Today was Saturday. Maybe now I can sleep without Gerard blasting me in the face.
Just then I was push out of the bed and on the ground.
"You either wake up, or go sleep somewhere else. I don't want you in my bed after I wake up."
I groaned and found a good enough spot in the hallway. I began to smell bacon. No matter how many times Gerard makes bacon, I never get any.
I waddled downstairs, only to be greeted by the smell of the bacon that I will not receive.
"I'm finally going to let you eat today. We don't want you dying and getting me charged for it, now do we?" Gerard said, putting the plate of bacon in my face.
I grabbed three pieces, about to grab a fourt, only to get my hand slapped by Gerard.
"Three's enough." Gerard pulled the plate away from me.

Well, at least I got some I thought.

I put a piece of the warm bacon in my mouth. It tasted juicy, and fluffy almost.
I began eating the bacon at fast speeds.
"Slow down there, pig." Gerard hollered over his shoulder.
I ignored him and finished the rest of my bacon, which is just about the best thing I ever ate.
I can't remember the last time I ate, nor what I ate. Maybe it was a waffle? A pancake? I can't remember.
Well, as long as I got food now.
I made my way upstairs, changing into a plane black shirt, and some skinny jeans.
I walked back downstairs, only to notice that Gerard was leaving.
Could it be? Some time alone?
I walked into the kitchen, seeing a note that read:
Going to the store. Be back soon.
P.s. Don't fuck anything up while I'm gone.
I took the note and threw it in the trash. There really wasn't anything I could fuck up...
Wait! I could finally text Ray! Gerard made me loose connection with him after we started dating.
I grabbed my phone and went to my messages.
"Ray!"
"Frank? You're actually texting me for once?"
"Yeah. Gerard went to the store. I have a little time. So what's up?"
"Nothing much. Just sitting here, listening to music and whatnot."
"Oh that's cool. Gerard actually let me eat for once!"
"He did? What did you eat?"
"I ate bacon for my first time! It was like the best thing I've ever eaten!"
"That's awesome. Maybe next time Gerard leaves, do you think we could meet up somewhere?"
"I don't know... He might find out... But we can still see each other at school, right?"
"Yeah."
"I think Gerard is back now... I'll talk to you later?"
"Alright. See ya!"
"Bye."

I put my phone back in its place where Gerard keeps it, deleting all the messages first.

"Frank!" Gerard hollered , apparently seeing me with my phone.
His grocery bags fell out of his hands. His open hands imedietly turned into fists.
"Have I taught you NOTHING? You know what happens when you disobey me."
He came closer, grabbing my shirt. He tore me off the bed and onto the ground.
He put his foot on my chest, and worked his way to the closet without releasing me.
He finally got the closet door open. He lifted me off my feet, and threw me into the closet, and locked the door.
"You can come out when you're done being a little faggot."