Frank's P.O.V.

I couldn't help but glance over to where he was as Jamia went to go find Katlin. He just sat there, back pressed against the wall what looked like painfully hard. His hand pushed back through his long, damp black hair, his gorgeous hazel eyes sewn to the chip in the pavement, looking flustered, bothered. He always was a little down after our very last show, everyone was used to that by now... but this was different. He never seemed this messed up before, he literally looked like he was on the verge of tears, and I just couldn't bear seeing him that way. I wanted to see that beautiful crooked grin on his washed out translucent skin, I wanted to see those diamond pierced eyes shimmer with delight, I wanted to hear the growing chuckle crawling from his voice box, but none of that was too be heard today.

I sighed, pacing over, planting myself on the ground beside him, he didn't even shift to look at me, I almost questioned my very existence. Then a small sound crept over his chapped pink lips.

"Frank, I-I cant just do this, I can't be away from here. I'm going to hurt her, Frank, I-I just know it. I can't be alone with her, I can't" he mumbled, tripping over his words nervously as he began shaking. I frowned, wrapping my arms around his waist, resting my head on his shoulder. I nuzzled his ear, letting my breath spiral past his ear and down his neck before pressing my lips to his feverish skin. My feverish hand snaked down his body, grabbing his thigh firmly. He let out a quite moan, leaning against me harder, as an arm circle my waist. I just wanted him to relax.

"Shh, baby, you won't hurt anyone, I promise everything will turn out fine. No one will know a thing, besides, we can make plans for some little... visitations over the break" I purred in his ear, letting my hand travel to his crotch, rubbing him through the rough material. I smiled as a gasp parted his lips, slowly flowing into a deep throaty moan as he grinded against my hand. He quickly pulled me into his lap between shallow breaths as I straddled his hips. Now I just hoped Jamia and Katlin wouldn't be back anytime soon.

"I can't be away from you that long, Frank. Fuck visitations, I'm going to keep you under my bed sheets until the next recording," he growled, grabbing my face between his hands and hungrily crushing my lips against his own. My hips slowly rotated, grinding against him at an almost agonizing pace. His tongue traced along my bottom lip, as he tugged my hair forcefully, a low moan seeping into the kiss as electricity riveted through my veins. I broke away from the kiss, attaching my lips to his silky throat, sucking roughly. A desperate hiss descended from him throat as he titled his head back for more access. My hands slowly migrated down his body, fingers slipping past the material of his jeans and tracing along his hips teasingly.

“Oh, god, just get on with it, Frank” he growled lustfully, clutching my hips as he rammed his crotch against mine. I moaned against his skin, biting his neck aggressively as my hand casually slipped it past the elastic line of his boxers. My fingers grazed his length lightly, circling his head causing him to throw his head back in pure bliss. I grinned against his skin, pausing my fingers in their tracks as I felt the blood rush to his cock beneath me, a whimper slipping from his lips at lack of contact.

“God damn[ it, Frank, would you ju- oh fuck!” he groaned gutturally as I pumped his erection hastily, attaching my lips to his once more. He moan deeply into my mouth echoing into the back of my throat as he bucked his hips, struggling with the buckle of my pants...

"Gerard? Frank? W-what the hell is going on?" a small voice squeaked from across the room. My eyes flew up, going wide with shock as I shoved away from Gerard, cursing under my breath, panting in fear as I turned to face the source of the voice. There stood Mikey his dark black-ish-brown, sweaty hair falling in his face as he stared at us wide eyed, his chest no longer rising or falling as he held his breath in utter confusion.

I felt the breath catch in my throat as I creakily turned my head to Gerard who was covering his face with his hands, shaking fearfully like a young child expecting the worse beating of their life.

"M-Mikey, please, please you can't tell anyone. You don't understand what could happen... Please Mikey, you have to promise us, please." I pleaded, as I stood, staggering toward him fearfully. The last thing we need is the world knowing about this, I couldn't dare put Gerard under anymore stress than he is already facing. What was I thinking... we are backstage after a fucking show, of course someone was bound to see us! I shook my head in disappointment at myself. Mikey blinked, the shock still settling into his features.

"Y-you're cheating on J-Jamia and Lyn Z...with each other?" he asked loudly, I shushed him, placing a finger to my lips as I approached him closer. I nodded shamefully, however, ducking my face to see the floor, digging my hands into my pockets.

"Yeah Mikey, we are... we have been for years Mikey. We love them, really we do, this is just so-so different. Please understand Mikey, please... you and I both know he doesn't need anymore shit to be piled on top of him" I whispered below my breath as I heard a sniffle escape Gerard's lungs from where he sat the floor. I peered up at Mikey, whom only shook his head in disappointment at us both. I didn't want this, I didn't want him disappointed at Gerard, his brother. I wanted this all to be my fault.

"Fine Frank... fine. I can't believe you two, how could you be so selfish?" He mumbled rhetorically as he turned, stalking away. I inhaled a shaky breath as I slowly turned toward Gerard, approaching him cautiously.

"I'm...s-sorry Gerard, I should have known better" I pleaded quietly as I came to a stop in front of him, staring down at his shaking form on the old concrete floor.

"Get away from me Frank, get the hell away from me! I told you, I-I told you I knew something would go wrong. Mikey won't keep the secret Frank, he won't... you god damn idiot" he growled at me, screeching below his breath as sobs racked his lungs. "I don't want to hurt her Frank, I don't, and look what you did, just look!" I knitted my brows angrily, the words forcing themselves out of my mouth before I could think better of them.

"Then why the fuck did you marry her?" my face went blank as my breath halted. Gerard lifted his head, staring up at me with red, tear washed eyes. His face crumpled in pain, as he grinded his teeth.

"I hate y-you" he choked. My heart tumbled out of my chest... what did I just do?

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Can you say drama??? xD

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