The Bully (Frerard)(Completed)

Chapter 30: I'm Done

Frank's POV:

I have every intention of avoiding Gerard today, except for in music and physics where I have to be around him.

I can't just not doubt him, how can he tell me to not doubt him?! I have every right to doubt him, every reason to doubt him! He, of all people, should know that. He deserves everything he feels, everything I'm making him feel. The sadness, the anger, the hurt, the want. Everything he's made me feel for over a year, it's exploding back in his face, and I'm glad. He needs this, he needs to realize that I'm not just some play you or whatever the fuck he views me as, I'm done messing around, I'm done with all his bullshit, I'm done with him having such horrible mood changes that has him going from sobbing on the sidewalk to slapping me, I'm just done.

Now I'm walking quickly to school just to try and avoid Gerard, like I said, I have every intention of avoiding him except for first and last hour.

I have my earbuds in and playing Sleeping With Sirens song With Ears to See and Eyes to Hear. I'm playing it loud, like always, for obvious reasons.

Even though it gets rid of hearing anyone, it doesn't get rid of senses, I know someone's behind me and I know who it is. I sigh and keep walking, he's not getting to me today, not anymore.

I can feel him getting closer, so I speed up my pace. I can sense him getting closer and closer with every step I take and every attempt to go quicker, I swear I'll be running by the time I make it to school.

I feel his breath tickling the back of my neck, that's when I completely lose it, I turn around quickly, take an earbud out, and shout, "What?!"

He looks taken aback, and takes a quick step back, "Just wanted to talk is all."

I roll my eyes and place the earbud back in my ear, "No," then turn around and keep walking.

I can feel him still right on me, not having any intentions of moving, I quickly get irritated and wish he would just get the hint already.

"Gerard, just go away," I mutter loudly, not even taking out an earbud.

I know he replied because I could hear a little fuzzy noise go over the sound of my music, I just don't care what he said, like I said, I'm pissed off and done with his shit.

That's when he pulls me back firmly by the arm and rips out my earbuds, "It's rude to ignore people when they're talking to you," he says in a fake-sweet tone.

"It's also rude to hit your boyfriend, but you still did that," I mutter and try to get out of his grasp, which he only made tighter.

"We're gonna talk, and I don't care how long it takes, you're going to listen to what I have to say!" He says in a commanding voice, I felt spit hit my face, which thoroughly disgusted me. I reach up and wipe it off with the sleeve of my hoodie, "Yeah, thanks spit queen, can I go?"

That only enraged him even further because then he got in my face, "No! You can't, because now I'm the one talking, not you, so shut the fuck up and let me talk!"

"Dude, we can't afford to miss music, we have to work on those songs," I try to reason with him, gosh I hope this worked.

It looks like realization hit him, "Fine, but we're talking after school."

"Ha, no," I mutter under my breath so he doesn't hear.

"What was that?" He asks in a serious yet curious tone.

"I said, 'No.'"

"I said, 'Yes,' so that's what going to happen," he says it with what is now a threatening tone. And he expects me go and jump right back into his arms.

"There you go again!" I shout as school starts to come in sight, "You always think everything has to go your way. Stop thinking that! It's not all about you, other people have feelings, other people don't want what you want. I'm not going to have a talk with you after school because I don't want to! I want you to wait until I'm ready, I'm not ready, Gerard. I'm not ready to go and jump back into your arms and pretend that everything is fine and you never broke your promise, that isn't how life works," the whole time I was putting more emphasis on 'want' each time I said it, I was really trying to get the point across. And I hope I did.

He sighs, sounding defeated, "Okay, Frank, but can it please be soon? I'm really just falling apart..."

"It'll be when I want, just remember, I waited for almost two years, I think a few days or weeks would be enough for you," then I walk ahead of him and into school.

*~*

"Frank," Ray calls quietly to get my attention, "you look really pissed off, and that's really affecting your playing."

"I am pissed," then I shoot a glare at the back of Gerard's head.

"Just don't worry about him, focus on playing, I swear, it'll make your mood better."

I nod and take a deep breath, "Thanks."

"Alright guys, do you think we could do a run through of I'm Not Okay?" Gerard asks everyone.

I nod proudly, I know my part.

"Um, I don't exactly have a drum part yet," Bob says awkwardly.

"Um... Can you like think of one off the top of your head?"

"I can try..."

He counts is off and then Mikey, Ray, and I start playing our parts excellently!

Then Gerard comes in with my lyrics and, even though I'm pretty thoroughly pissed off at him, I still love his voice, I'll admit that.

"Holy shit, that was great!" I shout, and grab onto my microphone in excitement.

"No! I couldn't find a decent beat," Bob complains.

"Go home after school and work on it, I know you'll find something great!" I look at him and smile. He returns it and nods once.

"That was a good run through," Gerard agrees.

*~*Lunch

"Hey, Frank, only four days left until your birthday," Mikey reminds me.

"Oh, shit! You're right!"

"We, Ray and I, have an awesome plan!" He says quite loudly, attracting a few glances and even some stares.

"Nah, I'm not really... I don't want a party or anything..."

"Come on! We already have everything planned out," he says in a whiny tone, "we spent, like, a lot of time on this!"

I sigh a little and glance over towards Greyson's table where Gerard is staring blankly at me, "Is Gerard going to be there, or whatever?"

"I don't know, actually," Mikey says with a questioning look, "I'm not even sure he knows about it."

"Fine, I'll go."

*~*Physics

"Oh. My. Fucking. God. We're going to fail this fucking project!" Mikey shouts while pulling at his hair.

"Shh, dude, we just need to-" I stop myself when an idea forms, and everyone looks over at me.

"Need to...?" Ray asks in an urging tone.

"I have it, I have an idea! We've learned that when you touch something, it's also touching you!"

"And that's helps us how?" Gerard says in a bored tone.

"Well, asshole, we can use our smart ass minds and come up with some sort of smart assy project that really will take no time at all," I say with a smirk.

*~*~*~*~*~*

Okay, here's a crappy update. I don't know, I made coffee, and I'm pretty happy and I was like, 'I wanna write!' And then I was talking to a bunch of people and.... Didn't have much time to write. Oh, and do any of you want to talk to me? Like... My Kik is weebandswee  and my Snapchat is bluepurple42

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