Black Dyed Heart Attack

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January the Sixth:

"Gerard, go get the door, I'm playing video games!"
I let out a sigh
"Mikey, you suck." He didn't respond to me and I went opening the door.
"Good morning, Gee!
-Frank, it's early and it's the fucking weekend...
-But it's the sixth...
-Let's get to my room...
-Good morning, Mikey!
-Morning, Frank!
-Is that God Of War?
-Yep, wanna play?
-Frank i've set the alarm so you better get to my room before it rings...
We got to my room and I laid in my bed.
"You're still sleepy?"
"Yes."
Frank laid beside me.
"Remember the time you got locked in the toilet?
-You locked me in there.
-I swear it wasn't me!
-Then who?
-Destiny? God? Satan?

*

"Tiny dick..."
I jump out and look up where Frank was spaying on me in the toilet as I'm pissing.
"D-don't look..."
"Too late... get out I need to tell you something."
When i finish the pee i try to get out but im locked. Panicking i don't know if I should beg him to open my door again.
"I know you're done pissing, get out."
What a sick plan.
"Gee?
-What?
-Are you...?"
-I am what?
-Masturbating?
-What?
-You know... touching yourself?
-N-no!"
He spies on me again.
"Then get out!
-I can't...
-What do you mean you can't?"
He tries to get in my cabinet.
"No don't get in... it's locked...
-You mean you locked yourself in the toilet and now you can't get out?
-I think yes..."
He starts laughing.
"Hang on, get in top of the toilet so the door won't hit you..."
I did as he ordered, and he kicked the door probably as hard as he could and opened it. Still not relieved yet, he holds me out of the toilet with a smile.
Why did he do that just to rescue me in the end?

*

"I'm glad I was spaying on you, or else you had been locked and nobody would notice...
-You never told me what you wanted to tell me...
-I know.
-What was it?
-Soon you'll know...
-It seemed so urgent and important. Now I'm curious...
-It took you too long to be curious...
-But tell me what-" i get cut off by my alarm ringing. I turn it off
He smiled at me and turned over to get on top of me, put his hands in mine.
"Frank...?
-Gee...
-What are you doing?
-Uh... getting up...?
-Your house's quiet far from mine, do you wanna stay a little bit longer?
-With you?
-No with Mikey, I don't like playing some of his games and it may be boring without someone playing with you...
-We can play something you like?
-Uh no I have to revise for our tests...
-What tests?!
-Next week's tests.
-What the hell? Next week?
-Yeah.
-So I better revise too...
-Yeah..."
He nods but doesn't make any move.
"Okay fine, wanna revise with me?"
"Really? Yes I want!"

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