Keep the Right One In
Betrayal In It's Purest Form
Gerard’s P.O.V.
As I walk throughout the school to meet with Lindsey, I take Frank’s words into consideration. Could she really be coming on to me? I guess I’ll have to find out for myself today. I’ll just flirt back a little, and if she tries to kiss me, I’ll push away. Frank can’t possibly be mad at me for that, right?
“Gerard, hey!” Lindsey greets. She pulls me into a hug and plants a kiss on my cheek. She looks me up and down and runs her hands down my arms, complimenting, “You look great!”
I gulp nervously. “You look great too.”
She smiles and presses up against me, pouting sultrily. “Thanks. You’re so sweet.”
I force a grin back, and Lindsey shuts her eyes and moves her lips towards mine.
I shove her away, and her eyes open in a shocked jolt. “What the HELL was that?!”
“I-I….” I stammer. “I have a boyfriend!”
Lindsey scoffs. “You know, you could of told me that before I was coming onto you!”
“I wasn’t sure you liked me!” I shoot back.
“I’ve been coming onto you all week!” Lindsey retorts. She pushes past me, cursing, “You’re a dick!”
I watch her go, and mope down the halls, now fearing my life as I have no friends anymore.
At lunch, I sit by myself, Lindsey’s table all pointing at me and whispering. I know they’re talking shit about me. As I get up and leave, Lindsey shoves me as I pass, almost bringing me to the ground.
All day Lindsey and her friends torment me, and she even gets her older brother to kick my ass after school. He gets me good, so well that by the end I can hardly move. I call Billie, tears in my voice as I ask him to pick me up.
I limp to the car, and Billie doesn’t ask any questions about my mangled face and torn shirt. I really appreciate it.
I hurry into Frank and my room as soon as I get home, hugging him with all of my might.
I sob into his shoulder, and Frank pets my hair and asks,
“Hey, what’s wrong?”
I’m crying too hard to speak, so I settle to blubber like a baby as an answer.
“Listen to me, baby,” Frank comforts. He lifts my chin, wiping my face of its tears. “It’s okay, it’s alright. I’m here. I need you to calm down and tell me what happened.”
“L-L-Lindsey tried to k-kiss me, and-and I told her I was d-dating someone, and then-then she got all mad and she-she teased m-me the whole day and her older b-b-brother beat me up!” I weep.
“Shhh,” Frank coaxes, burying my head into his chest. I listen to his heartbeat, and the sound calms me.
We stay frozen like that for a while, and then Frank says,
“Thanks for telling her we’re dating.”
I sniffle. “She called me a faggot.”
“She’s just a bitch,” Frank assures. “You’re my boyfriend, and I love you. That’s all that matters, okay? Not Lindsey, not her jackass brother. Don’t let them get to you, and this will all blow over.”
“W-what if it doesn’t, though?” I whimper.
Frank glares at me. “Then I’ll help you.”
Billie’s P.O.V.
Frank enters the room, shutting the door quietly behind him. “Gerard’s sleeping.”
I nod and yawn myself, glancing over at the clock, which reads 10 p.m. “So… he seemed pretty broken up.”
“Well, yeah, but can you blame him?” Frank reasons.
I shake my head. “Do you think we should have him switch schools?”
“No!” Frank cries. He looks sheepish, then explains, “I’ll take care of him.”
I frown at Frank. “You’re not talking about… killing this girl, are you?”
“Only if she hurts him again,” Frank mutters.
“Dammit, Frank! That’s not the solution,” I snap.
Frank begins to get teary eyed, and quietly reminds, “Gee’s sleeping.”
“Sorry,” I apologize. “But Frank, you can’t possibly be considering that.”
“I’ll do what I have to do to protect my boyfriend,” Frank responds.
“Frank, don’t be like that,” I plead.
Frank glares at me and then enters his room.
Frank’s P.O.V.
The next day, Gerard comes home, crying again. He tackles me in a hug, bringing me onto the bed with him lying on top of me.
“What happened?” I sigh.
“Lindsey… she started a rumor- about me,” Gerard begins. “She-she told everybody that I’ll suck their dicks for five dollars, and…” Gerard starts crying harder. “And I was… I was just going to the bathroom and… this boy… he-he stuck five dollars down the back of my pants and then pushed me onto the ground and….” Gerard looks at me, his eyes swollen and crimson. “He raped me, Frank. He made me give him a blow job.”
