Prologue

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Franks POV

"No"

"Frank just list-"

"NO"

I grabbed my jacket and slammed the door on my way out.I had no idea where I was going, I didn't care, as long as I was away from them.

I wasn't going to let her dump me in some stupid boarding school. She said I should 'spend some time away from home' and that it was 'for the best'.

Yeah right.

I heard him talking about how he 'needed a break'. My mom picks the worst boyfriends, this new one called Vince had only been around for a month and he already beat the crap out of me several times. Not that I cared anymore, fighting back would just make him angrier.

But now he wants me gone.

You'd think my mom would at least put up a fight to keep me here but no, she would do anything for anyone who made her feel 'happy' again.

I snorted at the very thought of her knowing what happiness was and lit another cigarette, putting the stick of suicide between my lips and letting it slowly kill me.

------------------5 hours passed------------------

I cautiously walked up my garden path, it was quarter past one in the morning and I couldn't stand the cold a minute longer.

The door wasn't locked as usual so I stepped in and quietly shut it.

I was halfway up the stairs, avoiding the creaky steps like a ninja when I heard a voice behind me.

"The fag returns"

Vince.

I turned around to reply when I was pushed up against the wall.

"What the fu-"

"Shut it fatass, now listen here. You're gonna do as me and mommy want and go to that school. You're in the way and I want you gone"

I laughed.

"Well, I asked you nicely" his grip tightened and he laughed, pulling a knife from his back pocket.

I could feel the cold metal against my skin and although I wanted to die, I wanted to go in a less shitty way.

"Fine." I spat back and he let go, causing me to fall down the stairs.

I didn't bother moving when I reached the bottom. I just lay in a crumpled heap and thought. I wasn't scared when he pushed the knife almost into me, he didn't scare me, i wanted to go. Anywhere is better than here.

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