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Words Mean Nothing.

Chapter Five.

Michael James Way was shocked to say the least about the scene in front of him. He was terrified. He had always known that Frank was the resident Crazy at Belleville High, but, he honestly didn't think he was this bad. He considered walking back out the door behind him, but, he was too good of a person to do that. He had to help this poor boy.

"Hey! Frankie, Calm down…O.K?" Michael's words were terrified to say the least, and he watched as Frankie's shocked look turned to a more angry one.

"Who are you to tell me to calm down? You don't even know me." Frank's hands were shaking on the blade and he moved it so it was no longer hovering above his wrist.

"I'm Mikey. Frank….." Mikey searched for something to say racking every last inch of his brain. "you have so much more to live for! You're so young, your whole life is ahead of you. Now, come on…give me the knife."

Frank let out a chilling laugh and in a swift motion had the knife pointed at Mikey. The boy turned pale white and held his breath as Frank spoke:

"How do you know what I have to live for? My father is dead because of me. The Tomato headed bastard makes me miserable on a daily basis. People whisper things as I walk by. I eat lunch in the bathroom because no one will give me space at their table. I'm afraid of being alone, and I AM alone. I have no one to go home to anymore, nothing except darkness and loneliness. Don't tell me I have something to live for when I know you're lying. "

Mikey's entire composure changed and he looked at Frank a completely different way. Without warning he moved to the paper towel dispenser and got one out handing it to Frank.

"Here. They'll make your face burn if you don't get them off your cheeks fast enough." Mikey smiled moving to sit down next to Frank. Frank stiffened but, took the paper towel from Mikey letting himself sob into it. In that moment Mikey realized that Frank really was alone and made it his goal that was going to change that.

Comments

@WelcomeToTheMarmalade
Sitting alone in 2016 crying because i love this and all the good fanfics are old

*sitting in 2015 alone and crying tears of pure loss because all my favorite fanfics are ancient*

Wow!! Sequel definitely needed!!! (; Xx

sequal?!

frankenweenie frankenweenie
5/9/14
Soft simple tears began t trickle down the young girls face as she read the ending words to her newly acquired addiction. The words seemed to swarm and melt around her mind like the coffee she seems to stitched to. With the words coursed around her mind she started to beg, plead, anything for another story about her hero's. No words came inside her head, no words of greatness shot through her mind but eight... 'This is my Gerard and I am Frank Iero.'
BatteryBomb BatteryBomb
7/31/13