When I get home my dad was passed out on the couch. Good. I walk quietly into the kitchen to grab a snack. All we had was beer, crackers, and hot wings. I shudder at the wings, the simple knowledge that the meat had once been part of a living creature disturbed me greatly. I grab a pack of stale peanut butter crackers and slip into my room. I have a lot of homework to do so I nibble the four crackers as I work. After I finish the crackers I'm still hungry, I don't really get to eat much since all of my money goes to my dad and he spends it on alcohol and drugs. My stomach cramps tightly, two days without eating really affects you. I eventually give up on trying to understand Shakespeare and decide to go to bed. As I lay down under the thin blankets I let my mind wander to Gerard. I think about his smile, his warmth, his kindness. I can't help but want to be around him forever. He would probably just leave me once he found out about ny dad though, most people did. I feel a certain deep sadness I have never felt before at the thought of losing Gerard. It starts somewhere deep inside myself and burns it's way through my very being. I just blame it on lack of food and close my eyes, drifting off into a deep sleep.
When I wake up the next morning I look over at the clock on my wall. 12:30. Wait holy fuck 12:30? I'm late as shit. I spring out of bed pulling on a dirty pair of jeans over my boxers and a grey t-shirt. I quickly grab my bag and begin to reach for the doorknob to the door that connects my room to the living room. I freeze. My dad would flip shit if he found out, he doesnt want to get into trouble with the school. I consider just ditching, but I need to see Gerard today. I tap my foot thinking about what I should do, then my gave finds the window. That's it I could sneak out of the window! Luckily I'm small so I should fit. I open the window and throw my bag outside first, then I hoist my body, feet first through the small dirty window. I grab my bag and run like he'll to school.
When I get to school it's lunch time. Luckily Gerard and I have the same lunch period so I can talk to him. My eyes search the room until I see his mess of black hair. I hurry over to him and sit down next to him. He's eating with another kid that has Sandy blonde hair with fringe, he has black glasses and looks like he can't weigh more than ninety pounds.
"Hey." I say trying to sound happy.
"Oh, hey." Gerard says with a warm smile. "Where have you been?"
"Oh I overslept." I explain.
"You look exhausted." He says worriedly.
"Im fine, who's this?" I ask gesturing to the kid Gerard was sitting with.
"Oh, this is my little brother Mikey." Gerard says with obvious pride in his voice.
Mikey glances up from a book he's reading and gives me a smile before returning to his reading.
"You didn't tell me you had a brother." I say.
"You didn't ask." Gerard says with a chuckle. "Hey why aren't you eating?"
"Oh I'm not hungry." I lie. In reality, I just can't afford it. Gerard gives me a strange look so I fiddle with my hands, avoiding his gaze. Gerard's eyes travel down to my wrist and widen.
"What are those?" He whispers, softly touching the scars that align my wrist. Shit. I had been in such a rush I forgot about my jacket.
"Oh, um my cat it's nothing really." I lie. Gerard narrowes his eyes, he doesn't believe me.
"Hey can you spend the night tonight?" Gerard asks me.
"I can't." But I want to.
"Why?" Gerard asks suspiciously.
"I uh dont want to intrude." I say, I'm a awful liar.
"Please." Gerard says taking my hand in his and holding it tight. I look into his eyes and debate what I should do. Go home, or go to Gerard's.
"Fine, I'll go."

Notes

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