I'm really not okay.
Chapter 5- Who wants to scive?
I stand, mortified; Mikey is looking equally as bewildered as me. “Dude, PLEASE don’t tell Gerard!” I begin to plead him, literally dropping to my knees and grabbing his legs… until I realize what it looks like and quickly stand, gripping his shoulders instead and allowing endless “Please, please, please,” to pass my lips.
“Dude!” Mikey snaps, I instantly release him, shut up and look down at my feet which I began nervously shuffling. “Cool it, okay? I’m not going to tell anyone. Sure I love my brother but he is an arsehole so why would I give him more reason to be a prick to my friend?” Mikey reasons with me. Well thank fuck for that! I instantly ease up and give a massive sigh. I look up and smile at Mikey who smiles back at me. Yeah, up. The kid is only fourteen and taller than my five-foot-two-inches. But hey, I’m only sixteen. I’m bound to grow more. It’s not like I’ll reach like five-foot-four and just stop… I hope… “Okay, well, I’m going to go because I’m late for isolation and Mr Brinn is nice but he won’t be pleased if I’m ten minutes late. I’ll see you tomorrow, dude. And seriously don’t worry; I’ll keep your secret!” Mikey reassures me as he runs to the Head of Year office.
I walk to English, fully embracing my tardiness. I really don’t care that I’m late because Mikey is the only person who knows who I love. I haven’t even told Izzy because she despises Gerard and would probably eat him if she knew that not only did he upset me by bullying me but also broke my heart everytime he showed his disdain for me. I can’t help but sigh at that truth. He is killing me.
I walk in and simply nod at Mrs. Riken. She smiles back and continues teaching. She is my favourite teacher, she likes me and knows that I can do the work so doesn’t shout at me simply for being ten minutes late. Once I turned up to a lesson like three minutes before the end and she handed me the worksheets and asked if I was okay and when I said no she talked to me and wrote me a note for my next teacher so they didn’t shout at me. She may actually be my favourite human, aside from Izzy and Mikey too, I guess, *cough* and Gerard *cough*.
I walk to the back left corner, my seat, to find that there is someone sitting in the usually empty seat beside me… Who the fuck? Although he has a fucking awesome afro! I guess I can talk to him once Miss is finished talking. I take my seat, get out my book and a pen, and quickly write down everything that Mrs. Riken has wrote on the board. “Okay, has everyone got this down?” Miss asks, scanning the room to see everyone – including me – nod. “Okay, great. Umm… That is all I have set. We were going to read the tempest but Mrs. Dint’s class have all of our copies so just talk quietly amongst yourselves.” Miss says with a smile as she sits at her desk and begins typing rampantly on her laptop. Not even five seconds later, the classroom erupts into conversations and I turn to the kid with the awesome afro.
“Hey, I’m Frank, Frank Iero,” I say quietly. He looks over at me and smiles.
“Hi, I’m James, James Bond” he mocks before chuckling. “No, I’m just shitting you, dude. Heya, I’m Ray Toro!” he says in a happy tone. I guess he isn’t an arsehole and he’s pretty funny, awesome!
Ray and I talk for the remainder of the lesson and damn, he is fucking awesome! He loves the same music as me and likes Lord of The Rings and Pokemon and just shit tons of great shit! LIKE HE IS A TALL FLUFFY HEADED COPY OF ME! When the bell goes we stand up and, as he is walking away, I grab his arm because, shit. I want to be this guy’s friend! “Tor-fro,” do not fucking ask where ‘Tor-fro’ came from, it is like a mix of Toro and afro and I don’t know why I did that weird merge-y thing but what- the fuck-ever, I’m just going to go with it… I quite like it! “Dude, where are going?” he turns around and looks confusedly at me. “Umm… I was wondering if you wanted to hang out…” I began but my nerves took over. “But if you have plans then that’s cool, I’ll just go,” I say as I push past him and make my way to meet up with Izzy.
“No, Iero!” he shouts to me and I stop and turn around. “I would love to hang out with you, dude. I was just taken aback by your inviting me. Shit, dude, you’re just so awesome and I didn’t think that you’d want to be friends. Like for real, that would be awesome!” he grins and I smile back and begin leading him to Izzy.
“Hey, Izzy,” I call when I see her and she turns with a smile and… Mikey Way… Okay then… “Umm, Mikey, what are you doing with Izzy?” I ask, not even attempting to mask my confusion.
“Well, Franks,” Iz begins. “I met Mikey when Ms. Dint sent me out for swearing and I had to go see Mrs. Briton-Patricks because apparently saying that someone is a self-conceded cunt requires being sent to your head of you,” she huffs. “But hey, I met Mikes so who fucking cares about that bitch!” Izzy grins. “So, who’s up for skiving and going to my house to watch The Hobbit?” Izzy cheers.
