A/N: I just wanted to put it out there that the character Jason Silver is not my original character. He's actually from the amazing book I am J, by Cris Beam. anyway, enjoy this (sad) update.
this chapter is so fucking sad, you have been warned, you might cry idk. i wanted to punch myself for writing this.
Gerard's POV
"Hey, Gerard, what do you wanna do for lunch?" I heard Jason say. My face was pressed to the desk, and I was staring at the floor. I read the small pamphlet over and over again, as if I couldn't believe what was typed right there, in front of my face.
Jason tugged at my hair, pulling me up to make eye contact with him.
"You're crying. Why are you crying? What happened?" He asked softly, taking the paper that was in my hand and reading over it. He looked back down to me, and his face softened.
"I'm so sorry." He mumbled, pulling me into a hug. I clung onto his shirt.
"I wanna go home." Jason picked me up this morning and took me to the school, so my car was still at home.
"Okay. I'll take you home. I'll tell your class to come to my room because next period is my planning."
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"No no, you're not breaking down on the steps. Inside. Come on." Jason made me stand up and walk inside, tears flowing freely down my face.
I sat on the couch, my body trembling. I placed my head between my knees, breathing in and out slowly. I felt a hand rub my back. I looked up to see Frank, and Jason was sitting in a chair.
"You should stay home tomorrow. Everything will hit you hard tomorrow, trust me." He said softly, running a hand through my hair.
a/n: cancer just came on, there are tears. :-(
"She was doing fine. Everything was fucking great, Elena got released from the hospital and was back home. They said she was doing great, things would be great." I took a deep, shaky breath. "I just.. I don't understand." I stood up, walking to the door.
"Where are you going?" Frank and Jason asked simultaneously.
"I gotta go get my stuff. I-I left it there. In the school." I opened the door.
"Gerard, I love you." Frank blurted, and I stopped in my tracks. I shook my head.
"No, no you don't. You're just saying that out of pity." I walked out, closing the door behind me and getting into my car.
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"Mr. Way! I was just about to call a sub." Principal Craine was in the room. The students eyes were locked on me as I walked into the room, grabbing my bag and putting my laptop into it, amongst other things.
"Oh, no, I just came to get my stuff. I'll be heading out in a couple of minutes." I threw my bag over my shoulder, taking off my shades. "Mr. Silver is on his way, he said he's gonna cover for my class while I'm gone. You might want to get a sub for the rest of the week, honestly."
"Why is that?"
"Family emergency." Craine nodded.
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