One More Try /FRERARD

Chapter One: New Schools and Death Stares

A/N so this is my first ever fanfic so sorry if it's crappy. Also please point out mistakes. Thank you enjoy :)

*********** TRIGGER WARNING RAPE AND SELF HARM REFERENCE********

         

Franks P.O.V

"Please don't do this" I whimpered, only just audible for the stranger to hear.

"Frank shut up! Or you'll get it worse" another voice shouted. I struggled against their foreign restraints, trying desperately to get away.

The two older men held me down and I heard the unwanted clink of a belt and the drop of the fabric. My heart was beating out my chest, as everything went black I could feel my body go numb.

"This won't take long... you're a fag you should be used to this" the stranger grabbed my shoulders.

I woke up in a cold sweat, it took me a few minutes to realise I was in my room, not the alley. I sat up in my bed and steadied my ragged breathing. there was no way id be able to fall back to sleep so I got my headphones and blasted green day through my ears. I start a new school tomorrow and my anxiety is through the roof so I decided to smoke myself to death.

Gerard's P.O.V

"Gerard wake up!" my little brother, Mikey, shouted from the stairs. Ergh School, I don't understand why I have to go to a building with snobby teenagers to then be shoved in a locker by the same people who worry about how many likes they get on social media more than how many friends they actually have.

Suppose I shouldn't complain.

This new kid from the other side of  New Jersey starts today, I heard he got attacked or something. Everyone had been talking about it for the last week since the news spread.

I don't understand why you would come back to school after something like that. But I don't really care, I'll probably never meet him. He's probably another snobby jock.

I broke from my thoughts to comb my hair down, so it doesn't look completely shit, threw on my metallic t-shirt and put my black skinny jeans on.

Mikey had given up on me so I walked to school on my own. Yet again stuck with my thoughts about the new kid.

The gates loomed ahead of me as I approached the school of hell. I was late, which was usual, hopefully, I wouldn't get the pleasure of bumping into the jocks.

I wandered the now empty school halls and headed towards my locker. I had given up on school since they cut the art fund. Art was the only thing that kept me going to school but not anymore.

I heard a quiet conversation happening around the corner so walked slowly and possibly eavesdropped.

"So Frank... you'll love it here..." I could only hear parts of the conversation so I walked closer and I could see the people involved. It was head teacher Bryar and one other person I hadn't seen before. He had long dark hair which made his green eyes stand out even more than they did. The more I looked at him the more I noticed about him. He had a lip piercing and plump pink lips... oh did I mention I'm gay like very gay.

This boy was extremely attractive but as I looked into his eyes all I saw was sadness and fear. For once in my life, my heart felt something. I think it was sympathy but I suddenly had the urge to hug him until everything was better.

"Ah! M Way skipping again are we? I would like you to meet Frank" so Frank was his name, that matched him perfectly. I walked over to the pair and stood next to frank. He immediately shrunk back away from me making him seem impossibly smaller than he already looked.

Franks P.O.V

The head teacher had been showing me around the school for around half an hour now, I had lost interest in what he was saying.

As Mr Bryar went on about extra-curricular clubs my eyes wandered the halls and fell upon a young boy around my age. He was putting books in his locker so didn't realise I was staring. He had raven black hair and I noticed he was wearing eyeliner. God, he looked good...

"Ah! Mr Way skipping again are we?" oh god please don't tell him to come over "I would like you to meet Frank" he walked over and stood next to me, I moved away as a natural instinct and felt the stranger question my actions.

"Frank, I would like you to meet Gerard way" the head teacher must have decided he just broke the ice for the both of us because he left.

We stood in silence for a few moments. Gerard decided to spark up the conversation with a goodbye. "Well, frank it was nice meeting you! Welcome to the black parade". And with that, the raven-haired boy was strutting his way down the corridor.

I decided to head to my first lesson. Great PE... I hope no one sees my scars and bruises.

Gerard P.O.V

Mr Bryar made 10 times more awkward than they had to be by suddenly leaving us alone together. I studied the smaller boy and noticed how he chewed his bottom lip and played with the small lip ring.

Everything about him made my heart hurt he looked so fragile, I just wanted to hug him and kiss him and... shit, I cannot get a boner in front of him. That would be so fucking awkward...

"Well, frank it was nice meeting you! Welcome to the black parade" I turn on my heel and strut down the hallway heading to the PE block, which joyfully was my first lesson.

I slowly wandered down trying to waste as much time as I could before finally deciding I would have to go to the lesson. Walking into the changing rooms I see a familiar face standing awkwardly in the corner.

Oh god, why did he have to be in this lesson, that meant he would be in most of my lessons. Does God hate me, I bet he's straight and this is all a punishment for being an arrogant dickhead to my brother.

I try to ignore him as I get changed but I see him glancing over at me.

My mind suddenly went to what I did last night. I tried to hide my fresh cuts on my thighs. I don't know why I do it, it just comes so naturally to me. Having the power in my hands and being able to control what I want to do.

I hate myself for what I do when I'm home alone but no one cares anyway because everyone hates me and I hate everyone.

Franks P.O.V

I walked in the general direction of the PE block and manage to get there on time surprisingly. I decided the corner of the room would be a safe bet as no one bothers to look in the corner.

That's when he walked in. the one person I knew far too well. The person who helped the stranger ruin me.

He looked so happy with himself chatting with his friends then he noticed me glaring, all I got was a smirk. I decided getting more enemies wouldn't be a good thing on the first day of school so I left it at that.

The door slammed shut but no one seemed to care and Gerard graced the room with his feminine curves and raven hair. He noticed me but I don't think he thought much of it.

I, on the other hand, couldn't stop thinking about how I would have to get changed next to a very attractive man.

My heart started to beat faster as I thought about Gerard getting changed but I was shaken from my thoughts with a reality check.

I couldn't get close to someone again I had been betrayed too much and emotionally scared to deep to ever fall in love again. I couldn't burden someone with what happened to me.