Leviathan (Frerard)

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(TW: SUICIDE)

PART I:
I CAN'T BREATHE WITH THE RADIO ON

CHAPTER 2: "MAYBE WE SHOULD JUST END IT."

Gerard's pov:

He reached to hug me. I'm not over it I don't think I'll ever be. I hugged Frank back regardless of me being covered in that Kyle kid's blood. He let go of me. "I'll see you tomorrow." I climbed down and walked to my house. I climbed up into my room because I'm still covered in blood. I hid Kyle deep in the woods. There's no trace of me killing him and there's no point of him going missing. I tried my best to sneak around. I think Mikey's at Ray's house. I thought of Bert and washed the blood off my face.

Flashback:

I was walking with Mikey, Ray, and Frank to math. That's when I saw him. He sort of looked like a junkie. He had long greasy black hair and his roots were a little blonde, blue eyes, and he's very thin. I stared at him he's beautiful. I looked away as soon as he caught me and smiled. He stared at me back. He talked to me after the bell rang. "Your Gerard right?" He said. "Yes. And you are?" "Bert." He said with a smile. He reeked of cigarettes and booze. "Want to skip?" He asked. I laughed. "And why should I skip with you, Bert?" "Because I'll share my cigarettes with you." He said with a grin. Maybe I reeked of cigarettes and booze as well. "Sure." I grinned back.
We walked to the cemetery and smoked cigarettes with each other. It was kind of awkward maybe because I thought he was really attractive. I felt embarrassed and my face turning red. "I'm assuming your new." I said passing the cigarette to him. "Yeah, I got kicked out of the other school I was at." "For what?" I said curious. "Being drunk on campus, being high on campus, fucking someone on campus, and saying fuck you to all my teachers." I laughed. "Don't blame you who would want to be sober on school grounds?" He laughed back. "You don't like school either?" "No, I mean I like hanging out with my brother and his friends. But it's so boring without them in some of my other classes. Also I like art but that's pretty much it." "Do you like drawing or?" He said passing the cigarette back to me. "Yeah." "Can I see?" I smiled. "Sure." I handed him my notebook full of drawings. "These are really nice." I blushed. "Thanks."

He smiled. "Well I'm out of cigarettes." "I don't have any either." I said. "I think I left them home." "Then I guess we'll have to do this again tomorrow." I smiled and helped him up from the ground. "Sounds like a plan." "I need to walk back to school. Do you have to walk back?" "Yeah, I walk home with my brother and my friends usually. So I think I'd worry them." "Can I have your number. So we can plan our smoke skipping breaks." He blushed as he asked. "Sure, maybe we can have drinking skipping breaks too?" He laughed. "Damn, good idea." I gave him my number and he gave me his. We walked our separate ways. I like him.

But that was when I was happy. When he was happy too. Everything changed once he didn't show up to school for a week. At first I was mad at him for not coming. He also didn't meet me at the cemetery like he said he would.

Flashback:

"Bert why didn't you fucking tell me?" "Why do you care so much?" I didn't realize that I was being a little obvious. "Doesn't it make sense that I skipped? I hate school." I stared at him. "I uhh...." I said feeling nervous to tell him. "Well come on tell me why do you care so much?" He was smoking. He smokes whenever he's mad. I rolled my eyes at him. "Fine. Okay I like you." "You like me how?" He said teasing me. I laughed so did he. "I'm just fucking with you. I like you too, Gerard. That's kind of why I started to talk to you. I thought you were really pretty." I blushed. He was getting really close to me. He kissed me. "Come on let's go Gee. I don't want you mad at me." I stayed quiet and for the first time I held his hand.
"How come you didn't come to school for a week? The real reason not the bullshit reason." I asked him we were smoking again. He became very quiet. "I didn't feel like it. But also because of this." He took his shirt off I blushed but I could see a lot of bruises everywhere. "Who are these from?" I asked and gave him the rest of the cigarette. "I have an asshole for a step dad." "Oh." I said and felt bad for him. "So you didn't come to school because you didn't want anyone to see the bruises?" "Yeah. But I'm here now. Well technically I'm skipping with you but still." "Smart ass." He laughed. "I'm a liar." "What do you mean?" I said. He put his shirt back on. "Well I pretend that I'm fine but I'm really not. I have depression." He said straight to the point.

I held his hand. "I'm sorry, Bert. I wish you didn't have to go through that." He smiled. "That's sweet of you." He said and he passed the cigarette to me. "I don't want to be alive anymore." "Same here." He said. "Maybe we should just end it." He said speaking a bit morbidly. But I don't blame him. What's the use if we're never going to get better. "When?" I asked. "November, ten months from now." "Why ten months from now?" He blushed and looked away quickly. "Why? Come on tell me." I said, he's acting cute. "Maybe I want to spend some time with you." I gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Okay sure, we'll both die on that date." We ran out of cigarettes again. "Let's go to my house. I don't like the way your parents sound." He smiled. "Sure. I've never really met your friends or brother."

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