Frerard Stories

What happens in school's bathroom stays in school's bathroom.

Title: What happens in school's bathroom stays in schools bathroom.

Really big trigger warning here!!!

Blood, self harm and depression.

If you're not okay with that kind of thing you shouldn't read this. No one should feel so bad that they hurt themselves but it happens and I want to write about stuff that can happen.

Gerard's POV.

I watched as the razor cut through my flesh as it was butter.

My blood colored the white basin crimson red. A few tears fell down. It was a mix of red and black from my eyeliner.

I slammed my fists down and grabbed the edge, trying to force the years back.

I'm fat.

I'm ugly.

I'm stupid.

I deserve to be bullied.

This world would be so much better without me.

I didn't think when I grabbed the blade again.

I'm fat.

I did one cut next to the first one.

I'm ugly.

I did another one.

I'm stupid.

Three.

I deserve to be bullied.

Four.

This world would be so much better without me.

I buried the blade in my skin for the last time.

Because, suddenly he opened the door.

"Oh my god." He said and ran towards me. He put his hand on my back.

"I'm fine." I said and grabbed the bandage to start wrap myself up.

"No. You're not fine." He took some paper tissues and put them over the wounds.

He carefully took care of it in silence.

"Why, Gerard?" He asked.

"I don't know. I guess I deserve it, Frank."

"I've known you since forever and you've never done anything to deserve this. I... I don't, CAN'T see you like this. I... It hurts me."

"Since when do you care?" I asked.

"I've always cared about you. You're not just my friends brother. You're my friend as much as he is."

"About that... Please don't tell Mikey."

He sighed.

I sat down on the floor and leaned against the wall.

"He needs to know."

Franks at down beside me.

"Yeah and I will tell him."

"What happens in school's bathroom, stays there." He said and turned to me. He smiled sadly and reached out to touch my bandages.

"Can I ask one more question?" He asked.

"It depends..."

"For how long?"

"This is the third time. Usually, I don't get that bad."

"Can you promise me something?"

"What?"

"I'm not gonna make you promise that you won't do it again. I'm not gonna be that cruel. Can you just tell me if it happens again?"

"Sure."

I looked up and met his eyes. He didn't look convinced.

"I will tell you if I cut myself again."

"Fuck. You're so..." Frank said and put his hand over his mouth to cover the last word.

"I'm so?"

"What happens in school's bathroom stays in school's bathroom, right?"

"Yeah." I answered because I really wanted to know what he was going to say.

"You're so beautiful."

I guess I never heard anyone, except my mom, saying those words to me. It really shocked me. And the fact that it was Frank Iero, the boy I had been crushing on for the last six months, made it unreal.

"I mean it."

"You, you are perfect."

I touched his face. I couldn't resist. I traced down over his eyelid and down to the corner of his mouth.

His piercing wasn't as cold as I expected. But then I realized that it was beside his mouth all time and the warmth of his body heated up it.

I leaned in and pressed my lips to it. He responded immediately. He moved so my mouth connected with his in the middle.

He tasted sweet of cigarettes and some kind of bubblegum I couldn't figure out what it was.

I felt his hand in my hair, tugging at the black pile. He let me put my hands on his back. I pressed him closer.

"What happens in school's bathroom..." I whispered into his mouth.

"Stays in school's bathroom." He said and pressed my head closer.

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Idk what to say

I feel wery sad rn

/Ryan