Struggling with more Ways than one

~Gerard's POV~
I wake up and turn over to see Fletcher's peaceful face. Her pastel hair neatly falls in curls around her neck.
"Morning Princess." I whisper as I caress her cheek with my thumb. She groans and turns away from me.
"Am I really that ugly?" I pretend to cry and she turns back to me, putting my face in her hands.
"No Gerard, you're the most beautiful little boy ever."
I smile and kiss her forehead before taking her hand and leading her out of bed. We're still both naked from last nights activities so I blush and walk into the bathroom as I wait for her to dress.
"I'm finished." she announces. I cant really come out because I'm still naked, I ask her for some clothes and she hands me a rolling stones tee, boxers, and some black skinnies. I thank her with a kiss and get dressed.
I run my fingers though my hair once I re-enter my bedroom. Fletcher's dressed in a red sleeping with sirens tee and a pair of black skinnies with red high-tops.
"I'm thinking of dyeing my hair again." she says flopping back onto my bed.
"But I like this color." I say taking her locks in-between my fingertips.
"I'm tired of it."
"Alright whatever you want." I place a light kiss on her forehead, "I'm gonna go make some coffee."
"I'll join you." she takes my hand and as we pass Mikey's room we both yell at him to get up. He thrashes around in his sheets for a minute until yelling back.
"I'm up! No water pleeeeaase!"
We both laugh and I race Fletcher down the stairs, I win of course.
"Why're you so fast dammit." she mutters as she yanks out a chair from under the kitchen table and slumps into it.
"I dunno why'm I so sassy?"
"Because you're the sass queen."
"And you're my sassy little princess." I smirk at her.
"And I'm the jr. sass princess!" Mikey bellows as he enters the kitchen and sits on Fletcher's lap.
"Oof."
"Am I that heavy?" he asks.
Fletcher nods and he slides off of her and takes an adjacent seat. The coffee finishes and I allot everyone an amount before asking what todays plans were, other than school. I check the clock. Six fifteen. We have about an hour, we could go adopt a puppy or something.
"Well Frankie and I were going to head to the music store after school."
"Isn't there a pet shop next door to there?" I ask, my mind still stuck on this puppy idea.
"Yea I think so, and some kid's dad owns it from school. I think his name is Oli or something."
"Oli Skyes?" Fletcher finishes for him.
"Yea that's the kid."
"Well," I say dragging out the last seat, "I was thinkin', we could get ourselves a puppy." Fletcher's face lights up, I look to Mikey and he isn't that pleased.
"I don't want it pissing in the house." he scowls.
Then we'll get a dog.
"Alright, I think they have rescues there too."
"Okay then it's settled, we'll meet you and frank there after school and we'll pick ourselves out a new furry friend." I say with a smile.
"Wewp!" fletcher yells.
"I think I'm gonna head in early, I have a lot of paperwork to do." I say with a sigh, I give fletcher a goodbye hug and kiss as I go. I hug Mikey as I get the car keys.
"Bye guys." I say as I shut the front door and lock it then head out to my car. The drive to school is short as always. I park in the back as usual and enter through the back. I wave to the students who are here early for clubs, whom of which I usually never see outside of class. I step into the art room, greeted by the smells of despair and negativity. Only if they had a febreeze for that. I cant find my pencils and it isn't until I walk over to the pencil bin I notice there's another figure I the room. A feminine figure.
"Hello Gerard."
That isn't fletcher...
"Who the hell are you?" I demand.
"I'm just a teacher, infatuated with you." she says stepping into the light. Jesus that woman could not get any uglier. Her hair is messy and looks like a rats nest, her make up looks like vomit messily spewed upon her face, everything about her screams grotesque.
It isn't until the scent of alcohol reaches my nostrils do I realize this woman is intoxicated. She tries to wrap her arm around me but I slug her off.
"Get off of me!" I yell. I try to be polite and tell her I do not want her 'goods' as she calls them but she does not listen. I run into the supply closet and slump against the door.
GOD DAMN THIS LADY IS PERSISTENT.
She slips her hands under the crack in the door and I yelp and scurry backwards.
I whip out my phone and call Mikey, I inform him of my situation an within a timeframe of 15 minutes I hear him and Fletcher hauling the teachers passed out body out of the room. I hear them lock the classroom door just incase she wakes up.
"You can come out now bro." Mikey says pushing the door open,
"Wow I've never been in here before." he says in awe.
"Exactly now get out." I say frazzled as I usher Mikey out and close the closet back up. I look up to see fletcher giggling.
"What's so funny." Mikey and I both ask.
"Mikey was in the closet."
"Yea, keyword, was!" He screams and jumps up onto the table, causing fletcher to fall over in laughter. I smile as the bell rings and I kiss fletcher as she heads to her first period.
"I'll see you later babe."
She waves goodbye and I sit at my desk and prepare my lesson plans.
*
The day passes quickly, before I know it we're meeting up at the pet store.
As we walk in a little bell rings overhead and we are greeted by a tan boy, his hair is shaggy and a coco brown, a little neater than mine though. He has dark brown eyes but not the same shade as my brothers.
"Hi I'm Oli." he sticks out his hand. He has a hint of a British accent which actually soothes me. I look over to see both frank and Mikey checking him out even though it's obvious they're gay and in a relationship, (they're both holding hands with each other). Fletcher remains silent and then quietly asks where the rescues are. Oli leads us the them and right away I see the one I want. It's a small black Labrador with the name Widow. I see fletcher checking out that one too and I ask Mikey if he's interested and before you can say Black Parade we have a new addition to our small family. I take out my credit card and usher the gang to come on but I see fletcher with Oli and instantly get jealous. I see them chatting and exchanging phone numbers and I almost snap. I control myself enough to rip her away somewhat calmly.
"C'mon fletcher." I say grabbing her wrist the same way I did when I found her sitting in the bathroom on the security cameras. She yelps and I apologize.
I drive home angrily.
Fletcher is mine.
Mine.

Notes

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