The Sharpest Lives. (on hold.)

Take My Fucking Hand

Since Gerard told me about what happened a few days ago, I've been trying to be more supportive, and understanding towards him. Not that I wasn't already.

Despite this, things at school have gotton worse. There's a new group who's got it out for us now, it's really annoying. Even the way they refer to themselves is beyond stupid. They're constantly walking around, talking down anyone who so much as glances at them the wrong way. Gerard's been taking it pretty personally, though.

"Hey emo, though we'd find you back here!" their 'leader', I think his name was Bert? shouted at me. I was out back, in the alley, smoking.

"Yeah, fucker. Been waiting for you, you wouldn't think I'd forget you right, love?" I growl to him, and his smirk grows as he turns to his fri- no. Minion.

"Jepha, looks like he's a bit feisty today, huh?"

"Oh yeah," the other kid pauses, scanning my appearance, "Where'd you get the ripped jeans, fag, cut 'em with the same razor you slice yourself with?"

Ouch. I'm just glad they aren't fucking with Gerard. He may be a senior, but he can't fucking take an emo joke if it kills him - and I'm worried it might.

"Hah, that's cute, babe. Where'd you hear that one, the same place you buy your dad buys his condoms? Obviously there was a mistake made there." I take one last drag of my cigarette, and put it out on the wall behind me.

 "Now, if you'll excuse me, lunch is about to start. Another time, love." I drawl, and begin to push by them, when something finds a tight grip around my bicep.

"Oh, but we're just getting started," a voice calls from behind me, and I'm quickly turned around. Next thing I know, I get a blow to my face. I feel a light trickle of fluid run down my cheek, and I hold my hand up, and the dark liquid spills onto it. Fuck. The assholes, satisfied with the damage caused, begin to snicker as they walk away.

I walk out from behind the school, and find Mikey and Gerard.

"Hey Fra- Holy shit what happened?!" Mikey questions, when he sees the blood running down my face. 

"Nothing just 'the Used' bastards fucking around, I guess my insults were better than theirs."

"Shit, we should get that cleaned up, c'mon, Gee." Mikey turns to his brother, who I realized was just sitting there silently. He slowly gets up, and walks past me, brushing his hand against mine on the way.

I look to Mikey, "Why isn't he talking?" only to get a shrug in response, and we continue to follow Gerard.

On the way to the bathroom, Mikey stopped us, saying he had to go in to do a project, and that he'd forgotten until now, so he'd parted, and said to get cleaned up, and he'd see me in one of our classes or something.

Once we'd gotten to the bathroom, I looked into the mirror that lined the sinks, and saw that my face was red and puffy, where a cut adorned it. The blood had stopped flowing, atleast. I looked to Gerard's reflection in the mirror, he was staring at the cut, with a look of sympathy. I turned to him, only to see him walk forword, and rest his hand on my face.

"They shouldn't do this to you.." he murmured, close to my ear, our faces only mere centimeters apart. I could feel his breath on my face, and it made me shiver, sending little pulses due south. Shit.

He pulls away, grabbing a wad of paper towels, and dampening them. "Sit on the sink." he instructs, and I do so. He dabs the cut on my cheek with the wet paper towels, and clears the dry blood from my face, tossing it once he's finished. Afterwards, he pushes my hair from my face, and grabs my hand.

"Frankie, if they ever hurt you again, tell me. I know I don't protect myself much. But I can try, and I'll protect you too .Take my hand, and never let go, okay? I'll never let them hurt you..I promise."

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Sorry, haven't posted in a while again, I know. Summer finally started here, and I'm trying to get used to my schedule, I've been waking up at night, and sleeping all day, as well as having to wake up in short bursts for appointments here and there. I'll try to post more often when I stop waking up with pounding headaches..D: (Also, for the record, I'm losing hope in this story. I'm not so confident with it/:)

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