Let me be the one to save you.

School was over and I was walking towards the lockers, quite pissed off. My day had started great, with the thing that Billie Joe did for me for valentine's day and stuff, but Frank had pretty much ruined everything. He had been ignoring me all day and he didn't want to be my partner for the science project, while we usually always work together. I don't even know what's his problem.

I looked for Frank and after a while I finally saw him. I walked over to him and stood right in front of him. “So are you going to tell me what's wrong or are you just going to be a pain in the ass all day?” He shrugged and started walking outside. “Can you please go away?” He asked. “No, why are you acting so weird?” I asked him. “Just go away” He answered. I kept walking beside him, waiting for him to explain what's wrong. Finally he stopped walking. He gave me an annoyed look. “What?” I asked. “Can you please give me some fucking space now? It's one thing that you're staying at my house but I don't need you around me all the time!” He spat. I was confused. Frank would never be like this. And for what reason? “I never asked for your help!” I yelled at him before I turned around and walked away. There's no way I'm staying at his house anymore. I'll just figure out something else.
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I had been at the mall for a few hours now. I didn't even had money with me, but I didn't want to go to Frank. I could stay at Jaimy's this weekend but it's valentine's day today so she's probably with Gerard and I don't want to ruin it for them. I'll just call her tomorrow morning. I guess I just have to sleep at my house tonight. I can survive one night in one house with mom and Jason. I'll just stay in my room.

I walked into my house, suddenly realizing that I hadn't even checked if Jason's car was on the porch. I slowly walked into the living room, not really knowing what to expect. I let out a sigh of relieve. The house seemed to be empty. I started walking upstairs when I heard someone cough behind me. Shit. This can't be good.

I turned around to see Jason's shitty face. “Hey babe.” He said with a smirk on his face. I didn't answer him and tried to run up the stairs to my room. “He quickly ran after me and picked me up. “Where's your boyfriend now?” he said and laughed. I tried to escape from his grip but he managed to get me inside of my bedroom. He closed the door behind us. I tried to scream as loud as I could but nobody was here so it didn't make any sense at all.

Jason walked over to me and roughly kissed me, sticking his tongue inside my mouth. His breath smelled like alcohol. He grabbed my butt with both hands. “GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME!” I screamed at him. He released me, but only to take his shirt and then his pants off, leaving himself in only his underwear. It was disgusting. I tried to run over to the door again but he pushed me against a wall pulling my shirt over my head and throwing it at the floor. I started crying, terrified of what Jason was trying to do to me.

Then he unbuttoned my pants. That's when I saw the chance to give him a good punch in the face, he was too busy with my jeans and didn't see it coming. He was confused for a little while which gave me the time to quickly pick up my shirt and out of the room, tears streaming down my face. I ran downstairs, quickly throwing on my shirt while running out of the door. Once I was outside I just kept running as far as I could. Thank god I had escaped from him.

I kept walking outside for about 15 minutes until I had finally calmed down a little and the tears had stopped streaming out of my eyes. I looked around me. It was dark but I could still recognize where I was. I was walking down the street where I had met Frank the first time, I saw the bench where I sat that evening. I walked towards it and sat down. It was dark outside and freezing cold, since it was February and I wasn't wearing a jacket. I pulled out my phone out of my pocket and saw that I had now 4 missed calls from Frank. I bit my lip in thought. I need him now more than ever but today at school he made it pretty clear that he didn't want to help me anymore. I decided to call Jaimy but I got her voicemail. Shit, she was probably still with Gerard. I thought about calling Billie Joe for a second, but I could never explain him what happened. He's great, but I definitely don't know him well enough to let him see what kind of shit is going on in my life. After hesitating for a while I decided to just call Frank. He had called me 4 times today so maybe his brain is functioning okay again and he is sorry now.


***Frank's pov***

'I stared at the ceiling, lying on my bed. I felt so incredibly stupid for acting like such an asshole towards Michelle. I could've just told her that it was me who had sent the stupid note. But I was afraid to tell her, because she seemed really happy with the thought of Billie Joe sending it to her. That just made me quite upset and it didn't help that she was still trying to talk to me all day. But it was still no reason for treating her like that. And now she wasn't picking up the phone. I just hope she is at Jaimy's or something. Maybe she's with Billie Joe, celebrating valentine's day. I drained that thought again. Then I felt my phone buzzing. I looked at the screen and saw that it was Michelle calling. I quickly accepted the call.

“Michelle! God damn it, finally!” I exclaimed. I didn't hear an answer. “Michelle?” “Yeah..?” I heard her quietly say. Her voice sounded shaky. Was she still upset because of me? “Look, Michelle, I'm so sorry, can I see you so I can just explain?” Again no answer. Shit, what's going on. “Michelle? Where are you?” “A-at t-the b-bench” She was now softly crying and I didn't know why. “What bench?” I asked confused. “T-the one w-where we m-met.” “I'll be there in a sec, just wait for me, everything will be okay.” I hung up, put on a hoodie and my vans and quickly ran outside ignoring my mom calling after me.

In about 5 minutes I had gotten to the street where Michelle was and I saw here sitting at the bench. I quickly ran to her. It was dark but I could see that she had red eyes probably because she had been crying. I didn't say anything but I just sat down beside her pulling her into a hug, holding her tightly. I could feel her shoulders shaking and I heard her sob softly. I pulled back a little. “What happened?” And then she started talking.

“He WHAT?!” I stood up not really knowing what I wanted to do. I looked at Michelle who had calmed down by now but still looked really upset. “I am going to beat the shit out of the guy he can't-” Michelle interrupted me. “No Frank, don't do stupid things.” I sat down again. “Michelle, you have to go to the police. I won't let this happen again, ever. Do you understand me?” I looked at her and I couldn't help but notice the hurt in my voice because of the thought of someone hurting Michelle like this. She gave me a confused look but then nodded. “Now let's just go to my place again.” “Are you sure you want that?” She said, suddenly a little angry. “Michelle, I'm really sorry about this afternoon, but I'll explain everything to you when we get home.” “I don't know if I want your help anymore Frank.” she quietly said. I weakly smiled at her. “You have to. I want to help you. You know you don't wanna go back home again. Just let me be the one to save you.” She finally gave in and we walked to my place again.

Notes

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