My Love and My Hate for You are Infinite ☆ Frerard

Making My Way Downtown

   Gerard Way. Oh god Gerard Way.

I've known him for as long as I could remember, but I've hated him for longer.

Well, technically, we hate eachother, but you get the point.

My parents, on the other hand, love him and all they've ever wanted was for us to be "best friends like they were!"

Yeah well that didn't happen mom.

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   Right now I was walking to school after drinking at least two cups of coffee because the last time I fell asleep in class, let me tell you that it was not fun to wake up to Gerard Way drawing dicks on your face.

He seems to do that a lot.

Pick on me.

Bully me.

Abuse me.

That's part of the reason I hate him, really.

He acts like a total dick at school because he's popular, so he gets to pick on little Frankie who won't fight back.

But at home he acts like this complete angel, silently giving me glares.

I don't tell my parents this because the last time I tried he gave me a swirly in the school toilet.

Also not fun.

    I look up at the school building, looking around in search of anyone I should steer clear of.

Luckily for me I don't see anyone of that nature and head straight for my locker.

This is the time where I have to be freaking Lightning McQueen and trade my books for my next class as fast as possible, because I usually get shoved in here if I wait too long.

Just as I was shoving the door closed with my shoulder, "Hey look it's Frank!"

I turn around slightly too see that it's none other than, you guessed it, Gerard Way sauntering down the hallway looking bemused at the fact that his punching bag is standing there.

My eyes widen and I start to dart to my next class pushing past people who are in my way, not caring in the slightest as long as I can get away from him.

    Just as I was about to round the corner into my classroom a hand pulls my arm and turns me around.

Gerard is in my face now glaring at me with a little smirk playing on his mouth.

"Hiya Frankie, did you miss me?" he asks grinning an evil grin, his grip tightening on my arm.

I start looking around at everyone hoping that maybe a teacher will walk out.

I look back at him and give him a hard look, "Seriously, one day one where you don't try to pummel me into the dirt. That's all."

He laughs like I just told him the funniest joke in the world and I knew that I should have just kept my mouth shut, so I look at the ground and wait for whatever he had planned.

He stops laughing and just looks at me for what seemed like a long time.

Finally, he just pushed me as hard as he could against the lockers, my head cracking against them painfully.

My hands go straight to my head as the slicing pain courses through my entire body.

"Fuck." I curse under my breath, and slide to the ground.

Gerard looks at me and then slowly walks to his next class, smiling proudly at the pain he caused me.

   I push myself off the ground and head to my first class trying to ignore the horrible headache I had.

I push the door open and everyone turns to look at me.

"Mr. Iero, late again?" Mr. Joseph asks me.

I sigh and just slightly nod my head going towards my seat in the back.

Everyone just snickers at me which doesn't bother me, I'm used to it, but my headache makes everything worse.

I take my seat and look at my desk taking out everything I need for the class.

Mr. Joseph is a cool guy, he understands what it's like to get the shit beaten out of you everyday.

So he never really gets mad at me for turning up late to his class almost every morning, that and I'm just a really good student- Straight A's, never talking, getting all my work done.

  The class ends rather quickly and I jump from my seat, packing away my materials.

Before I'm out the door Mr. Joseph stops me. "Hey Frank, come here for a second."

My anxiety starts to set in and I'm left going over everything I could have done wrong.

I turn and walk to him standing in front of his desk.

He looks at me for a second, searching for the right words to say.

"I know why you are always late," he starts, I nod my head knowing where this conversation is going.

"I also know that Gerard is doing this, but what I don't know is why. Why do you let him? Why don't you stand up for yourself?"

I look down at my hands studying the fingerless skeleton gloves.

"I'm just used to it, and our parents are best friends. I don't want to ruin their friendship just because Gerard isn't the best." I whisper chipping at the nail polish on my finger nail.

He looks at me, his eyes searching my face for anything to help him try to make sense of what I said.

"I get that, I do, but you shouldn't have to take that everyday just because you don't want to ruin their friendship." He says gently.

I fight the urge to roll my eyes. I just shrug and let out a sigh, obviously I know that.

I know i shouldn't have to take it, but what other choice do I have?

"I'll write you a pass for your next class, you're free to go" Mr. Joseph says realizing the conversation wasn't going anywhere.

I nod slightly thanking him for the pass and head out to my next class.

   The rest of the school day drags on with many occurrences with Gerard, like usual.

I put in my earbuds after grabbing all of my stuff and start to head home.

My phone buzzes with a text. I look down at it, confused.

I sigh when I realize it's just my mom.

I read her text and dread fills my soul, like a pit in my stomach.

"Hey sweetie, I'm at the Way's. Please make your way over there. We are having dinner together tonight. Love you. x"

Great, just great.

I had to deal with Gerard all day and now I have to have dinner with him.

My life is so fucking amazing.

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So, this is my first official fan fic. It's not gonna be good but hopefully its okay. The media at the beginning will be of what I picture everyone to look like in the story. :) x - Chloe