My mouth drops open in shock. I stand, pacing around the room, boiling with anger. “Why?! Why would she do that?!” I finally decide what I have to do. “Gerard, where does Lindsey live?”
Gerard sniffles. “I don’t want you to kill her, Frank. I just want to get tested and then change schools and forget about all of this shit.”
I frown; really want to get Lindsey back. But I have to abide by my boyfriend’s wishes. I hug him, and tell, “I’ll let Billie know you want to switch schools. I think there’s a Christian one in the area… Christian kids are good people, right?”
Gerard nods, and lies down, dismissing, “I really just want to sleep right now. Could you… could you also tell Billie to get me a doctor’s appointment? And we should lay off anything sexual until I’m given the clear.”
“I’ll tell him,” I inform. I kiss Gerard on the forehead, pulling his bangs out of his eyes, before I leave the room.
“So… he does want to change schools,” Billie says smugly.
“Yeah,” I mumble, sitting next to Billie. He whips out his laptop, going to Google and immediately finding a nearby school.
“So, this one’s a Christian school,” Billie begins. “They’re the Saints, appropriate. They have a strict policy against bullying, although they’ve never had to use it against anyone.” He grins. “This sounds like the school for Gerard.”
I nod. “Oh yeah, he also needs a doctor’s appointment,” I tell.
Billie scrunches his forehead in confusion. “Why?”
“He…” I drop my voice to a whisper. “You can’t tell anyone but Tre, alright? But because of a rumor that girl started he… he got raped.”
Billie’s eyes widen. “W-what?”
“Not intercourse, but he was forced to give a blow job,” I clarify.
“Oh- oh my God,” Billie chokes out. “That’s horrible!”
“Yeah, I know,” I agree. I look back at my bedroom door, and my eyes tear up with pity for Gerard. “Look, I’m going to go lay with him, okay? Goodnight, Billie.”
I head back to the door, and as I shut it behind me, I hear a faint,
“Goodnight, Frank.”
As I walk throughout the school to meet with Lindsey, I take Frank’s words into consideration. Could she really be coming on to me? I guess I’ll have to find out for myself today. I’ll just flirt back a little, and if she tries to kiss me, I’ll push away. Frank can’t possibly be mad at me for that, right?
“Gerard, hey!” Lindsey greets. She pulls me into a hug and plants a kiss on my cheek. She looks me up and down and runs her hands down my arms, complimenting, “You look great!”
I gulp nervously. “You look great too.”
She smiles and presses up against me, pouting sultrily. “Thanks. You’re so sweet.”
I force a grin back, and Lindsey shuts her eyes and moves her lips towards mine.
I shove her away, and her eyes open in a shocked jolt. “What the HELL was that?!”
“I-I….” I stammer. “I have a boyfriend!”
Lindsey scoffs. “You know, you could of told me that before I was coming onto you!”
“I wasn’t sure you liked me!” I shoot back.
“I’ve been coming onto you all week!” Lindsey retorts. She pushes past me, cursing, “You’re a dick!”
I watch her go, and mope down the halls, now fearing my life as I have no friends anymore.
At lunch, I sit by myself, Lindsey’s table all pointing at me and whispering. I know they’re talking shit about me. As I get up and leave, Lindsey shoves me as I pass, almost bringing me to the ground.
All day Lindsey and her friends torment me, and she even gets her older brother to kick my ass after school. He gets me good, so well that by the end I can hardly move. I call Billie, tears in my voice as I ask him to pick me up.
I limp to the car, and Billie doesn’t ask any questions about my mangled face and torn shirt. I really appreciate it.
I hurry into Frank and my room as soon as I get home, hugging him with all of my might.
I sob into his shoulder, and Frank pets my hair and asks,
“Hey, what’s wrong?”
I’m crying too hard to speak, so I settle to blubber like a baby as an answer.
“Listen to me, baby,” Frank comforts. He lifts my chin, wiping my face of its tears. “It’s okay, it’s alright. I’m here. I need you to calm down and tell me what happened.”
