Frank's POV:
We're about half way to Gerard's house before tears start falling down his face again.
"Gerard, what's wrong?" I ask softly, not wanting to make him cry more.
"I just feel horrible," he murmurs.
"Why?"
"I used to be like Greyson.." He mutters out coldly, I mean... It's Greyson, so I'd say it that way too..
"It's okay, Gerard."
"But it's not! How many of those scars on your body are from me? How many times did I make you feel like shit? How many times have I been your reason for cutting and attempting suicide? How many times have I made you feel worthless?! Frank, I'm a terrible person!" He sobs out and falls to his knees, "I hate myself."
I kneel down next to him and rest my hand on his back, "Gerard, it's not all about me," I say in a soft tone, "I seriously do not care that you've hurt me."
"Yes you do! I know you do!" He replies harshly.
"I don't."
The next thing he says is down right awful, "I deserve to die for all I've done!"
He shoves his face in his hands and rest his forehead on the pavement.
"Gerard! Please don't say that!" I beg him, "Please! You don't deserve to die!"
Harsh sobs emit from his body and he starts shaking, "Fra-ank..."
I lift his head up in my hands, "You mean more to me than anything, please, please don't say that."
He doesn't say anything, he just stays there, sobbing. I smile at him and then kiss him on the cheek, "Just remember, I love you, and I have since seventh grade."
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The Bully (Frerard)(Completed)
FanfictionFrank Iero has been picked on everyday in and out of school since he first came in seventh grade. He gets called all the same insults that he did in Maine before he moved. 'Faggot' 'Retard' 'Sinner' it never changes, and neither does he. But.... Wha...
