How the misery begins

I avoided Mikey for as long as possible that morning, and it was working until I got to the front door. He was waiting for me and seemed eager to talk to me on the way to the car.
"so, what was your dream about huh?"
"oh, I was...i was arguing with Gerard"
"really? That's not what it sounded li-"
"well that's what happened" I snapped before he could finish.
"okay okay. What we're you fighting about then?" He actually looked kinda curious, so I guessed he believed me.
"just about how uh, how I shouldn't be smoking"
"you smoke!?" Mikey exclaimed.
"yes, I do. And I don't need you to preach to me about the dangers of smoking either okay!"
"sure, it's your decision. Just as long as you know the consequences." God, he sounded like an old woman.
"come on, we gotta get to school at some point, and I'd rather be on time considering I skipped half of it yesterday." I pulled him down the driveway and to the car.

The first half of the day went okay, nothing unusual happened. Well, not until lunch anyway.
i was the last to leave English class, the teacher wanted to make sure I was getting on okay at my new school. I assured him that I was fine, but he insisted we have a lengthy chat about, well I don't really know what it was about, I just nodded and gave the occasional 'yes sir' and ' no sir'. When I was finally let out of the classroom, I was the only one in the hallway. I started making my way to the cafeteria when a bunch of jocks sauntered around the corner and stopped in front off me.
"oh look, it's the new kid" one of them feigned happiness.
"looks like a little fag if you ask me." The shorter one sneered.
I tried to walk past them, but I was met with a giant, meaty fist around my throat.
"where do you think you're going, buddy? We're not done talking to you?" The more muscular one taunted. He seemed to be the leader of the pack.
I was dragged backwards and slammed into the lockers. One of the apes walked up to me and punched me right in the gut, then another hit me in the nose. The shorter of the group, the one who insulted me with the all too familiar name 'fag', punched me in the jaw. I heard the cringey snap, and fell to the floor in agony. Soon enough, blood was pouring from numerous places all over my body, how not a single teacher couldn't notice four jocks beating a kid senseless in the middle of a hallway was beyond me. As one of the boys was about to kick me hard in the back, the sound of footsteps and a voice became present.
"hey, get the fuck off of him right now, or so help me god I will tear your arms off beat you with them!" The voice growled.
"make me" the leader retorted.
"dude, don't mess with the freak, remember what happened to Kacper Daniels." One of his puppets murmured.
"what the fuck did you just call me!?" My saviour barked.
"n-nothing, let's go" as they were about to leave, the bigger of them all turned to me.
"don't think you've gotten out of this, you just got lucky" he breathed out furiously, then gave me one last kick to the stomach before marching off down the hall. I looked up to see who it was that saved me, and to my surprise, it was gerard. He stretched out a hand.
"get up." I took the hand and he pulled me to my feet.
"thanks, I guess" I scratched the back of my neck awkwardly.
"just do me a favour and stay out of trouble" he said coldly, then walked away.

I cleaned myself up in the bathroom and made my way to Mikey's table. There I saw Ray, Bob and Mikey, but no Gerard. We talked about comic books and movies and music for a while, then Ray and Bob left to go o the library. I turned to Mikey, unsure about whether I should ask what was on my mind. I decided to go for it.
"uh Mikey..."
"yeah?"
"who's Kacper Daniels?
"How do you know that name?" He almost shouted, but managed to stop himself.
"well these guys were beating me up and gerard came and yelled at them, then one of them said 'don't mess with the freak, remember what happened to Kacper Daniels', what happened to him mikes?" I pretty much begged.
"fine, I'll tell you. When Gerard was eleven, his best friend passed away. He was devastated, they had been friends since they could talk, they did everything together, and soon, Gerard developed feelings for him. You might think it's stupid as he was so young, but he really did like him, and they were teased constantly for being so close. After his death, Gerard changed. He didn't talk, he didn't eat, he barely went outside, he even stopped drawing, and that was his favourite thing in the world. Three years later, he got into a fight with a boy, Kacper Daniels. Kacper was calling him gay and all sorts of other crap, but Gerard could take it. Then he brought up the friend, and Gerard snapped. He hurt Kacper so badly that he ended up in hospital for three months, and our parents were sued. The court wanted to send Gerard to juvi, but dad got him out of it, and they sent him to counselling instead. Kacper never came back to this school, his family moved to Vermont I think. But just promise me you won't bring any of this up to gee, it'll break his heart. You promise?"
"i promise" I whispered sympathetically. Poor Gerard, it must have been awful for him. I couldn't imagine the pain he went through, having your best friend die and someone tease you about it, that's just plain cruel. I hope kacper got what he deserved.
The bell rang, and I was on my way to biology when the same assholes from earlier pulled me into the bathroom. Well, this should be fucking brilliant.

Notes

Sorry it's short, but I just wrote it this morning. Also, my friends are all out getting drunk at some party but I stayed home to update for you guys, well that and the fact that I don't like alcohol or people.
Yay social anxiety!
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