A Friend Like You (Ferard Fanfic)

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I got to school the next day. I didn't really care about my appearance anymore. I just threw on my black sweat shirt and khaki shorts. I didn't brush my hair or fix it in any way.

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I walked into the cafeteria. I didn't want to eat so I just walked back out and went to the library. I sat there and started drawing. My sketches weren't that good but it was the only thing to get Frank off my mind. As soon as I was drifting off to my own world, Frank walked into the library with Jamia. They were smiling and laughing. They looked so happy. Frank acted like I was never even there. He sat down beside me with his lunch tray. "Hey Gerard," he said while stuffing his mouth with a piece of bread. I got up and gathered up all my stuff. "Hey, where are you going? What's wrong?" "I don't want to fucking talk, Frank, okay? Just leave me alone." He gave me a confused look but then his eyes widened and he realized what he had done. He got up and started to chase after me. "Gerard, please wait, let me explain," he said. I started to raise my voice, "Frank, I told you that I don't want to talk. You did what you did and it's over. You've seemed to move on from me, so now I'll figure away to move on from you." A look of sadness fell across his face. He stopped trying chase after me. I slammed through the library doors. I walked out of the school doors and saw a couple kids smoking. I walked up to them. "Hey, give me one of those," I said to them. "You sure kid? Smoking ain't for wimps," said one of the kids. "Yes, now give me one." "Okay, chill out bro," he responded. He handed me one and I lit it. Breathe in. Breathe out. I felt it rush through me. I felt alive.

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I got home at about 1 a.m. that night. As soon as I stepped in the door I saw my mom passed out on the couch surrounded by beer cans and bottles of wine. Ever since dad left she's been drinking a lot. Well after smoking that afternoon we all went to buy some beer and shit. They all got drunk but I limited myself because I didn't have anyone to call to pick me up. I guess my mom and I were becoming the same person. I went upstairs but when I walked in my room Mikey was sitting on my bed. "Where have you been," he said. "I've just been out with a couple of friends, chill." He gave me a weird look. "Gerard, I saw you smoking with those skater kids today, please don't become like them, you're supposed to be a good influence. Don't become mom." "Mikey, I can do whatever I want. Now get out of my room and go away." He walked out with a look of pity on his face. He looked disappointed. It's my life, I can do what I want.

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(2 weeks later)
"HEY GERARD GET OVER HERE, WE GOT SOMETHIN TO TELL YA," one on them said. I walked over and they told me that they were gonna go out and get some drinks with some college kids. They asked me if I wanted to come. I accepted.

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Frank and I haven't spoken in almost a month. I haven't talked to Lindsey either. People have told me that Frank and Jamia are dating. I never see them together though. He's probably trying to make me come back to him just to break my heart again. I won't let that happen.

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I noticed Frank wasn't at school today. It was weird because he was there everyday. He was probably skipping with Jamia. I opened my locker and a piece of paper dropped out. I opened it and it said:

Dear Gerard,
I miss you so fucking much. I messed up so bad. I've been in love with you since the moment I saw you and I never lied about loving you. You are my world. I can't imagine a world without you and that's why I'm giving you this note. Goodbye Gerard. I'll see you again someday.
Love,
     Frank

I ran out of the building with the note in my hand. Tears streaming down my face. I ran so fast. I had to find him before it was too late.