The Only Hope For You Is Me

*Gerard’s POV*
I was immensely angry. I had never been that angry before. Fucking Polanco. I was not going to accept it. After the shock wore of I decided that I was going to do something about this shit. And I was going to risk anything, because Frank was the one who made my life worth living. About two days I followed all the rules, but what Polanco didn’t know, was that I was making up a plan. This guy made a huge mistake to anger me, because I was going to fuck him up. Badly.
I used every second without crew members close to instruct other people what to do and to inform more people. I was scared and questioned myself lots of times. But the thought of Frank kept me going.
After about one week everything was ready besides one thing, the most difficult and important one. But I had a lot of good luck, like there-is-only-this-much-luck-in-fiction luck.
And with that I was ready. I was going to kiss and hug Frank the next day; and I had never been more excited in my whole life.

Notes

Sorry about this being so short.
I decided to write now, and not in a week, but it might take me several days to post a chapter in the next time.
PLEASE check out my utopian short story, it's a quick read! It's called Mind:
http://www.mychemicalromancefanfiction.com/Story/34875/Mind/