I had eventually found my way home last night and of course before leaving gerard had to make a comment about my sexuality again. As soon as the ways were gone my mom began to tell at me. She was furious and I don't blame her.
"Frank I don't know what id do if I lost you." She said on the verge of tears. "That's why I worry so much, alright enoughs enough your fine so moving on, the way boys seem nice." She said in a hopefull tone obviously hoping I liked them.

"Not really."

"frank can't you give them a chance, I want you to make friends here that's one of the reasons we moved!"

"I'm sorry mom. I'm sorry I'm not fucking perfect and can't make friends whenever I want, and I'm sorry that I ruin everything for you and all your money goes to paying for my therapy and medication. I'm sorry I'm such a fuck up and can't do anything right, but please just leave me alone ok! I don't want to make friends, I really don't want to do anything anymore!" I said and then ran off to my room leaving my mom downstairs.

i woke hole up the next day to my alarm clock signaling the start of my first day in a new hell. I went to take a shower and ended up taking a little longer. I took apart my razor for shaving and used the blades to cut myself.

I cut until my mom was pounding on the bathroom door telling me that I was going to be late. I must've made at least twenty cuts.

I tired to wash them but they hurt to much so I just stuck a dressing over them and taped it down with medical tape. I dried my hair which wasn't hard to keep up since it was in a Mohawk and required basically no attention.

I threw on some black skinny jeans and converse along with a black flag tee and an oversized misfits hoodie. I grabbed my bag and ran out the door after grabbing some coffee.

As soon as I was out the front door my day turned into shit. Gerard and mikey along with some other kids were just leaving the way household to walk to school.

I tried to ignore them as best as I could since I was in front of them. Of course that didn't last longer than two seconds.

"Hey faggot come here!" Gerard yelled at me.
i ignored him and kept walking. I felt a hand on my shoulder pulling me back. I turned and came face to face with four boys. Gerard, mikey, a blonde looking tough kid, and a kid with a massive fro.

"Good morning emo." Gerard chirped smirking at me.
"Fuck off." I mumbled before turning away, but was stopped again by gerard grabbing my shoulder. "Listen what the fuck do you want! I don't have money or anything worth value on me! If your going to beat me up go ahead and get it over with, and if that wasn't your plan then can I please finish my fucking walk to school!?" I shouted at the boys.

Gerard had an amused smirk On his face. He quickly took my coffee out of my hand and tried to dump it on me, but me being extremely short and fast I ran away before it spilled on me. I kept running until I was all the way at the school. I could hear gerard trying to catch up with me but I was a lot faster.

I made it into the school and would've kept running except someone stopped me by blocking my way. It was a jock and I wasn't about to tell him to move so I turned around and found my way to the front office before gerard and his gang could catch up with me.

I told the lady at the desk my name and she gave me my schedule and locker number. By the time I left the office gerard and his gang must've given up on finding me so I figured it was safe to go to my locker.

I finally found my locker but noticed that It was literally only two lockers away from Gerard's. He saw me walking over to it since he was getting his books and smirked at me. "Your fucking lucky I didn't get you this morning faggot. Now let me see your schedule." He commanded.

I handed it to him and a smile a fucking smile appeared on his face. "Almost identical except English class." He smirked. "How about I show you to first period?" He asked.

"yea right." I mumbled before grabbing my schedule off him.
"it wasn't a question Frankie I'm going to take you to first period which just so happened to be gym.

**time lapse**

gerard literally dragged me into gym. If he hadn't I'm sure I would've just ditched anyway. I walked up to the gym teacher who handed me a pair of gym shorts and a t shirt. "What are these for?" I asked.

"Gym uniform go change. Way show him where the locker room and his gym locker are." He boomed.

Gerard showed me into the locker room and showed me my gym locker. "Well change."

"I'm not changing with you in here." I glared at him.

"God it's not like I'm going to fucking watch you you faggot"

I don't know what this kids deal is. He fucking hates me yet he stays while I have to change. I don't care who it is though in here with me I'm not changing in front of anyone with my hips and thighs all cut up.

I shove ive past gerard in an attempt to go to a bathroom stall. "Where are you going?" He asks

"to change."

I ignore ore gerard and Lock myself in a bathroom stall. I quickly change and make sure my cuts are covered before leaving the stall.

gerards still just standing in the locker room waiting for me. "Done changing princess?" He asks rudely to me like I was wasting his time or something.

"Shut the fuck up and leave me alone." And with that I shove past him and out into the gym.


**time lapse**

the rest of the day is pretty uneventful. Of course every time gerard passes me he has to make a rude comment but I tired my hardest to ignore it.

As as soon as the final bell rang I ran to my locker and grabbed what I needed. My goal was to make it to therapy without anyone seeing me.

I was was walking down the Main Street to my therapists office and was almost there when I heard someone yell faggot from behind me. I increased my speed and ran into the office hoping that I was far enough ahead that gerard didn't see where I went.

Dr. Ryan spent the hour trying to get to know me since I'd only had one other session with him prior to my move.

"Frank have you ever self harmed?" Was one of the many questions he asked that I wasn't sure how to respond to.
After thinking it through I nodded.

"Does anyone know?"
"no one knows I cut even my mom so please don't tell her." I begged.

"Frank id like you to show me the cuts you've made."

"Do I have to?"

"Yes. You do." Dr. Ryan responded coldly.

i showed him my thighs and hips as much as I could while keeping myself covered.

"Frank I'd like you to start keeping a journal about your feeling and your thoughts. I want you to try and write in it at least once a day and bring it with you everyday when you come to my office ok?" I nodded though I didn't see the point since I come here everyday except Sunday.

I left the office to walk home. As I walked up to my house I saw gerard and mikey outside on their porch. Gerard saw me and stood up to walk over to me but I ran inside and up to my room before he could get the chance to mess with me even further.

Notes

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