In My Mind Only (Frerard)

Where Did You Go?

Frank and I went back to school the next morning. He looked completely calm, or maybe I was just freaking out for him. I was nervous because there was a huge chance that Ray could retaliate. He hadn't exactly said much about the incident that was spread around, but I could tell it was affecting him. There have been times over the weekend where he checked his phone and would tense up, and I could only assume that it was someone from his company or Ray.

"Are you ready, Frankie?" I asked him as I pulled into the parking lot. I parked at the far end. He sighed softly and turned to me, giving me a little smile.

"Yeah, I think so. Thanks, Gerard. See you in class," he said as he unbuckled his belt and opened the door. I watched him walk onto the bus and really hoped for the best. I sat there for a few moments staring at the brick wall of the school before gathering up my bag and getting out the car myself. I sighed silently, jumping slightly as the sound of the bus taking off. I watched as it drove away.

"Maybe I should have gone with him?" I asked myself.

"With who, Mr. Way?" I heard a deep, familiar voice say. I turned my head straight ahead of me and saw Ray with a small smile on his face. I smiled a little bit, and waved.

"Hello there, Mr. Toro. Did you enjoy your weekend?" I asked. He gave me a little smirk, and I felt my cheeks heat up. I loved it when he did that.

"Of course. How could I possibly not?" He chuckled. "Well, are you going to keep staring at me or are you gonna walk inside with me?" He asked as he stepped ahead towards the door.

"Yeah, let's go," I said as I walked up next to him. We walked inside making casual small talk. I went in the direction of my classroom and Ray, surprisingly, followed. He noticed the questioning look in my eyes and chuckled nervously.

"Ah, um, I'm still not ready to face them, you know?" He confessed as I was unlocking the classroom door.

"I understand. Would you like to talk about it? I'm all ears and a closed vault," I offered as I walked inside and put my bag on my desk.

"Well, if you're really willing to listen, then okay. I guess it wouldn't hurt to talk about it. Frank used to tell me that all the time," he confessed. I thought for a moment. That doesn't sound like something he would say. Then again, I didn't really know who he was back then.

"You're friends with Frank? You punched him in the face the other day." I had to act like I didn't know he was part of the reason he had major trust issues.

"We aren't anymore. We used to be best friends, but, more than that, we were a couple." I was surprised he was telling me all of this, but I was really curious since Frank never elaborated more on the subject. I couldn't help but be curious! This was, like, a romance story you would find online or something!

"Frank and I met when we were in Jr. high, 6th grade, to be exact, and we were inseparable. He was always this kid in the class who would laugh at the dullest of things and have a smile on his face. He was the kid who made you happy to be in a certain class just because he was in it. Eventually, I started wanting to be the reason he was happy, because I loved him a lot. I still do."

"So what happened?" I asked him.

"Frank was my first kiss, my first love, and my first time. He was my everything, but then I met Jealousy. Life has a funny way of happening. I was on my way to meet him, and I saw her at the park and she looked a little lost. I guess that's drew me to her, you know, I wanted to help." I nodded at him to continue. "Yeah, well, she and I ended up becoming too close and I started ditching Frank to be with her more. After we broke up, he kind of faded into the back. A couple of months into freshman year, he started pursuing me, and it bothered me because I still loved him, but I didn't want to hurt Jealousy. I was so frustrated that I started taking it out on him." He looked like he wanted to say more, but stopped himself. I walked over and patted him on the shoulder, giving it a light squeeze. Ray looked at me, standing about my height and smiled, bumping his shoulder into mine.