side (though i'm sure he physically didn't have one). Classes would start soon and if I were late I probably skip class out of the embarrassment of coming in and interrupting the teacher, so i quickly got dressed and head out the door. Luckily i got there early and managed to sit in the back corner seat my favourite place.
I had managed to sit in the back row for every class luckily. I had two classes with Frank. French and science. In French (the third period) which he sat as far from me as possible whether or whether not this was intentional I didn't know . But in science we were paired together as lab partners throughout the entire thing we sat in silence. Frank was texting someone (his boyfriend i assumed who ever he was) underneath the table and I simply did the work our teacher (who was probably in his mid 600's) assigned us. Near the end of the class Frank looked over at me and asked
"what the fuck are you actually doing the work?" I nodded "So your a fag and a nerd? wow your not gonna survive in ivy hall for long"
"your gay too" I passively muttered/whispered
"yes I'm team dick, but there is a difference between being gay and being a fag. You for example are a fag I even though I like sticking my dick in guys am not." the bell rung and Frank just when we left the room knocked me over, my stuff spilling everywhere. People walked past me not caring this was how my life felt constantly, like the back round noise that was muted by a soundtrack put on repeat
I wrote and read fanfiction after classes were over. Frank was gone all day and when he returned he smelled strongly of cum......
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Whispers in the dark (Frerard)
FanfictionFrank is an angsty asshole, at least that's what he lets on to be, When Gerard becomes his roommate he can't tell if he's happy or not. Don't speak. Don't touch my stuff. Without permission of course. Those were some of Franks rules for the qu...
