Creepy Cousin Frank [[1/2]]
“You better find a date for the prom now before they’re all taken.”
Mikey’s words rang through Gerard’s head as he, once again, was turned down. Every time the girl (and the occasional guy) said those same words: Sorry, I’m going with someone else. He doubted that some of them actually were going with someone else, but those were the people he asked as a last resort. He wouldn’t be caught dead walking in with them, but he thought he just might die if he went alone.
As time ran out, he got more desperate. Even his mom had a previous engagement to attend that Saturday. Gerard once considered taking Mikey, but he figured taking his little brother to his senior prom wouldn’t be the best way to end school. Anyway, Mikey was planning on crashing the prom with a few of his friends and would probably spend the rest of the night smoking behind a gas station and under aged drinking. Oh, to be fifteen again.
The day before the “big night”, Gerard broke out the address book and started calling his cousins. Most of his family didn’t live in New Jersey and hopefully, no one would figure out that Gerard had to stoop so low to find a date. He started with the cousins he knew best and would be comfortable asking. He decided he didn’t like them as much when they burst out laughing at him. For an hour he went down his list of prospective cousins. He never knew they could laugh that hard.
Gerard finally had one name left. One name he deliberately put at the bottom list. He one cousin he dreaded having to see every year at reunions. Frank. Frank wasn’t always creepy. It started after Gerard told his parents he was bisexual at one of the many reunions. Frank overheard, and since then he had been a little… friendly to Gerard. Gerard dialed Frank’s number praying that he wouldn’t answer. He kicked a chair when he picked up.
“Hello?”
“Uh… hey, Frank. This is Gerard.”
“Oh! Hey? How are you, Gerard?”
“Good… I needed to ask you a favor. A favor with absolutely no attachments, okay?”
“And what would that be, cutie?”
“Aren’t you, like 30?”
“…I look young for my age.”
“..Yeah.” An awkward silence follows. “Yeah, so tomorrow is my high school prom… and I have no one to go with… but I want to go with somebody.” There was silence on Frank’s end. “Don’t make me say it, Frank.”
“Did I ever tell you how much I love your voice?”
“Yes. Every time we’ve ever talked. Just… yes or no?”
“I don’t know because you haven’t asked anything.”
Gerard could almost hear Frank smirking through the phone. Oh, how he loved to make Gerard squirm. “Will you be my date to the prom?”
“Of course, I will. I knew you’d give into me one day.”
“Oh my fucking god, Frank! You’re my thirty year old cousin! I have no interest in you.”
“I’ll change your mind by tomorrow night.”
The phone clicked, signaling that Frank had hung up. Gerard stared at the phone for a good five minutes before hanging up, suddenly not wanting to go to his senior prom anymore. He could just not go, but knowing Frank, he would come over to Gerard’s house and climb through his window.
Tomorrow would definitely be interesting.