As soon that I woke up I went down. I had a heart attack; There was someone sleeping on the sofa, I took the blanket out of them. It was Frank, and I had woken him up. "How the fuck did you get in ?!" I asked.
"Good morning to you too, Gerard. Never leave the windows unlocked... So you've planned to kick me out too ?" he asked.
"No !" I respond.
"Someone I love threw me away, it's not surprising that you wouldn't do the same."
"I wouldn't, I'm not like them !"
"I just wanted to be more conscious while kissing you, I just wanted to remember the taste of your lips against mine..."
"I will not kiss you..."
"Well, I've tried, but I'm not what you wanted..."
"What do you mean ?"
"From my head to my middle finger, I think I am really in love with you..." To be fair honest, I didn't see that one coming, he's not drunk or anything, and his eyes are half filled with tears.
"Falling in love with me will kill you."
"It's okay, I'm already dead inside."
"No, I mean... You know what they do to guys like us, especially in New Jersey..."
"Us ?" he questioned.
"I-I dont know..." I confessed, I really didn't know, I am so lost right now.
"Don't hide it, Gerard, it's okay, some like men, some like women, some both, some either, it's totally norm-"
"I'm not gay !" I cut him off. Maybe I didn't accept the fact that I was slowly falling in love with him...
"It's okay, I'll wait for you."
"You're a bastard." You're a bastard for making me feel like this.
"I'm fantastic." yes, you are.
"Come on, we'll get late for school..."
"I got a job, I don't need school anymore..."
"But I need you in school..." he sigh and got up.
On our way to class, Brendon stopped us in the hallway. "Look Brendon, I am sorry ab-" he cut me off with a punch in my right eye, it started hurting fast.
"Fucking faggot imma get you !" Frank shout at him, punching him, Brendon fought back. They were fighting each other as I went to cry in the restroom. I couldn't hold it. It's all my fault, I shouldn't have eaten. I'm a coward. "Gerard, you're alright ?" Said Frank entering the restroom."Y-you're crying...does it hurt ?" No I'm fucking laughing... "Don't cry, Gerard, I kicked him so hard, he started begging me to stop !, don't worry baby, I'll never let them hurt you, I promise." He wipped my tears , and I felt safe. I finally have someone that cares about me.
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Now Frerard got them matching black eyes. Not cute, hella hot.
This chapter got in time for Valentine's day (I haven't planned for it to be.)
Happy valentine to anyone celebrating it. Celebrate while I write heartbreaking poetry and cry about it.
Thank you !
Enjoy !
With tears,
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The New School's Kid Is A Homeless Bisexual Whore
Mystery / ThrillerBOOK ONE (Gerard Way's point of view): I am an awkward goth kid who's life gonna change when I shelter a homeless bisexual whore. 04/17/2017 -$M@