We all laugh and agree to go to Izzy’s but I decide that I should go to my locker to get the hoodie that I had left there for about two months and agree to meet everyone later on at Izzy’s.
God do I wish I hadn’t bothered getting that hoodie because, when I get to my locker, I see Gerard fucking Way and his friend… Bob? Do I have literally no fucking luck?
I turn around to just leave but it’s too late, he’s already fucking seen me. “Heeeey, Fairy,” he purrs in his silky voice. Fuck. My. Life. I slowly turn and look at him, please don’t bring up this morning I silently beg. “So, how long did it take before you…” Gerard trails off looking down at my crotch. “Calmed down enough to actually get up and leave Mr. Bines’ office?” Gerard laughs wickedly and I wish I could just fucking hate him.
“Fuck you, Geetard. Just let me get to my fucking locker,” I growl and try to push past him only for Bob to push me back. Wow, no shock, he is also a dick.
“What the fuck did you just call me?” Gerard growls in my face. Shit. I’m in for it now. Well done, Frank. You are such a fucking idiot. I look away from him, clearly this angers him as his next move is to punch me right in the jaw, exactly where he did this morning. Fuck. That hurt. I wince at the pain but he doesn’t stop hitting me.
The next blow is aimed at my stomach and that send me to the floor.
Ever heard of the phrase ‘Don’t kick a man when he’s down’? Well Gerard Way hasn’t. He drove his foot into my stomach and as I turn away he kicks my left hip, my cut hip. I scream in pain as I feel the cuts opening.
Gerard resumes to relentlessly kick my back and hip, and one kick is even aimed at my face, before he spits on me and walks away.
Wow. That hurt. I crawl to a bathroom and check that it is empty, thank fuck that it is! I pull up my shirt and take off my dressing. SHIT! There is so much fucking blood. I clean it off with paper towels and water before proceding to cover it in paper towels and the same dressing, as I neglected to bring a spare.
I wobble to my locker and grab my hoodie and literally run to Izzy’s, trying to ignore the pain because I need my friend.
I run for five minutes and I see her street name but then I stop running. I can’t breathe. Everything is spinning. It is all going blurry. My legs give out and I feel myself crash on the floor.
Then it all goes dark.
“Dude!” Mikey snaps, I instantly release him, shut up and look down at my feet which I began nervously shuffling. “Cool it, okay? I’m not going to tell anyone. Sure I love my brother but he is an arsehole so why would I give him more reason to be a prick to my friend?” Mikey reasons with me. Well thank fuck for that! I instantly ease up and give a massive sigh. I look up and smile at Mikey who smiles back at me. Yeah, up. The kid is only fourteen and taller than my five-foot-two-inches. But hey, I’m only sixteen. I’m bound to grow more. It’s not like I’ll reach like five-foot-four and just stop… I hope… “Okay, well, I’m going to go because I’m late for isolation and Mr Brinn is nice but he won’t be pleased if I’m ten minutes late. I’ll see you tomorrow, dude. And seriously don’t worry; I’ll keep your secret!” Mikey reassures me as he runs to the Head of Year office.
I walk to English, fully embracing my tardiness. I really don’t care that I’m late because Mikey is the only person who knows who I love. I haven’t even told Izzy because she despises Gerard and would probably eat him if she knew that not only did he upset me by bullying me but also broke my heart everytime he showed his disdain for me. I can’t help but sigh at that truth. He is killing me.
I walk in and simply nod at Mrs. Riken. She smiles back and continues teaching. She is my favourite teacher, she likes me and knows that I can do the work so doesn’t shout at me simply for being ten minutes late. Once I turned up to a lesson like three minutes before the end and she handed me the worksheets and asked if I was okay and when I said no she talked to me and wrote me a note for my next teacher so they didn’t shout at me. She may actually be my favourite human, aside from Izzy and Mikey too, I guess, *cough* and Gerard *cough*.
I walk to the back left corner, my seat, to find that there is someone sitting in the usually empty seat beside me… Who the fuck? Although he has a fucking awesome afro! I guess I can talk to him once Miss is finished talking. I take my seat, get out my book and a pen, and quickly write down everything that Mrs. Riken has wrote on the board. “Okay, has everyone got this down?” Miss asks, scanning the room to see everyone – including me – nod. “Okay, great. Umm… That is all I have set. We were going to read the tempest but Mrs. Dint’s class have all of our copies so just talk quietly amongst yourselves.” Miss says with a smile as she sits at her desk and begins typing rampantly on her laptop. Not even five seconds later, the classroom erupts into conversations and I turn to the kid with the awesome afro.
