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My alarm clock blared and I checked the time, 6:00. I groaned and decided it was best to wake up my little brother, Mikey. I'm only 17 but I've moved out of my parents house with him. Our parents were abusive, horrible people. I honestly have no idea how we survived with them for so long. I walked into his room.

"Mikey! get up kiddo! were going to be late for school!" I shouted, listening for his reply. He groaned.

"I don't wanna," he replied sleepily. I sighed.

"well too bad, I'm forcing you. And you wouldn't want to miss out on the first day, now, would you?" I hinted, sarcasm slipping from my voice.

Mikey groaned, signalling that I won this argument. He sleepily crawled out of bed and into the bathroom. I went into the kitchen and started some coffee. Things have been different now. We're on our own for the most part. Of course, since I was so old, the state decided to just give us a pre-determined amount of money until I turn 18 and can get a proper job. Five minutes later, Mikey stepped into the kitchen. I left the room to get ready. I walked to my room and inspected my wardrobe, deciding on a plain black tee, black skinneys, a black leather jacket, and my favorite worn out converses. I stepped into the bathroom and started on my hair and makeup. I tousled my long black hair so it looked messy. Afterwards getting out my eye liner and doing a very thin line on my waterline and my lash line. I called to Mikey, shortly after we left.

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Me and Mikey were sitting alone at lunch, we were able to find our morning classes with very little trouble. Most of the people here are really nice, yet we haven't made a single friend. I looked up from my mediocre cafeteria food to see the most wondrous thing in the world.
Across the lunch room was the most handsome boy. He was short, and had a scorpion tattoo on this neck. He had black hair with red shaven sides. The boy was sitting by himself, and I've never been so attracted to someone before. I'm not one to really go for the whole, 'love at first sight' thing, but damn.
The gorgeous boy looked up, and I quickly looked away, blushing furiously. He looked away too, or from what I could tell. It was at that moment that two jocks walked past him and dumped milk on his head. 'seeing red' would be a good quote-thing for this moment.
"Hey Mikey, I'll be right back," I said, he didn't reply. Mikey just watched as I got up. I walked over to the jock who had dumped the milk on the mystery boy.

"excuse me, but I think you owe that boy an apology," I said, confidence running through me.

"Hell no, I ain't apologizin' to no queer, and you can't make me,'' The jock said, I scoffed.

"oh yeah?"

"yeah,"

Before he could turn around, I punched him in square on the jaw, knocking him out cold and making the entirety of the student body gasp. The second jock tried to fight back by grabbing my arm, but I instantly shook free and slammed his head on the table. Thankfully, no teachers were watching. So I walked over to the mystery boy.

"Hey, I'm Gerard," I said, again confident.

"Frankie," He whispered with a slight smile.

"are you ok? I saw those assholes dump milk on you..."

"no, I'm fine,'' Frankie looked up at me and I was in awe, it was as if all time had stopped. He gave me a sheepish grin and looked away. Moments later security walked in and took me to the principles office.

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"Gerard, I do understand that you were standing up for another student, but we just cannot tolerate fighting at this school," principle Victoria said. I sighed, trying my best do pull off my 'responsible and adult student' charade that got me through so much crap before this.

"I'm sorry ma'am, I know what I had done was not the right thing to do, violence is never he answer," I took a deep breath, taking a dramatic pause into the next level of dramaticness, "But um, I'm sure my case worker has told you of me and my brothers past?"

Principle Victoria stared at me in awe for a few moments before speaking.

"yes, she has,"

"well, that's very similar to how my parents treated Mikey. I couldn't stand to see my brother get treated like that, so I'm not going to stand idly by while someone else does. It's not right, and I don't care about your 'rules'. I'm going to stand up for those who are preyed upon,"

"I see..." she paused, thinking everything over. We both knew I won this argument, "well Gerard, I'm not going to suspend you today, but if you act out again on school property you will be sent home,"

"okay, thank you,"

Knowing that I had won, I stood up and shook principle Victoria's hand. I left her office just as the final bell rang.

~Frankie's P.O.V.~

He's perfect...

So, so perfect....

And he got in trouble to stand up for ME.

My heart was racing, I couldn't concentrate. I looked up at the clock, school gets out in one minute and I'm dreading going home. I just hope to got my father is still at work. And the worst part is, he's the last person anyone would suspect of this disgusting crime.
My father is sick. He abuses me, physically and sexually, ever since I came out of the closet last year. He's very careful not to beat visible parts of my body, but sometimes he gets really drunk and just doesn't care. I've been in and out of the hospital so many times, I honestly wonder how they're not beginning to suspect something.
The final bell rang and I stood up slowly, walking to my locker in silence. I have no friends, no-one wants to be friends with a depressed 'emo' kid. My mind raced as I entered the code for my locker, I hoped to god my dad worked really late tonight. After I retrieved everything from my locker, I turned around and bumped directly into Gerard so hard that we both fell.

"I'm sorry!'' I said getting up quickly to help him up. I extended my hand, he took it gladly and I pulled him to his feet.

"its okay,'' Gerard said with a smile, I very nearly died from his beauty. After a few moments of my staring, I looked away. having realized he might find that strange.

" oh, so um, did principle Victoria grill you?" I said awkwardly, trying to make some sort of conversation.

"nope, got off scott- free," He said, smirking slightly.

"I just wanted to say thank you,"

"aww, it was nothing really, do you maybe want to hang out some time?"

"I-I'd love too,''

"Great! its a date," Gerard gave me a quick peck on the cheek and left me to stand silently and confused in the hallway.

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I walked into my room, thankful that my dad was not home, and shut the door. My room was dark, and covered in band posters and pictures I've drawn over the years. I sighed and plopped down onto my bed, looking over at my guitar.It's the very same guitar my father had bought me back when he loved me. but that was a long time ago. It was a white electric Gibson Les Paul. I haven't been able to play her for weeks in fear that my dad will hear me playing and smash her to bits. But, because he isn't home, I decided to pick it up and play some simple rifts, then more complex ones with a lot of distortion. I kept it quiet, so I could hear my dads car enter the garage.
So many memories flooded to me. Memories of my mom, of better times... song after song flowed into me, and I soon found myself singing along.

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An hour passed, and I began to get tired. I put my guitar up for the night and got ready for bed, picking out a comfy pair of Batman pajama pants and stepping into the shower. I never heard the front door slam until it was too late. Not five seconds after, my dad was in the shower with me, completely nude. Fear shook me. I knew what this meant. My father got close to me, wrapping his arms around my waist and bringing me so our nude bodies were pressed tight against each other. I could feel his hard member on my thigh as he began to kiss my neck. I closed my eyes as he touched me in ways I didn't even think were possible, but at the same time, his sexual touch was to familiar to me.

that night, my own father took the last thing I had going for me.

That night, my own father took my virginity.

Notes

*emerges from dark cave and shields eyes from light*

the re-write of Never Coming Home has begun!!

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so long not goodnight,
~katiekilljoy<4