The Assistant Teacher

Ch. 13

Gerard's POV

       I was driving home, when my phone vibrated. I got to my apartment and checked the text. It said, "This is Frank Iaro. Is this Gerard Way's phone?" I texted him, confirming it was me. A few hours later, after cooking and eating dinner, and after waching three or four horror movies, my door opened and my drunk looking girlfriend stumbled through the door, with another very drunk looking young man. "What's going on here?" I asked, my voice filled to the brim with pain. "Honey, look who I found! Its one of my boyfriends from high school! Gerard, meet Sam. Sam, meet my boyfriend Gerard.  Sam smiled and then kissed her. She giggled, as if she forgot I was there. "Do you not realize that your real boyfriend is standing right here?" My voice got quieter, as I got more and more upset. They were to drunk to notice how upset I was and tried to stumble their way to the room I had provided for her. But, ended up falling on the floor, making out. Right in front of me. Nights like this were happining more and more often, and they broke my heart every time. So, I pulled them apart and pushed Sam out of my apartment. My girlfriend started yelling and punching me, screaming that she loved Sam and they were ment for each other. I sat, unmoving and not replying. I learned a long time ago to stop reacting to her drunk rantings. She collapsed on the floor, to tired to even crawl to the couch. There she sat, passed out cold. I lifted her up and set her down gently on her bed, pulled the covers over her and cried, my deep-gut wreching sobs. Then, I relized that it was almost 1:00 in the morning, and I was still in work clothes. I took a shower, put on a faded band T-shirt, and tried to fall asleep, to no avail. So, I started to draw. I drew without knowing what I was drawing. I relized after a while that I was drawing Frank. "Huh. It was probabily a subconscious thing." I told myself. I continued drawing and decided to text him.