“L-L-Lindsey tried to k-kiss me, and-and I told her I was d-dating someone, and then-then she got all mad and she-she teased m-me the whole day and her older b-b-brother beat me up!” I weep.
“Shhh,” Frank coaxes, burying my head into his chest. I listen to his heartbeat, and the sound calms me.
We stay frozen like that for a while, and then Frank says,
“Thanks for telling her we’re dating.”
I sniffle. “She called me a faggot.”
“She’s just a bitch,” Frank assures. “You’re my boyfriend, and I love you. That’s all that matters, okay? Not Lindsey, not her jackass brother. Don’t let them get to you, and this will all blow over.”
“W-what if it doesn’t, though?” I whimper.
Frank glares at me. “Then I’ll help you.”
Billie’s P.O.V.
Frank enters the room, shutting the door quietly behind him. “Gerard’s sleeping.”
I nod and yawn myself, glancing over at the clock, which reads 10 p.m. “So… he seemed pretty broken up.”
“Well, yeah, but can you blame him?” Frank reasons.
I shake my head. “Do you think we should have him switch schools?”
“No!” Frank cries. He looks sheepish, then explains, “I’ll take care of him.”
I frown at Frank. “You’re not talking about… killing this girl, are you?”
“Only if she hurts him again,” Frank mutters.
“Dammit, Frank! That’s not the solution,” I snap.
Frank begins to get teary eyed, and quietly reminds, “Gee’s sleeping.”
“Sorry,” I apologize. “But Frank, you can’t possibly be considering that.”
“I’ll do what I have to do to protect my boyfriend,” Frank responds.
“Frank, don’t be like that,” I plead.
Frank glares at me and then enters his room.
Frank’s P.O.V.
The next day, Gerard comes home, crying again. He tackles me in a hug, bringing me onto the bed with him lying on top of me.
“What happened?” I sigh.
“Lindsey… she started a rumor- about me,” Gerard begins. “She-she told everybody that I’ll suck their dicks for five dollars, and…” Gerard starts crying harder. “And I was… I was just going to the bathroom and… this boy… he-he stuck five dollars down the back of my pants and then pushed me onto the ground and….” Gerard looks at me, his eyes swollen and crimson. “He raped me, Frank. He made me give him a blow job.”
My mouth drops open in shock. I stand, pacing around the room, boiling with anger. “Why?! Why would she do that?!” I finally decide what I have to do. “Gerard, where does Lindsey live?”
Gerard sniffles. “I don’t want you to kill her, Frank. I just want to get tested and then change schools and forget about all of this shit.”
I frown; really want to get Lindsey back. But I have to abide by my boyfriend’s wishes. I hug him, and tell, “I’ll let Billie know you want to switch schools. I think there’s a Christian one in the area… Christian kids are good people, right?”
Gerard nods, and lies down, dismissing, “I really just want to sleep right now. Could you… could you also tell Billie to get me a doctor’s appointment? And we should lay off anything sexual until I’m given the clear.”
“I’ll tell him,” I inform. I kiss Gerard on the forehead, pulling his bangs out of his eyes, before I leave the room.
“So… he does want to change schools,” Billie says smugly.
“Yeah,” I mumble, sitting next to Billie. He whips out his laptop, going to Google and immediately finding a nearby school.
“So, this one’s a Christian school,” Billie begins. “They’re the Saints, appropriate. They have a strict policy against bullying, although they’ve never had to use it against anyone.” He grins. “This sounds like the school for Gerard.”
I nod. “Oh yeah, he also needs a doctor’s appointment,” I tell.
Billie scrunches his forehead in confusion. “Why?”
“He…” I drop my voice to a whisper. “You can’t tell anyone but Tre, alright? But because of a rumor that girl started he… he got raped.”
Billie’s eyes widen. “W-what?”
“Not intercourse, but he was forced to give a blow job,” I clarify.
“Oh- oh my God,” Billie chokes out. “That’s horrible!”
“Yeah, I know,” I agree. I look back at my bedroom door, and my eyes tear up with pity for Gerard. “Look, I’m going to go lay with him, okay? Goodnight, Billie.”
I head back to the door, and as I shut it behind me, I hear a faint,
“Goodnight, Frank.”
Notes
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3/19/14