Damage Repair [Frerard Fanfic]

0.2-Gravity don't mean too much to me

Waking up hurts me. Literally. The gauze was filled with a lot of blood and thank goodness my sheets are black. I get up and go to the restroom, I unwrap the gauze and see the wounds. "Motherfucker." I mumble to myself. I re wrap it and pull my sleeves down.

I look at my digital clock and it reads 1:30 am. Great, more silence to drown me. I have a huge craving feeling at the pit of my stomach. It's back. I don't know, should I relapse? I mean being a week and a half week clean is not a long time.

I go to my drawer and see a bottle of pills, a bag of white powder, and bottles of alcohol. I get five pills and open the bottle up and shoot them down my throat. I then make a line of the white powder and let it get sucked into my nose.

I shake it off and rub my face. I'm going to hell. I put the drugs away and take the bottle to my bed with me, taking large swigs from it. I feel very dizzy, I put the bottle under my bed and curl back up into my sheets. What a wonderful life...

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Why does waking up always involve pain? My head fucking hurts, my stomach hurts, but my heart hurts as well, I'm going insane. I don't want to move and I can't move. I know I'm awake and I know I'm alive, because I can feel my heart beating out of my chest. I don't want to go to school and I also don't want to be alive.

I hear a knock at my door. "Frank? Are you awake? Come on, you're going to be late for school." My mom. 

'Fuck me.' I roll over and groan. I get up and almost fall over, but I caught myself on my nightstand. I go to the restroom and throw up all contents into the toilet.

I get up from the ground and open my cabinet, grabbing the pain killers. I take two and swallow them dry. I hear my mom again. "Come on Frank, you're going to be late." 

"I know, mom." Damn. I change into black skinny jeans and a band tee, then putting my shoes on. I pull on my hoodie and pull down my sleeves a bit. I grab my bag and head to hell. 

"Frank, you forgot your lunch-" I slammed the door before she could finish. I'm not going to be hungry anyways. I get to the bus stop and see a new face. Wow, he has beautiful red hair and- then I see another new face. Let's just keep looking at the red head- "ow." That's a tree. Oh crap, now he's looking over here, look away. I turn my head and stand in my usual place to get picked up. 

I put in my headphones and acted casual, still staring. Well this is awkward... Should I talk to him first? Let's do it! I take out one of my ear phones and wave. "Hey, you new?" 

"Me? Oh, yeah, I'm new." He responds. "What's your name?" 

"I'm Frank." I give him a warm smile. "And you?" 

"I'm Gerard, and this is my brother, Mikey." Gerard looks back at his brother, but his brother is too focused on his music and phone to be paying any attention. 

I open my mouth to say something, but the bus pulls up. Thanks life. "So, Gerard, wanna talk more on the bus then?" 

"Sure, I don't wanna have a boring ride." We enter the bus and sit down opposite each other with Mikey by his side. 

"Where'd you come from, Gerard?" I turned to him.

"Pencey Prep, horrible school, boring." 

"Yeah, I've heard About it. Glad you made the move?" 

"We'll just have to find out." He turned and looked straight ahead. He looked pretty feminine, and maybe gay. I shouldn't jump to conclusions though. Maybe today won't be so bad after all.

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IM JUST GOING TO DO THIS IN ALL CAPS SINCE I DONT HAVE BOLD AT THE MOMENT. DONT THINK IM YELING OR SCREAMING. BUT SORRY FOR THE SHORT CHAPTER AND STUFF I JUST WANTED TO GET A CHAPTER IN AND WANT TO BE NICE SINCE PEOPLE ACTUALLY READ THIS STORY AND THIS HAS LIKE 190 OR SOMETHING READS YAY. ENOUGH OF ME 

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