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Save Me! (I'm too young to die)

I'm not sure if it matters.

I’d come round to the Way’s house after our shitty day at school in an attempt to try and get some help from Mikey on advanced algebra. It could’ve been going better, and it was only us two there so there wasn’t anyone to tell him off for ripping pages out of my book.
“Can’t you just help me to start with so I have some paper left for the homework?”
“You have to learn, Frank.” He could be so infuriating, especially since he was only just older than me, not by much, but he would still act all high and mighty. He expected to get away with murder.
I groaned, and then shut my mouth when I received the death-stare. He’d been in the worst mood I’d ever seen him in since the incident this morning. It’d pissed him off so much this time because they nearly broke his spectacles and had run off with his lunch money, though Bob had soon gotten it back for him.
“Can you at least explain it clearly?”
Instead of a one-to-one chat on algebraic fractions, I got a folder thrown at my head. Better than nothing, I supposed. As I began to fill up my remaining seven pages, we settled back into silence until the door slammed downstairs.
“That’ll be Gee, then,” Mikey mumbled.
“You gonna see if he’s okay? He’s had a pretty tough day…” I thought back to this morning. He’d always been bullied. Name-calling, pushing, shoving. They’d never done that, though. I’d picked up the pieces of the drawings and placed them in my bag. I’d spent most of recess staring at them. God, he was good. The comic book style doodles were coloured with bright sharpies and jumped off the page.
“He’ll want to be left alone.” Mikey didn’t even look up from his books. He proceeded to furiously cross something out. “Go talk to him yourself, if you want.”
I got up from the floor, picking up my almost empty bag. “Okay, I will.”
I couldn’t understand how he could be like this about his brother, so insensitive and dismissive. Mikey couldn’t hold anything against anyone if he tried.
‘It’s just a sibling thing. Not like I’d understand about brothers…’
Trudging across the room, I was stopped in the doorway because Mikey demanded that I did so.
“Frank, shut the door when you go out, will you?”
I sighed, but I obeyed, although it involved more slamming than shutting. I jumped down most of the stairs and knocked on Gerard’s door.
“Hey, Gee? Can I come in?” There was a pause and I heard scuffling, like he was frantically trying to hide something. “Gee?”
“One minute.”
He was definitely trying to cover something up.
“Okay, come in.” He sounded a little drained, but could I blame him after the day he’d had?
I’d only talked to him at school, or when he came up to check on Mikey if we were here, and we were pretty good friends, but I’d never been in here. It was like a cave in that room. There was barely any light and there was only really a bed, bedside table and a wardrobe, though it was being put to little use as most of his clothes were lying on the floor.
“Turn the light on if you want.” I flicked the switch and the solitary bulb flashed into life. I glanced around the now illuminated walls. There were a lot of posters and drawings, and I mean a lot. I recognised some of the posters from his notebooks.
“What did you want?” He was quiet and sounded a little defensive. I slung my bag down in front of where he was sat in the corner. He looked up at me, puzzled.
“Your drawings,” I explained. “I didn’t want to leave them where they were.” I paused and sat down next to him. “I-I had a look at them,” I gestured to my bag.
He opened the satchel and peered in. “Oh, those? They’re only quick sketches. Pretty shit, but I had fun doing them.” Pain filled his voice as if it were part of his soul that they’d ripped up and not some pieces of paper.
“They’re amazing! I really like the Batman one. And, I… um, I tried putting them back together…” I took one out and placed it on the floor. It was only cellotaped on the back, but I’d tried. He gave a small smile.
“Thanks, Frank. But they’re not really anything now. Take them if you want.” He moved, starting to try and push them into my hands before shifting his gaze onto me. God, his eyes were beautiful. Brown, green if the light hit them right. But dull as if any happiness had been sucked out of them.
“I fixed them for you.” I nudged them away. Gerard nodded and held onto them.
“I can see. You didn’t have to.” He reached in and took the others. “Thank you. I’ll put them back on my wall.”
“Are you sure there’s any room for them?” He gave a light laugh. I don’t think I’d ever heard or seen him laugh before, or at least not in a very long time. Those slightly crooked teeth couldn’t have looked half-way as gorgeous on anyone else. Getting up, he walked across the cold floor to assess a patch of empty wall.
“Frankie, could you pass me a pin from that little tray?” He pointed back to a black ash-tray with push-pins flowing over its sides on the desk next to his bed. I picked up four different coloured pins and passed him one.
Taking hold on the other sketches, he took the other three pins and then stepped back and looked down at me.
“Does that look okay?” His real smile had disappeared, but he’d plastered on a fake one in an attempt to replace it.
“Yeah.” What else could I say? ‘Everything about you looks okay’? Apart from everything about him was more than okay; it was brilliant. There was a pause until Gee spoke.
“Is that all you wanted?” I paused for a brief moment, a little confused. Did he want me to go? I’d only just got here, but he had looked uncomfortable when I brought up this morning.
I nodded and went to the door.
“D’you want your bag?” I shuffled back over and picked it up.
“Nearly forgot.” I smiled. “See you tomorrow?”
“Yeah, tomorrow. Have fun with your homework.”

Comments

i'm crying, please make them get better
@My_Chemical_Nightmare
I'm going to do my best to update on a regular basis.
MyChemicalEnd MyChemicalEnd
11/13/13
This is heartbreaking, please update!