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"Frankie he didn't.....y'know......did he."
"no mom he didn't. we already went over this please quit bringing that up!" I snapped at her. I knew she was just looking out for me but this week she's been constantly bringing up a subject I want to avoid.
"Frank I feel like if you talk about what happened you'll feel better. you've been keeping it locked up inside of your for three years!"
"and that's how it should be! locked up where no one can get to it."
she gave me a look of sadness before changing the topic back to Gerard. "then what did Gerard do to you and why did he look like someone tried to brake his nose?
I sighed knowing that I'd have to tell her and that I'd probably end up crying during the story. "he picks on me constantly! I can't do anything to stop him! I didn't even do anything in the first place! faggot! whore! idiot! homo! emo! it hurts when he calls me that mom. I couldn't take it anymore. he's the reason that my cutting was so deep. it was supposed to be my end but then his fucking brother has to come and save me when I didn't want fucking saved!" I choked out. tears were now flowing freely down my face.
"frank I just....why the hell do people always pick on you?! why out of all people it has to be my son?!"
"because I'm an easy target." I mumbled.
"do you want me to talk to mr. or mrs. way?"
"NO!" I yelled.
"just please don't it'll just make it worse for me ok? just let it go."
she nodded at me but then a look of realization washed over her face.
"mom what is it?"
"frank you know tomorrow's October 1st right?"
shit shit shit shot shit shit shit shit .
"please don't make me go!" I begged.
"frank your gonna be 16 it's court orders he sees you tomorrow so we can set up dates.....he only wants to see you on your birthday. that's the only date he gave us. you'll have to see him at court tomorrow"
the tears began once again.
" mom I'm not ready to see him." I whispered.
"I'm scared."
"no mom he didn't. we already went over this please quit bringing that up!" I snapped at her. I knew she was just looking out for me but this week she's been constantly bringing up a subject I want to avoid.
"Frank I feel like if you talk about what happened you'll feel better. you've been keeping it locked up inside of your for three years!"
"and that's how it should be! locked up where no one can get to it."
she gave me a look of sadness before changing the topic back to Gerard. "then what did Gerard do to you and why did he look like someone tried to brake his nose?
I sighed knowing that I'd have to tell her and that I'd probably end up crying during the story. "he picks on me constantly! I can't do anything to stop him! I didn't even do anything in the first place! faggot! whore! idiot! homo! emo! it hurts when he calls me that mom. I couldn't take it anymore. he's the reason that my cutting was so deep. it was supposed to be my end but then his fucking brother has to come and save me when I didn't want fucking saved!" I choked out. tears were now flowing freely down my face.
"frank I just....why the hell do people always pick on you?! why out of all people it has to be my son?!"
"because I'm an easy target." I mumbled.
"do you want me to talk to mr. or mrs. way?"
"NO!" I yelled.
"just please don't it'll just make it worse for me ok? just let it go."
she nodded at me but then a look of realization washed over her face.
"mom what is it?"
"frank you know tomorrow's October 1st right?"
shit shit shit shot shit shit shit shit .
"please don't make me go!" I begged.
"frank your gonna be 16 it's court orders he sees you tomorrow so we can set up dates.....he only wants to see you on your birthday. that's the only date he gave us. you'll have to see him at court tomorrow"
the tears began once again.
" mom I'm not ready to see him." I whispered.
"I'm scared."
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