As you all know, school is shit. I've always been the kid to not fit in. The only time kids really acknowledged me in school was when they found out that my dad was Gerard Way. Not a bad thing, but I'd like to be known for more than just that. Anyways, bullies are everywhere and I've always been bullied but never this bad. Yesterday this kid Greg came up to me and started saying some.. mean things so I defended myself by yelling at him. Bad, bad idea, he gave me a black eye. So when I got home last night I ran straight up to my room and went to bed. It was Friday so that concerned my dad and uncles but I didn't want them to see the back eye.
It's now the morning and I have to face my fears and go downstairs. Before I did, I got my get black sunglasses so I might have a chance at hiding my back eye:
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When I got downstairs I went into the kitchen and everyone was seated except for my dad cause I guess he was finishing everyone's plates. "Hey Y/n, shades at the kitchen table today?" Frank said while chuckling. "Sure." I said trying to be nonchalant. "Soooo, how's it going bros!" I was hopelessly trying to change the subject. "Good?" Ray responded. Finally dad gave us our plates and we were all seated to eat breakfast.
"Y/n why are you wearing sunglasses at the table?" My dad asked. "Cause.. um, your teeth are too white?" What the fuck is wrong with me? "Something's up, I just know it." Mikey said. "Only the ceiling, my friend." I retorted. "Y/n, take the glasses off, I know you're hiding something." "Dad I-" "No buts! Just take em off." I slowly took them off to reveal my back eye. Everyone gasped and I just kept my head down, ashamed of my lost battle. "This is why.. I had the glasses on. Now you guys are mad at me, right?" I looked around, fed up with everything not going my way.I stood up, pushed my chair back and slammed my hands on the table. "Everyone thinks school is just soooo great and when I complain about it, I'm just being a dumb teenager! It's not that! Everyone at school hates me!! The only reason people ever talk to me is because YOU are my dad!! No one ever likes me for me!! Why do you even still care about me?!? I'm just a dumb flop! I can't do anything right and it's just gonna stay that way!" I was out of breath from my little fit I made and my eyes got glossy. Dammit, Y/n! Don't you dare fucking cry! "What, no ones gonna say anything?!" I was too impatient and ran to the front door. I wasn't thinking so logically at that time so I just ran out the door and booked it to my friend, Alex's house.
Alex had been my best friend for a long time and I knew I could come to her. I trusted her with a lot. I finally got to her door and knocked. She opened the door and I just looked at her with a worried expression and ran upstairs to her room.
"What the fuck is going on, Y/n?!" Unsure of what I had just done, I collapsed onto the floor and started crying. "I don't know what to do!" I cried. I was probably making a big deal out of nothing but when you don't have great mental health, one little thing could make your whole day turn sour. "Why don't you stay here and you go back home later, ok?" I nodded and hugged her.
We listened to music, obsessed over bands and just hung out for a good nine hours. Alex really helped taking my mind off things. So I hadn't even bothered to check my phone. When I did, I had been bombarded with multiple texts from my dad and uncles. Dad even tweeted me:
Gerard Way tweeted: @la_devotee14 aka Y/n please come back home! We don't know where you are! We all love you
All his fans were really sad about me leaving too, some even tweeted me and told me I could talk to them whenever. So I thought now would be a good time to get home. Alex had her drivers license so she drove me back home. I thanked her as I exited the car and I went to my door step, waving to Alex as she drove away. I stood there for a good two minutes, collecting myself. I finally gained the courage to open the door but it was locked. *mental face palm* Luckily I brought my keys! I unlocked the door and then stepped inside. I saw all the guys huddled together and they all looked quite nervous.
"Y/N, YOU'RE BACK!! I MISSED MY BABY SO MUCH!!!" My dad yelled. I smiled and ran up to hug him. I felt I drop of water on my shoulder and realized my dad was crying. "I'm sorry, Dad. Everything just felt like it was crashing down on me and I got all bent out of shape and freaked out. I'm sorry I put you guys through hell." He kissed my head and looked down to me. "We're just glad you're back! I'm so sorry for making you run away-" "Dad! It wasn't your fault! Don't blame this on yourself."
"We can handle the bully on Monday but tonight I just need to hold you in my arms." My dad hugged me again and I hugged back. All the other guys eventually joined in. It felt great to be home.
The rest of the night was spent in the living room, all lights off, popcorn in arms reach, and funny 80's movies playing. We had a movie marathon huddled up on the couch all together. It was one of the best moments of my life. It felt nice to be surrounded by people who cared about me. I fell asleep huddled next to Ray with my head on his chest that night. I have to admit, he was pretty comfortable.
A/N: I thought of this idea in the shower so I hope it's not shit! And I just want to say that I love you guys so so much!
