Honey, if you stay I'll be forgiven

Jess' P.O.V
Today was the day, I'm going to meet Gerard and hang out with him. I can get to know him, and stare into his eyes, wondering what is under all his skin, other then more flesh. I woke up at 6:30 as I normally do on a school day and start getting ready. I showered, did my hair, got dressed, ate breakfast and packed my bag within an hour. Mum had already left to drop my sister so now I had to get to school.

Wondering how Gerard was copping? Was he alright? Sore, hurt, damaged? I'm sure it wasn't that bad he seemed pretty lively when I spoke to him yesterday. I was Walking towards the bus stop, at an average girls pace. Then out of nowhere I felt a hard shove behind me and I fell onto the floor, I put my hands down to break my fall but it didn't help, I cut my knee and blood was dripping down, I was alright, a bit embarrassed, but not in any serious pain. When I looked up I saw three boys run away, in the same school uniform as myself.
"Fucking emo" one of them called
I wasn't really used to this, I never got into any real trouble, and I avoided it all well, but lately people have been treating me differently. Well I didn't care, not really.

I got on my bus and got to school quickly, I had got my books and was heading to my first lesson, art. I didn't mind art but it wasn't my favourite subject, at least I liked my teacher. I headed to my seat when I saw someone sitting at the back of the class. Not in my class or year, just quietly sketching something at the back of the class, I walked slowly toward the person and as I got closer saw it was Gerard.

"Hey" I said, tapping him on the shoulder
"oh, hey" he replied only just looking up from his work.
"Let us see it then" I said pointing toward the paper
"it's nothing great, just a picture" he gave me the paper
It was a detailed cartoon of two friends (I think) and some people behind them, they were standing on a bridge that was dripping blood into a Black Sea, the friends were holding hands and the people behind them were shilouettes, sort of ghost like. The picture was beautiful and well detailed, nothing like that abstract rubbish I was doing I'm class, a real work of art.
"Gerard, it's great, amazing in fact, who taught you that?"
"I have a lot of spare time" he mumbled "I taught myself"
"Gerard, are you okay?" I asked
"fine jess, just go could you?" He replied hastily
"no, actually I'm in this classroom for a lesson" I noticed he hadn't lifted his head properly yet.
I put my finger on his chin and lifted his head. He had a huge black eye, he had tried to cover it with makeup and extra eyeliner.
"Who did this?" I asked panicking
"no one." He replied but I knew he was hiding something
"Gerard I am worried, tell me who?"
" I DON'T KNOW! Just shove off will you" he said, pushing me away, he stormed off out of the class room making a scene.
"sit down jess" the teacher said
but I ignored her and chased Gerard out of the room, down the corridor, I almost lost him outside the boys changing rooms.
"Gerard wait! I didn't mean to ask so many questions, I'm sorry, I was just worried"
"we'll don't be, I'm fine"
"no your not" I answered
" we'll you can't come any further any way I'm going in here" he pointed at the changing room sign then opened the door and walked inside.
"oh can't I? Just watch me" I said to myself, following him in there.
It smelt of sweat Inside, and it was steamy, I walked past the shirtless boys as they shouted at me, I didn't listen I just followed Gerard into a stall.
"What is it with you?" He asked
"worried about you, I said that already"
"okay. Well why? No one else is, and I only met you a couple of days ago" he told me
"maybe I just care about you... Since no one else does!?" I said, a little too sternly
"oh, okay" Gerard said "well lets talk somewhere less cramped."
"Yeah" I said "lets"
We walked out of the one person stall and out of the changing rooms, into our school gardens, I brushed my hands along the flowers and bent down to feel the grass, it was thick and prickly, Gerard and I stopped and sat on a bench.
"so... What happened?" I asked
"okay, so I was minding my own business just walking to school when some dicks from my year came up behind me and tripped me, I didn't fall though, so they punched me hard in the eye, then ran off. I had to run back home, and cover it up, it kills though. Really bad. The school fixed me up though, my side anyway, that don't hurt anymore, but shit... my eye!"
"That's horrible, those little fucks, they're dead when I see them, I mean it! The same thing kind of happened to me though this morning. Some people pushed me down from behind, I fell, it's not to bad though" I pulled down my socks and shows him the graze, it was quite bad now, you could see bare flesh, but it wasn't as bad as Gerard's eye.
"shit!" He said "we've both had it bad eh?"
"yeah I guess, well I have to get back to class, you coming?"
"Yeah" he replied with a slight smile
"okay great, well we still on for tonight? Coffee then back to yours?" I asked
"sure" he replied "Starbucks at 4:00?"
"Yeah , I'm bringing my sister remember."
" of Course I will bring Mikey"
and with that we both walked into the art room, he finished his work and I explained to miss, why I had stormed out she understood. So it was just 6 more hours to go till tonight"

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