MCR Highschool [highschool AU]

Chapter 14

Gerard's POV from the last chapter

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After seeing the notes on his locker Gerard felt trapped. He needed to get away. Away from all the people crowding around. The people staring at him. Jumping into motion he turned and ran down the hall, ignoring the call of someone. He kept running until he found an empty room. Opening the door he went inside and sat in a corner, curling his knees into his chest. He heard the door open but didn't look up, thinking one of his friends found him. 

"Hello, Gerard." 

His head shot up horrified. Dustin had found him. 

"You're all alone. Where are your little friends?" Dustin sneered.

Gerard didn't answer, too scared to say anything. 

"Hmmm. This should be fun." Dustin walked over and grabbed Gerard by the arm and hauled him up. He dragged him to a desk and sat him down. Dustin walked around him and stopped in front of him, leaning down to be at face level. "Let's try something different today."

Gerard was terrified. He was alone in a classroom with Dustin and no one was here to help him. Maybe he shouldn't have run away from his locker. Then he wouldn't have been in this situation. 

"I'm going to talk and you're gonna listen. Because everything I say is true." Dustin started. "You are a freak. A worthless emo freak. And no one is ever going to love you. Your friends don't like you either. Your brother is tired of sticking up for you. Your friends don't want to be around you. They don't like you because you are a useless, worthless, emo freak. And that's all you'll ever be."

Gerard felt like crying. People always said that words didn't hurt, but they do, so much. Were the things Dustin said true? No, they couldn't be. But... what if they were?

Dustin smirked as he watched Gerard sit there. He watched for a moment and then left the room. 

Gerard didn't even notice. He kept thinking about the words said to him. Suddenly he felt sick. He grabbed his backpack and ran to the bathroom, expelling everything from the contents of his stomach into the nearest toilet. Tears made their way down his face. He wiped his mouth when it was over and shakily stood up. He flushed the toilet, washed his hands and rinsed out his mouth. Taking a moment to catch his breath he made his way out of the bathroom and towards his first period. Walking in the door, he pulled out the fake note that he always carried and gave it to his teacher and made his way to his desk. 

As he sat down he just stared forward, shaking his head as Mikey tried to talk to him. He couldn't tell them. Never.