Black Guitar

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Pete sat drinking water on the feild. He felt eyes on him. It was normal for him to feel this way. He was the most popular kid in the school. He played baseball, basketball, football, soccer, lacrosse. He had girls swarming him at lunch. Some just smiled in awe at his beauty.

Pete dated may of the cheerleaders, but ended all of then not in love or getting turned on by them, no matter how hard they tried. He had a a secret. He wanted no one to know. It would ruin his entire life.

His parents lashed out at others like him. He just wanted a certain strawberry - blonde teen to love him as he loved the teen. "Wentz! Get your ass over here! Now! Brakes over!"

"Sorry Coach."

Pete's best friend Andy Hurley. Pete ran onto the soccer field and elbowed his gay best friend. He has a boyfriend and was in total love with him. He came put to me and his family, but it ruined his popularity. His boyfriend, Joe Trohman, sat in the bleacher watching Andy. Joe sometimes hit on Pete. Andy just laughed.

Practice ended early that day. When he walked out of the lower rooms, he herd the beautiful voice of the teen he craved to love singing and playing a guitar. It was Pete's favorite instrument. He leaned against the wall and listened to the boy sing a song he obviously wrote himself. Pete smiled at the words. "I thought of angels choking on their halos, get them drunk on rose water. See how dirty we can get them pulling out their fragile teeth, clip their tiny wings. Anything you say can and will be held against you, so only say my name. It will be held against you. Anything you say can and will be held against you, so only say my name."

Pete's dirty mind got the best of him. He hung head low and walked away knowing that he couldn't have the teen.

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Patrick was in the music room practicing his songs. He knew someone would hear. He wanted someoneto hear. He wrote all of his songs for one person and one person only. The straightest guy in the whole school. Pete Wentz. Patrick was in live with him. He only practiced during sports practice and left after all the jocks did. All of his friends were gay as well. Brendon and Ryan where practically married. He loved the twinks though. Everyone teased him about it. The asexual of the friends, Gerard Way, didn't understand any of it.

He walked out of the school and, as usual, was faced with the bullies. Marcus grabbed Patrick's shirt and pulled me off the ground. "So, fag, what will it be today? Normal or extreme?"

He said nothing, he just stared in fear. "Extreme it is then"

Marcus punched Patrick  in the stomach, then kneed him in between the legs. He then threw him to the ground. Patrick's fedora fell in the mud. Marcus beat him so hard he passed out.