Gerard chased me as I ran out of the gym. I was a lot faster than him so I was able to stay ahead but I knew I couldn't run home. Mom would still be home until three and I was supposed to be at therapy right now.

I prayed that Gerard would just give up on chasing me but when I turned to check he was still running pretty close behind me. "Shit." I mumbled under my breath. I may be fast but smokers lungs are a bitch.

I was running down Main Street towards therapy hoping that Gerard would give up. Instead of running straight into the office I ran into an alley near it.

Of course it was a fucking dead end. My life seriously felt like movie right now. Instead of trying to stay quiet I began coughing violently. My lungs felt like they were on fire. I was doubled over in pain from my coughing fit.

"Frank what the hell are you ok?!" It was Gerard. I looked up for a second to see that he had a concerned expression on his face. I was about to answer but couldn't because I started coughing again.

"Frank?"

"Smokers *cough* lungs asshole."

"Please quit calling me an asshole!" He snapped. "I was trying to see if you were ok for Christ's sake!"

I kept coughing but the coughing didn't stop my fist from colliding with his face.
I heard a crunch noise and saw his nose gushing blood. He was now the one doubled over in pain. With his hands over his nose.

"You faggot!" He yelled and lunged at me.
i ducked out of the way and ran. At this point I didn't care if my mom was still home my main goal was not to be killed by Gerard.

he chased me with his bleeding nose all the way to our street. I ran up as fast as I could to my door and ran in slamming the door in his face. He began pounding furiously and all the commotion caused my mom to come running down stairs.

I tried to stop her from answering the door but she moved me out of the way which wasn't hard because I was smaller than her and gasped when she saw Gerard's bloody face.

"Oh my his sweetie what happened!!?" She said about to let him in but I stopped her and tried to push the door shut with all my strength.

"Franklin jr! Stop it!"

"Mom you are not letting him in this house!" I screamed still trying to keep the door closed. Eras had stopped pounding by now and was basically just listening to me and my moms fight.


"And why would that be!" She fought back.

"Because he's the fucking reason! NOT DAD HIM! HES THE FUCKING ONLY REASON!"

As as soon as I said that my mom slammed the door shit and locked it. She then turned to me and pulled me into a hug.
"Is it really him?" She asked sounding defeated.

I nodded.