So, is this what 'true love' feels like? *Frerard*

This is my first ever fan fiction! Please, let me know if I should continue with this and if it's good or not, it will mean a lot. I hope you enjoy☺

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-Gerard's Pov-

I fucked up, big time. if only I ignored them and just walked away, they wouldn't have tried to murder me. This was like our 5th time transferring schools... Mikey was actually enjoying this one too, but of course I ruin everything.

"Transfer schools..again? I think I  had a real shot at this school"

He looked so happy when he said it, kinda broke my heart.

"Sorry Mikey, but the fact that they almost killed Gerard plays a big factor."

"T-they what!?"

I flinched as Mikey slammed his fist down on the table, I tried to hide my snicker as he scrunched up his face in pain.

"Dude, why didn't you tell me they almost killed you! I can't lose you...you're my older brother for goodness sake!" Mikey stared at me and I looked away.

"...sorry" I mumbled and looked down.

"You're going to a new school starting Monday. I already transferred your paperwork and all you have to do is pick up your schedules on Monday." Mom gave a faint smile.

"whatever...I'm going upstairs." Mikey stormed off to his room upstairs.

"Gerard, look at me."

I kept looking down.

"Gerard Arthur Way! look at your mother right now!"

I quickly rose my head and made eye contact with my Mom.

"Tell me what all happened, please."

"...nothing." I said, giving her a sarcastic smile.

"Tell me now, before I make you live with your Father!"

"Fine!"

she folded her arms and waited for me to explain the situation.

I sighed. "I was getting off the bus, minding my own business. I was walking passed the jocks and I heard one of them scream out ""HEY, EMO FAG! GONNA GO HOME AND CUT YOURSELF? OF COURSE YOU ARE. YOU'RE SO WORTHLESS."" I stopped dead in my tracks and just listened to him. ""Not even your Father cares, ha. How sad is that? I bet it's because you enjoy dicks instead of a normal guy enjoying pussy's. " I turned around and punched him in the face causing him to hold his face in pain...then the rest of the guys started hitting me until I fell to the floor, they started kicking my ribs until I passed out..." I still made eye contact, she looked heart broken.

"...well, uhm. you're dismissed. Now go upstairs and talk to your brother about this, okay?

"Fine." I said while getting up and walking towards the stairs.

"wait." I stopped and looked back at my mom.

"I'm Sorry you're going through this, I really am. It's going to get better, okay Gerard?"

I laughed.

"Sure it is. Maybe when I die though."

"Gerard!"

"No mother! I'm done talking!" I Ran upstairs to my bedroom and locked the door. I hated my life so much, hated getting bullied for little things...so what I wear a lot of black, so what if my music taste is different, so what if I'm different... who cares? It's MY LIFE, NOT THEIRS. I'm getting more and more depressed...Maybe that guy is right. I am worthless. No one cares, not even my own Father does. So why should I keep living?

I ended up crying myself to sleep like I always do. Waking up wondering if today is the day Gerard Arthur Way Dies.

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