The Bully's Plan

What a Great Way to Start Again

Gerard P.O.V

          Starting school again was not what I wanted to do, in fact it was the last thing on my list for life. This is the second to last year in high school and I don't think I could handle that place anymore. I barely made it though last year without getting killed. I did ask my mom if I could change school but she said, "It will make things more difficult to drive to two different schools."
     
 She doesn't know that Mikey hates me now. He doesn't talk to me anymore or at least not like he used to. We used to be each other's best friends but I had to ruin it. I thought he would accept me but I was wrong. I told him I was gay and after that he hasn't been the same. He would call me the same names the kids at my school would. It has only gotten worst too. He's getting too strong for my pathetic weak body even if he was a grade below me. I hope things will change this year.

What if the jocks would leave me alone this year. Probably not, but it still would be nice to think about.

    
 I still have the scars on my body from when they would beat the crap out of me up. Its so hard to think I made it though the whole year without trying to kill myself, if I'm being honest.

 One time it was so bad that I had to stay in the hospital for a week, I was black and blue all over my body, a broken rib cage, and a broken arm.
    
 Of course when I went to school there was this rumor that I tried to kill myself. I tried to erase the memories but the more I tried, the more memories come to my mind.
   
After a while I was defeated and let the memories run though my mind until I completely broke apart. The sobs kept coming and coming until and cried myself to sleep.

 I get to school and hurry to my locker. Trying to ignore the jocks, but just my luck they are there,  Bob pushed me into the lockers and puches me in the jaw. I would of fallen back if Bob wouldn't have had such a good grip of my shoulders. After a few puches he calls out "FRANK COME AND FINISH HIM!!" I was too dizzy to see straight but Bob drops me and I fall to me arms and knees coughing up blood. I look up and see Frank. He comes close to me and starts to kick me, hard. For a moment I thought he gave me a sympathetic look be fore kicking me  some more. It felt like years until the bell rings but when it did frank stop, turned and walk away from me. I tried to get up but as soon as I did the pain shot though me and made me fall back to the floor. I get up after a while seconds and pull my hoodie up and walk to my first class. When I enter my first period class everyone stares at me some start whispering, some looked scared. I turn and a large mirror appears and my appearance is not me. My eyes are pitched black with red tears dripping down, my face is very pale and my lips look purple, like a bruise expect on your lips. I try to scream but nothing came up. I want to turn away as my face starts to change uglier and uglier but every time I try it feels like I'm trying to move a brick wall. The class starts to laugh  but it's not like a normal laugh it's like an evil devil laugh like the joker or something.  Then a ghost appears and says " Why don't you just kill yourself no one will care an-" but he was cut off and then I woke up.
  

"Wake up you fucker psycho."

After I woke up from the nightmare, I look up and saw my brother and my mother. Mikey look annoyed and my mother look like she just saw a ghost.

"I told you, he was just dreaming." Mikey said to Donna.

"That wasn't a dream that was a nightmare, Mikey, and I'm just got scared because I heard screaming." Donna reply.

Mikey rolled his eyes to say he doesn't care and walks to the door with Donna not to far behind. Mikey open the door and let Donna walk out and then he shut the door and walked over to my bed and punched me.

"You are pathetic piece of shit-"

Second puches to the jaw.

"Poor little gerard still having nightmares?-" he gives an pouty face "Is the pathetic emo boy scared?"

I could barley answer because of all the pain I'm in right now.

"No." I managed to say but soon regretted it.

After Mikey heard me say that he beat me from head to toe. Cut all over, bruises forming, a busted lip and a bloody nose.

Mikey left the room with a smile on his face. At least he is happy now that's all that matters really.

I get up and out of bed and trudged to the bathroom to see what made Mikey smile because  he ever smiled at me anymore.

I wished I didn't looked in the mirror. One of my eyes was bruised badly and there was a big slash across my forehead bleed incessantly. My lip had busted and there were bruises on my jaw and cheek bone.

Wow. Isn't a great way to  start school again.

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I know it's shorter then usual but some parts just didn't fit in with the rest of the story. Comment and vote! -Xotegs

"You got to die for something beautiful" -Palaye Royal