Pretty in Punk (frerard)

Chapter 4

"I'm going out, I'll be back in an hour," Mama said.

"Okay, Mama, love you," I said.

She smiled, kissing my forehead. I went back to reading, the same book I've read about a million times. I didn't mind, I still thought it was good. I was cuddled up in my bed in the room I shared with Mama. I was so nice and cozy, I loved it here.

I heard the door burst open and I gasped in fright. I heard loud voices, big, clunking feet as I whimpered. I hid myself under the blanket in fear. The bedroom door opened and I heard someone walk forward. My blanket was pulled from me and I gasped, burying my hands in my face as I cried.

"Gerard?" The man in the blue uniform asked. "We're from the New Jersey Police Department, we're gonna get you somewhere safe."

"Where's my Mama?" I cried.

He picked me up and I cried, trying to push him away. There were other people in my house and I looked around in terror. They carried me away outside and I shrieked in fear. My Mama said I could never go outside because it was dangerous. It was so bright and scary and I hated it.

"Want my Mama!" I screamed. "Want my Mama! Want my Mama!"

"Want my Mama," I mumbled in my sleep as I cried.

I woke up, sobbing and looking around in fear. There were no men taking me away and I sighed in relief. I grabbed Dee, my blankie, and my paci and stepped out of my bedroom in the dark. I went into Mikey's room, shutting the door behind me. I cuddled up into the bed with him and he mumbled something sleepily.

"Gee, what are you doing?" He asked, his voice deep and slow with fatigue.

"Want Mama," I whimpered.

"Come here," he sighed.

Mikey pulled me closer and I sniffled, putting my paci into my mouth. I rested my head on his chest comfortably, closing my eyes as I fell asleep.

A few hours later a loud ringing woke me up and I jumped in fright, nearly falling off the bed. Mikey chuckled sleepily as he pressed a button on the clock and I scowled at him.

"Relax, Gee, it's just my alarm clock," he said. "We've gotta get up for school."

I sat up, putting my paci back into my mouth.

"Don't wanna go," I pouted. "Don't like it."

"Why not?" He asked. "Isn't Mr. McDonald nice?"

"He's nice, I just don't like going, it's too hard," I pouted.

"You'll get to see Frank there too," he said.

My eyes lit up but I looked down again with a frown.

"Fine, I guess I could go," I muttered.

I scowled but couldn't help but feel happy that I'll get to see Frankie again.

"C'mon, go get dressed so we have time to eat before we leave," he said.

I hurried into my bedroom. I put on the prettiest pink dress I had. There was a white bow around the waist and it had a white peter pan collar. I put on white thigh highs and pastel pink flats. I went out and found Mikey in the kitchen.

"Do you think Frankie will like this outfit?" I asked.

"Sure," Mikey mumbled.

He poured us both cereal and I watched in interest. Mama never gave me cereal, Mikey gave it to me yesterday. We ate before driving to school and I made sure to fix my hair and makeup perfectly. As soon as we stopped, I got out of the car and hurried into the building. I found Frankie talking with some friends while they leaned against the lockers. They all seemed to be dressed in black and some sort of leather and most of them had markers on their skin just like Frank. I skipped up to them happily and Frank smiled when he saw me.