Icy Blues (Gerard Way Teacher)

Chapter Nineteen: Broken Relationships

I stayed at Frank's house for a few days because I had a feeling Gerard would be showing up at my house and with my current state. That was the last thing I wanted. Coping with the fact that I can't have kids was both relieving and saddening. On the bright side there is no chance of me getting pregnant with the spawn of Satan. But on the down side. If I ever wanted kids in the future. It wouldn't be a possibility. I was never going to be a mother. And Raelyn was never going to be an aunt. But being seventeen and in the current situation I'm in. It didn't hit me as hard as I know it would in the future.

"Can I please just stay one more night?" The sun was going down and I didn't feel ready to face Raelyn. With this physical evidence. I'm going to tell her. Tomorrow. Maybe. If Frank lets me stay. "That's what you said last night Riley. You've missed two days of school and you're going to have  to face Raelyn at some point." Frank crosses his arms and rests his feet on his coffee table. "I know. But it's already late and Rae is probably already either sleeping or working! I'll go home tomorrow and still make it to school for Friday. I promise this time." I clasp my hands together and shake them in a begging motion causing him to laugh. "Fine. One more night. But I'm taking you home before I leave for work tomorrow so it's going to be early!" I jump up from my seat and jump on him. Engulfing him in a tight hug. "Thank you!" He laughs and hugs me back. "Now go on. Find something to wear so I can wash these clothes."

I stand up and put my hand up to my forehead. "Yes sir!" Before chuckling. He pats me on the back of the leg. "Get going you dork!" I jog down the hall into Frank's bedroom. It wasn't anything to special. The only think worth noting is the scattered papers and clothes on the ground. He was so disorganized. I walk over to his dresser and look up at the mirror he had hanging above it. My cuts were healing pretty nicely and my bruises were still purple but had faded a fair bit. I still looked awful. But the only thing that can fix that now is time.

I dig through his drawers and pull out a random shirt and a pair of his PJ pants. It felt kind of weird wearing his clothes but I admit. They're comfortable. I feel my pocket buzz and I pull out my phone. It was Aron again. I updated him on what had happened but haven't texted him since. He seems kind of worried about me but also just wants me to either go to his house or get to school. I've had to lie and say I'm at my house. Basically bed bound until Friday. I just want to enjoy the last days of freedom I have with Frank. I already explained everything to him. Including what Aron's had done and the deal I made. I don't know what I did to deserve somebody as amazing as him. He was so understanding and sympathetic when I told him.

(How are you feeling tonight? You're still coming to school on Friday right?) The text read. (I'm feeling better. I'm going to sleep though. I'll text you before school on Friday. Goodnight Aron.) Gerard has been texting me to but I've just been ignoring him. He has no social threat against me. He wont do anything unless we're alone.

"Come on Riley! It's getting late!" I let out a sigh and quickly change my clothes before making my way to where Frank's laundry room was. "Here. Sheesh you're impatient." I say with a groan while handing him my clothes. "What did you call me?" He tosses my clothes in the washing machine before turning to face me. "I called you impatient." I say smugly while crossing my arms. He takes a step towards me in which I take one back. "Come here." He takes another step. I let out a nervous chuckle. I quickly push him away from me, giving me a lot more space. "Hell no. Bye!" I swing myself around the corner and dart up the stairs. I couldn't stop myself from giggling as I hear his thumping footsteps from behind me as he kept tripping up the stairs. "Haha loser!" I call out to him as I bolt through the living room towards the room I was staying in. "Oh Riley!" I take a quick glace over my shoulder and see the fucker was hot on my trail. "Oh shit!"

I swing open the door and immediately go to shut it but frank was quicker then that. Him swinging the door open caused me to stumble back onto my bed where he was quick to hold me down. "Who's the loser now!" He wraps me in a blanket causing my vision to go black as he begins to tickle me. "Frank so! Stop!" I cry out through laughter. I try to yank his hands off but he was stubborn. "I take it back! I take it back! You're not a loser! Or impatient!" I was finally able to catch my breath as Frank pulls his hands away and takes off the blanket. "Nice bed head you dork!" He ruffles my hair even more. "You are so mean!" "But you love me." I scoff. "Don't get cocky now." I say to him as I fix the blanket.