--Frank--
The next week was absolute hell and Gerard was absent throughout the week, the bullying at school had gotten worse without the older Way, after all, his brother had been the one who was bullying me to no end. My mother had been sleeping around as of late and things just weren't happening in my favour.
It was the last period of the day, English. It had been fairly uneventful, apart from the casual giggles and a stray piece of paper being thrown at me, nothing out of the usual.
At the end of the teeth-grinding period, the younger Way brother had approached me, I immediately prepared myself for a beating, but instead, he spoke calmly.
"Iero, you're aware that I hate you, correct?" He spoke with confidence, it was phrased as a rhetorical question, to which I grunted at, not in the mood for his games.
"Anyway, I came here on the behalf of Gerard." I almost choked when he said that he came for his brother.
"So he sent you to beat me up?" I asked, sarcasm dripped from my voice.
"I wish, no, he's a fucking mess, he has these moments, I'm asking you- no I'm telling you, that you need to go and speak to him." He said, avoiding eye-contact.
I nodded, walking off and ending the conversation with Mikey.
Once I got home, I had been in my room, messily writing down my anger-filled thoughts, the last person I wanted to talk to was Gerard, he pretends that we're the best of friends, then doesn't pitch at school or even text me as to why he isnt present? Yeah, there's no fucking way that I'll talk to him anytime soon.
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It was around 4am when I heard my phone go off, playing Sweet Dreams by Marilyn Manson, I quickly answered my phone, sounding groggy and unsure, once I heard his voice, his sweet, angelic voice, I almost had a heart-attack. Gerard fucking Way.
Author's Note,
Well hi, sorry for the short chapter, I kinda just forced this out.
Anyway, thanks to GerardsPinky for motivating me to update xD
