Bullied || Gerard Way x Reader

♡ The Locker ♡

* (Y/N)'s POV *

I just arrive at school, a little early in fact. I hear yelling down the hall so I wait for a few minutes just in case a fight broke out.

After the yelling stopped, I turned around the corner, and headed towards my locker.

I could hear quiet sobbing as I inched towards my locker. I could see some jocks leaving around the corner, laughing and chatting among themselves.

I open up my locker, and I see Gerard. In my locker, quietly sobbing to himself.

"Oh fuck, Gerard are you okay?" I asked, gently helping him get out of my locker.

"Sorry...they threw me in there..." Gerard muttered. His face was stained with tears.

I pulled him in for a hug, and he wrapped his arms around me in return. "Thanks..." Gerard muttered through my shirt.

"No problem..." I replied, pulling away from him so he would look at me. "Who did this to you?" I asked. He sat in silence for a second.

"....Jerry did..." Gerard whispered, just in case he was nearby. "I'll get him. And that's a promise." I whispered, staring into Gerard's hazel like eyes.

"Wait, don't do that. That's a bad idea...you could get hurt." Gerard said. "It doesn't matter..." I muttered. "I trust you." Gerard sighed.

"Well, I'll...I'll see you in gym class...?" Gerard said, giving a weak smile. "Yeah..." I smiled, waving at him as we parted ways.

* Time skip to Gym class *

I walk in and place my bookbag on the bleachers as I walk over to the locker rooms. I hear yelling of some sort coming from the boys' locker room.

And that yelling wasn't just anyone yelling.

It was Gerard.

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck...." I muttered to myself as I contemplated on what to do. I had to help him. "Fuck it!" I yelled, as I burst into the boys' locker room.

Everyone turned to face me. Everyone in there was shirtless, including Gerard. They were probably in the middle of changing into gym clothes.

"Oh-ho shit it's (Y/N), the loser's lord and savior." Jerry laughed, letting go or Gerard's arm.

Gerard fell onto the floor and sobbed to himself quietly.

"How about you ditch this loser and hang with us?" Jerry asked, pointing to his 'clique'. I walked over to him, and kicked him right in the dick.

He collapsed in pain, while the whole room stared in shock. I could also hear faint screeches coming from the back.

"...You okay?" I asked.

* Gerard's POV *

She...she saved me.

"You okay?" She asked me, reaching her hand out to help me up. I reach out, but wince in pain as the bruise on my arm gets worse.

"Shit...you have bruises all over you, Gee..." She muttered. Her eyes seemed to be getting watery, so I did the first thing my mind came to...I pulled her in for a hug.

I could feel her hand on my skin, as she gasped when she looked down and noticed all the bruises on my chest from Jerry punching me.

"Shit...come here." (Y/N) said, tracing her fingers down my chest onto every bruise. My face was heating up pretty bad. I bet my face was as red as the lockers in the room.

"Shit, Gerard... I'm so sorry I didn't come in here sooner...." She whimpered, pulling me into another hug.

"Do you want me to take you to the nurse?" She asked, helping me up from the ground. "No, she won't do shit but give me an ice pack and tell me to fuck off." I laughed. She smiled at me, and handed me my shirt.

"You might wanna put this on." She said, before leaving the locker room. Everyone went "Oooooh" jokingly, I could hear people squealing in the back while everyone asked me a bunch of questions. I didn't answer any of them, exept when my friend Frank came over.

"Dude...you like her, don't you?" Frank smiled, nudging me with his shoulder. "Um...I...I don't know..it's a weird feeling." I reply.

"That's the feeling of wanting that PUSSY!" Frank yelled. "GO GET HER, GEE!" Mikey, my brother, laughed from the back of the room. "I'm tearing up...that moment was beautiful!" My other friend Ray said, joking wiping his eyes.

"Wait, were you guys the ones squealing back there?" I asked. "Uh, yeah. It was just such an exciting moment. I'm surprised you weren't screaming too, Gee." Frank laughed. "I was on the inside, trust me." I laughed.

They just laughed in response, as I got up to meet (Y/N) on the bleachers.