“Hey, I’m Frank, Frank Iero,” I say quietly. He looks over at me and smiles.
“Hi, I’m James, James Bond” he mocks before chuckling. “No, I’m just shitting you, dude. Heya, I’m Ray Toro!” he says in a happy tone. I guess he isn’t an arsehole and he’s pretty funny, awesome!
Ray and I talk for the remainder of the lesson and damn, he is fucking awesome! He loves the same music as me and likes Lord of The Rings and Pokemon and just shit tons of great shit! LIKE HE IS A TALL FLUFFY HEADED COPY OF ME! When the bell goes we stand up and, as he is walking away, I grab his arm because, shit. I want to be this guy’s friend! “Tor-fro,” do not fucking ask where ‘Tor-fro’ came from, it is like a mix of Toro and afro and I don’t know why I did that weird merge-y thing but what- the fuck-ever, I’m just going to go with it… I quite like it! “Dude, where are going?” he turns around and looks confusedly at me. “Umm… I was wondering if you wanted to hang out…” I began but my nerves took over. “But if you have plans then that’s cool, I’ll just go,” I say as I push past him and make my way to meet up with Izzy.
“No, Iero!” he shouts to me and I stop and turn around. “I would love to hang out with you, dude. I was just taken aback by your inviting me. Shit, dude, you’re just so awesome and I didn’t think that you’d want to be friends. Like for real, that would be awesome!” he grins and I smile back and begin leading him to Izzy.
“Hey, Izzy,” I call when I see her and she turns with a smile and… Mikey Way… Okay then… “Umm, Mikey, what are you doing with Izzy?” I ask, not even attempting to mask my confusion.
“Well, Franks,” Iz begins. “I met Mikey when Ms. Dint sent me out for swearing and I had to go see Mrs. Briton-Patricks because apparently saying that someone is a self-conceded cunt requires being sent to your head of you,” she huffs. “But hey, I met Mikes so who fucking cares about that bitch!” Izzy grins. “So, who’s up for skiving and going to my house to watch The Hobbit?” Izzy cheers.
We all laugh and agree to go to Izzy’s but I decide that I should go to my locker to get the hoodie that I had left there for about two months and agree to meet everyone later on at Izzy’s.
God do I wish I hadn’t bothered getting that hoodie because, when I get to my locker, I see Gerard fucking Way and his friend… Bob? Do I have literally no fucking luck?
I turn around to just leave but it’s too late, he’s already fucking seen me. “Heeeey, Fairy,” he purrs in his silky voice. Fuck. My. Life. I slowly turn and look at him, please don’t bring up this morning I silently beg. “So, how long did it take before you…” Gerard trails off looking down at my crotch. “Calmed down enough to actually get up and leave Mr. Bines’ office?” Gerard laughs wickedly and I wish I could just fucking hate him.
“Fuck you, Geetard. Just let me get to my fucking locker,” I growl and try to push past him only for Bob to push me back. Wow, no shock, he is also a dick.
“What the fuck did you just call me?” Gerard growls in my face. Shit. I’m in for it now. Well done, Frank. You are such a fucking idiot. I look away from him, clearly this angers him as his next move is to punch me right in the jaw, exactly where he did this morning. Fuck. That hurt. I wince at the pain but he doesn’t stop hitting me.
The next blow is aimed at my stomach and that send me to the floor.
Ever heard of the phrase ‘Don’t kick a man when he’s down’? Well Gerard Way hasn’t. He drove his foot into my stomach and as I turn away he kicks my left hip, my cut hip. I scream in pain as I feel the cuts opening.
Gerard resumes to relentlessly kick my back and hip, and one kick is even aimed at my face, before he spits on me and walks away.
Wow. That hurt. I crawl to a bathroom and check that it is empty, thank fuck that it is! I pull up my shirt and take off my dressing. SHIT! There is so much fucking blood. I clean it off with paper towels and water before proceding to cover it in paper towels and the same dressing, as I neglected to bring a spare.
I wobble to my locker and grab my hoodie and literally run to Izzy’s, trying to ignore the pain because I need my friend.
I run for five minutes and I see her street name but then I stop running. I can’t breathe. Everything is spinning. It is all going blurry. My legs give out and I feel myself crash on the floor.
Then it all goes dark.
Notes
Omg, I feel evil.WHY DID I WRITE THAT!?
WTF??
POOR FRANKIE!!!!!!
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But yeah, I decided to be more patient and wait before adding in Gerard's POV.
Fuck me, he really is an absolute shit!
Thanks for reading my abusive chapter! ):
Charley <3
@Thatonefriend
Well it might not have tied up all the ends, but I read the last chapter & it seems like an ending, although the author said "no more than four more chapters" so yeah p much the end.
12/22/18