Be My Addiction

Wheres my beer?!

"Mr. Way, your mom is here."

"Okay, thank you," I said and stood up with my backpack.

Frank stood up too, and hugged me. I was a little surprised at first, but then I hugged him back. He then grabbed a pen and wrote his phone number on my right hand.

"Call me if you need help," he said, then walked to class.

"Gerard! What happened? Are you okay!? The nurse told me you cut yourself on an unfixed window," my mom exclaimed as soon as I got in the car.

"Yeah, I'm fine. She put antibiotic ointment on it and bandaged it up."

"Oh okay I'm glad you're not hurt worse."

"Yeah."

The rest of the ride home was silent except for the radio.

When we got home, my mom asked me if I wanted anything to eat.

"Nah, maybe later though. I think I'm just going to lay down for a little while."

"Okay," she replied.

I walked to my basement bedroom and threw my backpack on the floor. Then, I walked over to my CD player and put in Hollywood Undead's "American Tragedy" and skipped it to "Mother Murder" then started singing along.

/"Wake up in the middle of the semi of the night with some tears on my pillow and this blood on my knife and my soul has stained these sheets but they pull up to the side

Who's blood could this beーis it your's or is it mine?

Take the knife and twist it; where's my heart? You missed it

You know I don't wanna die but baby you insisted

Breathing is a luxury I just shouldn't have

My heart just keeps on beating and it's more than you can standー"/

A door slammed shut.

Well, I guess Father's home.

"WHERE'S MY BEER!?"

"Ahhg!"

I think he just pushed my mom.

No. I will not allow that.

I rushed upstairs to see if she was okay.

"Mom," I whispered, "are you okay?"

She nodded. "I just fell, that's all"

She knew I knew that that was a lie.

"Where is he??"

She nodded her head towards the living room.

"Please don't do anything stupid," she pleaded.

"Yeah."

I walked into the living room and stood in front of my father.

"You pushed her down, didn't you!?"

"Yeah, and I'll do the same to you if you don't move your ass,"

I didn't move an inch.

He got up and slapped me.

"BOY!!!! I SAID MOVE!!! ARE YOU DEAF!?!?"

I shook my head and punched him in the gut.

"No, and I'm not stupid, either."

He grinned and threw me against the wall. The last thing I saw before I blacked out was him grinning.

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When I woke up, I noticed it was 7:45. I tried to move but a horrible, sharp pain went threw my head.

"Shit," I murmured.

I got up slowly and made my way to my room. As I turned the doorknob, I noticed the number on my hand.

/"Call me if you need any help"/

Well, I kind of need help right now.

I sat down on my bed and called Frank on my cell.

"Hello?" he answered.

"Hey."

"Gerard? Is everything okay?"

"Not really," I told him, then began to explain what happened.

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Hell(oh) darlings! I know, Gerard's dad is an ass. I'm sorry.

- Kat *Awkward smile*