The Bully (Frerard)(Completed)

Chapter 25: The Sad Truth

Gerard's POV:

"Hey! Way!" Greyson calls after me right after fourth hour gets over.

"What, Greyson?"

"So, stood up for that little pansy, huh?" He asks me. What the fuck? I didn't stand up for him, I simply showed the whole school that I'm tired of being a bully to the boy I love.

"Sure, if that's what you wanna call it," I mutter as I open my locker.

"Well, what the fuck do you call it then?"

"I call it showing the whole school that I'm done being a dick and bullying the boy I love. Is that too much or something? Is there something wrong with loving the same gender? Please, enlighten me on this," I shout in his face. I'm so fucking tired of this!

"What'd that faggot do to you?" Greyson asks in an accusing voice.

"He didn't do anything, I did."

"No, he changed you. He... He.."

"He what?" I raise my voice. What on earth could he possibly be blaming Frank for now?

"He turned you into a faggot," he says in a voice that is now full of defeat.

"Okay, fine you homophobic little shit, hit me. I don't care!"

"I can't."

"Why? You have no problem beating the shit out of every other gay person that walks these halls!" Now I'm just yelling at him to get built up anger out, I honestly do not want him to punch me. His biceps are like the size of my thighs...

"Because, Gerard! Because you're my best friend and I just can't, okay?" He says with a sigh.

Then Frank walks by, "Gerard, we have lunch, come on."

I nod and look at Greyson, "If you can't beat me up for being gay, don't beat anyone else up."

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I'm actually fucking glad I have last hour with Frank, Mikey, and Ray. It means I don't have to spend my time finding them after school.

"Gerard?" The physics teacher asks.

"Yes, Ms. Ballato?"

"Please pay attention or I'll have to fail you," she slams a piece of paper on my desk, "again."

"Sorry, just... Something happened and I can't really take my mind off of it," I half lie, I really just don't want to say 'Sorry, I'm just thinking about my boyfriend and my brother and his boyfriend.' Like what the actual fuck.

"Well, perhaps you'd like to share it with the class?" She says in a curious tone.

"No, really, I'd ra-"

"His mom died in a car crash last night!" Some random freshman I've never seen just shouts out for the whole class to hear.

I close my eyes and pinch the bridge of my nose, this sucks.

My eyes start watering and threaten to spill over, great, now I'm crying. Frank scoots his desk closer to mine and wipes away the tears, "Hey, just hold on until we get to your house, okay? I'll stay the night again if you want me to," he whispers in my ear and grabs my hand.

"Please," I say as a response.

The bell finally rings after only ten minutes of sitting there, "Come on, Gee, lets just go back to your house, okay?" Frank asks politely,

I nod and stand up slowly, "Are Mikey and Ray ready?"

"They walked out a minute ago."

I nod and start walking for the door, "Gerard?" Ms. Ballato calls.

I turn towards her and tell her to continue with a simple look.

"I'm sorry to hear about your mom."

"I'm sure you are," I reply and walk out the door. She has a reputation for being a bitch. So, when she pulls off this whole 'I care about you' bullshit, I don't believe her.

We go to my locker and I put my things in, tears still managing their way out if my eyes.

I follow Frank to his, and that's when I see Greyson. Just waiting by Frank's locker like the dick he is.

"Hey, Frankie," he says in a mock-gay tone.

Frank ignores him and opens up his locker, "Hey, do you think Mikey and Ray waited for us?"

"Um, they should've, if not then we'll just see them at my house," I say, following Frank's lead.

"Hey! Faggot! I'm talking to you!" Greyson shouts next to Frank's ear.

Frank just blows him off and grabs onto my hand, "What shall we do tonight?"

"Well, we could probably just screw around and work on those songs," I suggest. We need to get guitar and bass parts for my songs, like really bad because they're due in less than two months.. Gosh.

"Yo! Homo! Go deaf or somethin'?"

I just turn around, "Greyson, why don't you kindly fuck off?"

He scoffs and turns around to walk away, not before adding, "Just remember, Gerard.... You were like me too."

That hit a nerve, not of anger, but sadness. My eye twitches a bit and then my eyes start to water up.

"Gerard, what's wrong?" Frank asks with concern.

"Just... What Greyson said..."

"That shouldn't matter. The past shouldn't matter like that. Just live in the present and think about the future," he says wisely.

"I... I'll explain at my house."

He nods and squeezes my hand a little before we start on walking again, "Hey, Gerard?"

"Hm?"

"I love you," he whispers.

I smile and whisper back, "I love you, too."

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*heavenly music*

xoxoCrashFire