The Bully (Frerard)(Completed)

Chapter 39: Jealous

Frank's POV:

I'm so fucking confused. Why the hell does Gerard want to take so damn long? Why the hell would he want three weeks?

I sigh, sitting in class, not in the mood to learn fucking physics.

I look over at Gerard, he's not looking at me, he's looking at some slut. I guess the popular jock-ish side of him hasn't left..

I put my head down, does this mean that he likes her? Or is he just staring off into space and just happens to be looking in that general direction?

'He totally likes her,' the pessimistic and most powerful part of my mind says.

"Shut up," I mutter.

"Excuse, Mr. Iero, would you like to repeat that?" The teacher, Miss Ballato, says in her all too annoyingly high pitched voice.

"No," I say and put my head down in my arms.

"I heard what you said anyways, why don't you just go make your way to the office," she smiles her 'caught you' smile and points towards the door.

I grumble under my breath and collect all my things. I take a final look at Gerard to see that he hasn't budged, he's still staring at the chick.

'He's going to say no, Frank,' that fucking voice says.

"Shut the fuck up!" I shout to myself, then stomp the rest of the way out of the classroom.

I throw all my stuff in my locker and go to the office, thinking about how to tell the principal that I got in trouble for talking to myself and try not to sound crazy.

I walk into the boring, white office and up to the secretary, "What's up, Frank?" She asks with a smile.

"Um, I got sent here by my teacher..."

"Just sit over there," she points to a chair, "and I'll inform Mr. Francis that you're here."

I nod my head and walk over to the chair and basically throw myself into it.

*~*Five Minute Time Lapse*~*

"Mr. Iero," I hear Mr. Francis's deep voice call out.

I stand up and follow him into his big office.

"So, what are you in here for?"

"Um... Miss Ballato heard me say 'shut up' and she thought I was talking to her... But I wasn't," I awkwardly explain.

"Who were you talking to?"

"... Myself."

He gives me a strange look, "Yourself?"

"Yeah, I was thinking and the pessimistic side of my brain just... was being pessimistic... so I said 'shut up' and... she heard me," oh god, he's going to think I'm crazy.

"O... kay," he gives another strange look, then says, "Just go wait for the last bell to ring, then you can leave."

I wait by the office, the bell doesn't ring for another ten minutes and I'm not going back to Miss Ballato's classroom, hell no.

*~*
The bell finally rings. I walk over to my locker, remembering that my jacket is in there.

On the way I see Gerard standing against his locker, he's look at a girl.

The one from physics class.

I sigh and walk over to my locker, putting in the combination, I feel a few tears leak down my cheeks. I finally get the locker open and grab my jacket, then slam it closed.

I put on the jacket and walk, well, run out of the doors.

I run down all the streets and all the turns and finally get to my house. I open the door and walk in on mom and Nicholas's little make out session on the couch.

"Oh, Frank, I didn't know you would be coming home, you usually go over to Mikey's," mom says, a blush growing on her cheeks because she got caught.

"Yeah, well, some things change," I mutter and go for the stairs.

"What happened?" She asks and climbs off of Nicholas's lap.

"Gerard," I say and shed a few tears, "he was looking at girls."

"So... he's over you?" She asks, a smile on her face, "so you can get over him? And maybe find a girlfriend?" She asks hopefully.

"Mom. I'm fucking gay! Get over it," I start crying more and walk up the stairs, I can't believe she doesn't even feel bad that the boy I fucking love is checking other people out.

I open my door and close it, locking it as well, and pick up my guitar.

"Well, if you wanted honesty, that's all you had to say..."

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Sorry it's so short.

xoxoCrashFire