You Don't Belong Here!

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It's the night of the party and me and Frank are up in his room. The door is locked and we're watching tv on low volume. Frank slips his arm around my waist, his eyes glued to the screen. I look at him, biting on my lower lip before looking back at the tv, sighing.
Frank looks at me confused. "What's wrong?"

"How long are we going to have to do this?"

"Do what?" Frank asks.

"Hide away from your dad."

"Well.." Frank looks down sadly then looks back at me. "I guess until we get a place of our own."

"We still have another year at school. We can't keep hiding in your room for that long." I frown.

"I-I know.. But we have each other. Isn't that the main thing? Gerard, I wouldn't care if we were out on the streets hunting for scraps of food to eat. I have you and that's all that matters to me."

I blush and rests my head on Franks shoulder. "You're right. I'm with you, that's all that matters."

Frank strokes my hair softly and smiles. "I love you."

"I love you too, Frankie." I sigh happily.

"Can I get up? I need to pee." Frank giggles softly.

"Sure." I sit up. "I'm gonna go get a drink anyway." I get off the bed at the same time as Frank.

"Okay. Be careful. I don't want my dad shouting at you or anything." Frank bites his lip.

"I'll be as sneaky as I can." I smile softly. "Don't worry. Now, go piss." I giggle and pecks Franks lips before unlocking the door and walking out. Frank smiles softly and walks to the bathroom while I walk downstairs quietly. I sneak into the kitchen and opens the fridge, taking out the carton of orange juice. Then as I close the door of the fridge I see Franks dad standing there with his arms crossed and he's looking at me with an angry expression. "Why the fuck are you still here?" He grumbles.

"I-I thought you knew.. I live here now, Frank said I could.."

"Well Frank's not the man of this house. I am! And guess what? I don't want you here. You don't belong here! Get out." He growls at me.

"B-but I have no where else to go and-"

"I don't care!" Franks dad interrupts. "Get the fuck out my house!" He shouts and grabs my wrist, pulling me to the front door then shoving me outside. "Piss off, slut!" He slurs.

I whimper as I stumble down onto the ground. I wince before getting up and running off down the street, tears running down my face.

Frank then runs downstairs when he sees I'm not in his room still. He looks around then runs up to his dad. "Where is he?"

"Where's who?" Mr Iero smirks.

"My boyfriend!"

"Out.." Franks dad chuckles drunkly.

"You're an asshole!" Frank cries then runs out the house, chasing after me.

I reach the end of the street and I'm out of breath, I pant softly and looks around for somewhere I can stay the night. I then shrug as I see a quiet and empty alley way. I walk down it and sighs softly before sitting down. "Guess this is my home for the night.." I frown.

If it wasn't already bad enough, along came the popular guys at my school, all of them smoking and wearing 'swag' caps. I groan when they see me and walks up to me laughing. "Hello.. Stray doggy." The leader of the gang laughs.

"Very funny." I say sarcastically and grumbles.

"You want some change?" Another boy whines and laughs.

"Just piss off!" I shout.

"Shut up, emo." The leader grins then walks up closer to me with the rest of his friends, all of them clenching their fists and looking down at me evilly.

"N-no.. Please don't.." I whimper. "Don't hurt me..."

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