Protective Love

New Guy

The first Monday of year 11 and I get up as my alarm clock sounds. Getting dressed, brushing my teeth, washing my face then putting on some eyeliner before grabbing my bag and running out of the house. Not saying goodbye to my parents or brother because they don't care about me or anything I do. I make my way to the bus stop, holding my bag over my shoulder and biting down on my lower lip. I then wait at the bus stop sign until the bus arrives.

A few minutes later I hear footsteps. I look up from the floor and see a boy who looks my age, he had black hair and his hands were tattooed. He was wearing a red hoodie and some black jeans. I looked at his face and saw him wearing eyeliner like I am. I guess I could say hello to him but if Bert comes I'm screwed. Bert is my boyfriend by the way. He's... Well, very protective over me and doesn't like people talking to me, he likes me to be all just for him which is sweet I guess but I do really miss being able to talk to other people, I guess this is my chance while he's not here.

At that moment the boy looked back at me so I quickly look away and scratch my scarred arms as it inches slightly. Just then I can feel the boys eyes staring at my arms, I look up at him and he does the same that I did to him, quickly looking away.

The bus finally arrives and I quickly get on, sitting at the back on my own. Bert doesn't take the bus, he walks because he lives so close to school. This is the only time I can try to talk to the boy, at school Bert won't let me. The boy gets on the bus and sits near me which I found quite odd because there was plenty of other seats he could sit in.

The bus drives off and I sit there looking at him, he doesn't notice at all that I am staring at him. He just sits there tapping his foot nervously. I then finally bring up the courage to talk to him. "A-are you new..?"

"O-oh.. Uh yeah.. I'm new.." He looks at me and bites his lip.

Wow, I never thought he would of talked back to me after all that awkward staring.

"Oh, hi. I'm Gerard.. Gerard Way." I smiled at him lightly.

"I'm Frank Iero.." He smiles back at me.

Oh that's such an awesome name. He's kind too, cute.

"Nice to meet you. S-so.. You nervous about your first day?"

"Eh, a little.. I haven't got the 'Emo' insult yet so I'm alright."

Oh my god, he's like me... Or does he hate being called an emo 'cause he actually isn't one. I should ask.

"S-so are you an emo or..?".

"I wouldn't class myself as one but y'know.."

Oh.

"I-Im an emo.." I bite my bottom lip and looks down.

"Oh.." he also bites his lip as he continues to look at me.

I look back up at Frank. "Y'know, you should feel special. I don't speak to people often..."

"How come..?" He asked me.

"I'm not allowed to.. M-my boyfriend is very protective over me and doesn't like anyone talking to me other than him.. But he walks to school so I can talk to people then but I choose not to 'cause I don't see anyone who I like. But then you came along..."

"Oh.. I guess that'll mean I'll be alone but that's alright.. I never really had any friends so y'know I'm not missing out.."

Oh my god no, I don't want him to be alone.

"I want to be your friend but I'm not allowed to.. Sorry... I'll talk to you every morning and after school though.. If you'd like that."

"y-yeah.. I guess that's better than nothing.." He sighs softly.

Oh no I made him upset.

"I am really sorry Frank." I frown for a moment and then it leaves my face. "B-but..."

"It doesn't matter.. Just forget it.." He grabs his bag as he stands up, moving to a seat further up the bus.

O-oh...

"F-Frank.." I sigh heavily and my frown comes back.

He groans slightly and frowns, ignoring me.

"Frank I know someone who would love to be friends with you. You remind me of him a lot."

Frank sighs. "W-who..?"

"His name is Jeph Howard. He's just like you, trust me."

"Huh.. really..?"

"Yeah.. He is..."