Franks pov :
The worst day of my life is when my father left when I was little . I remember the day exactly . Coming home from school as usual going to do my homework and all I hear was yelling .my parents would always be fighting and sometimes over stupid shit like not washing the dishes . So I just though this fight was like any other one that was until I heard the scream .
I was frozen I didn't know what to do . I quietly got up and went to go check on my mom and when I saw them my dad punched me . Even though I didn't do anything
"Frankie baby go to your room ok mommy is fine " my mom told me . at that point my face was filled with tears and my dad yelled " stop being a fucking fag Frank grow the fuck up " with that he started hitting me and I tried to run away but I couldn't . I ran up the stairs my heart beating fast, my vision blurred with tears and when I got to my room and I locked the door . The rest of the night I stayed underneath my bed until I finally heard the front door open .
I heard footsteps coming up to my room and I started to cry . Thinking it was going to be my father and my mom was the one that left
" Frankie ... It's me mommy open the door " with that I quickly got up opened the door and went into her arms crying .
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That was eight years ago and I still remember that day as if it was yesterday . Now this year in October I'll be turning 16 and everything has changed . My mom and I moved to New Jersey and she got a job at the hospital which kind of sucked cause she isn't home that often and I don't like to be alone . Ohh and did I tell you . I also have a new stepdad.
His name is Gerard way and my mom and him have been together for about a year and she is so in love with him . Gerards a artists . He even has his own studio in the basement and I'm actually never allowed down there but honestly I don't care . I usually spend my whole day in my room and only come out to eat but you know I'm a teenager I can do things like that .
I feel like I have a good relationship with Gerard . He takes me to school sometimes and he makes dinner for me and we have small talk but sometimes I don't like the way he looks at me . Like I understand he is an artists and sometimes they always like to judge and see the beauty in things but I don't know it gives me a weird feeling .
Right now I'm heading back home . I just started high school and it seems like big deal but really it's not and honsetly I'm tired of it already and u still have three fucking years to go . When I get home I immediately call out " I'm home !!" I throw my bag on the couch and I head to the kitchen " hey Frank " Gerard says already starting on dinner " what up gee .. What you making " " I'm making lasagna your favorite "
"Ohhhh thanks gee .. What's the special occasion " he asks smiling cause usually when they make his favorite something up . And Gerard just smiles " nothing Frankie you just go up to your room ok I'll call when your mom is here and dinner is ready ok "
I start to head up stairs " mkay gee " I say and I head to my room not noticing the look Gerard gave me the one I was talking about .
An hour later my mom finally arrived and dinner was ready . Gerard called me and I headed downstairs . My mom looked so tired and I hugged her and kissed her cheek " hey mom how was work " she smiled softly " it was ok a lot of patients but yeah " she say and we sit at the table Gerard giving us are food " thanks gee " I say smiling at him softly and he smirked " well your welcome Frankie " . I awkwardly looked down and I begun to eat . While we were eating my mom said " so Frankie ... I know you just started high school and I know it will be a bit stressful but I wanna let you know we are always here for you " I smile not sure why she is saying this .
"And we know in a couple of months you will be turning 16 and we wanted to give you a present" Gerard says and from underneath the table a whit les Paul guitar come out and I choke on my food " a-are you serious " I squeak out smiling widely and I jump up " oh my god holy fuck thank you !!" I say and I hug my mom " I love you so much " I say and I kiss her cheek .
I go to Gerard and I hug him to and I feel my stomach flip never have hugged him and I feel his arms wrap around my waist a little lower then usual and I blush brightly and I feel his hand going lower and I step back acting as if nothing happened and I smile widely " thank you guys !! " Gerard just gives me a wide smirk and I look away to my mom and she smiled " well go try it out .. Me and Gerard will stay down here ok you go have fun with it " she says and I smile giggling and I go to my room carrying the guitar . The rest of the night I stayed up and played on it .
By the time I knew it . It was already midnight and I had school tomorrow so I gently put the guitar up and I laid down with a smile and I soon drifted off to sleep . Dreaming about being in a band . And I never wanted to wake up .
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So hi guys so this is my second attempt at creating a fan-fiction and hopefully some people will read and I would live to hear you opinions on it and hopefully next time it will be longer but yeah so update soon maybe tomorrow depends but yeah ... Byeee love y'all ❤️
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FanfictionFrank was a 16 year old boy living his life with his mom and stepdad . His father left when he was a baby and his mom met his stepdad when Frank was around 9 . His stepdad is an artists and he finds the beauty in everything . Frank wasn't really clo...
