New Kid in Town (Gerbert)

Chapter 1

Gerard Pov:

BEEP BEEP BEEF.

I lazily stumbled out of bed and pressed snooze on the alarm clock as I stretched my arms dreading the day ahead. I had to go shopping for my prom outfit, that sounds like it would be a magical and exciting experience, but not for me. See, I have this boyfriend, Frank Iero he seemed like the perfect guy sweet, charming, and god was he handsome. I thought I had won the lottery but all good things come to a end, one day when I was a few minutes late to his house...he stuck me in the face. I was so shocked I couldn't believe that this so called "perfect boyfriend" hit me right in the face, and that was just the start of it... Now everytime I make the slightest mistake its more verbal and physical abuse. And now I have to go to prom with him, a night that is supposed to be special between two people that love each other.

Suddenly I'm brought out of my trance with my alarm clock going off for the second time. I stand up and open my closet. I don't pick anything flashy because Frank says I'm "begging for attention". I throw on a pair of black skinny jeans, an Iron Maiden tee shirt, and a silver studded belt to top it off. Then I was on my way (wey reference) to school.

I pish open the school doors sighing as I'm anxious to see frank. As I wander through the corridors I spot frank talking to his big group of friends, probably about the next football game. I walk up to them trying to push through the crowd to get to my locker. Frank noticed me and walked up to me in front of everyone and kissed me on the cheek, "Hey gorgeous, you going shopping tonight?" He asked me. I wanted to make up an excuse like I have somewhere to be but I knew that would only end badly for me. "Yeah I'm going after school..." I mumble looking down at my feet. He puts his finger under my chin and tilts my head up to look in his eyes. "What's wrong babydoll?" He says in his sexy voice, he knows what that nickname does to me. God I hate how sexy he is, why can't I hate him? He looks at me longingly awaiting my response but all I can muster out is "nothing, just a long night..." As I fake a smile and walk towards my locker. Little did I know he was following close behind and when no one could see us he grabbed my shoulder roughly and turned me to face him. "Why are you acting this way?" He demanded. "I'm sorry Frank, I'm just tired I don't know what's wrong with me." I sighed. "Well you better fix it before people suspect something wrong." He said shoving me to the side as he walked away.