The Light Behind Your Eyes

~Frank's POV~
When I woke up this morning I was up before Gerard so I decided to get up and get ready. I went to the bathroom to do my hair and wash my face. My hair was boring. Short, chocolate brown hair with nothing else to it. I brushed it like once and went back to Gerard's room to grab some clothes. I put on a plain white t-shirt and black jeans which had rips across the knees with a black hoodie on top. Soon I headed over to the kitchen and waited for everyone to get up, I woke up surprisingly early today so I just did my own thing until everyone woke up.

"Morning Gerard" I said as he walked into the kitchen heading to the coffee pot.
"Morning" He replied while yawning.

I felt bad for staying at Gerard's house so long so I wanted to go back home. I didn't mind my home I just really didn't like it when my dad beats me up. I have been thinking about going back over but Gerard's family is like the one I never had but I always wanted.

Pretty soon Gerard's mom came into the kitchen.

"Frank, can I talk to you?" She asked. I followed her to the other side of the small kitchen.
"What's up Mrs. Way?' I asked.
"Frank, you can call me Donna. But I was wondering, how long do you plan to stay here and why aren't you at your house?" She asked.
"Well," I started "I will stay for as long as I'm welcome here, and the whole reason for me staying here isn't because Gerard and I would like to live together it's because.." My voice faded out. I pulled up the sleeves of my hoodie, revealing many bruises and cuts I had gotten.
"Let's just say my dad isn't the nicest to me..." I replied.

I could see that she was feeling bad for me. Not long after that Gerard pulled me out the door and we walked to the bus stop. Mikey showed up a couple minutes later, then Ray. I was talking to Gerard about how I could play guitar for him in a song and he could sing or whatever and pretty soon Ray commented on that.

"You play guitar?" He asked.
"Yeah.." I said
"I play too!" He replied.
"Sweet!" I said.

We all waited until the school bus pulled up and got into our usual seats. We had music first which means I won't have any other classes I like for the rest of the day but hey, I still get music class. I grabbed a notebook and pencil so I could write things down if I needed to. I made my way over to the class and I got there before anyone else. I sat in the back corner and waited for Gerard while playing around on my guitar which I always left in the classroom. When he walked in I smiled and signalled for him to come over. Gerard came and sat next to me like always.

"Can I see that for a second?" He asked, motioning to my guitar.
"Sure" I said, handing him the cherry red instrument.

He played a couple chords on it and gave up. He was actually not that terrible at guitar, he might not be the best but he's not the worst either.

"Wow! Nice!" I said to him.
"Thanks" Gerard replied.

During this class no one did much except for Gerard and I. A lot of the girls were sitting in one corner of the room and talking about lipgloss or whatever girls talk about. The majority of the boys were on one side of the room, arm wrestling. There were only a handful of people who actually did work. A couple people who had to do it in order to keep their grades at an average level but the rest of them just worked because they loved music, and that was Gerard and I. I played my guitar as Gerard came up with lyrics and sung out loud sometimes. I took out my own notebook and started writing words down.

Notes

IT FUCKING HURTS TO WRITE I NEED TO STOP BITING MY NAILS.
I'm sorry for the spelling mistakes, I bit my nails and currently can't write well with my right hand without it hurting.
ow. ow ow ow.
But I did this for y'all so be happy
please..
Also that explains the length of this chapter, I tried to make it average length but I don't think I did.