I Don't Love You

*Mikey's POV*

I watched as Mr. Stomp dragged Gerard away. I looked him in the eye and saw panic and fear in them. I knew what was going to happen. Gerard was going to get beaten for being sarcastic. There was nothing I could do. I could feel my hate towards him slowly start to fade when i saw Gerard's eyes. I mouthed "I'm sorry," to him. He nodded and I looked away as he was dragged out the door. I looked at my parents and their look of horror. They had no idea what went on at this orphanage, and I couldn't help them either. I had no idea. An idea struck me.

"Hey mom," I slowly asked.

"Yes Mikes?" My mom answered.

"I need to go use the bathroom," I stated. My mom looked at me weird, I never said told them. I just did it. I got up off the couch i was sitting on and opened the door. I followed the noise of loud shouting to a closed door. The door was cracked open and I peeked in. I saw Gerard's back facing the door. What i saw on his back made me let out a tiny gasp. There were scars, lots of scars. Some looked like they were from whips. That scared me. What exactly had Gerard gone through that got him those scars? I registered what was being said.

"I fucking told you! I fucking told you not to be sarcastic!" Mr. Stomp shouted at Gerard. I heard a muffled replied and then flesh hitting flesh. I had no idea what was going on. What was the big deal of being sarcastic? From what I can tell, Gerard is one sarcastic and sassy motherfucker. I heard Gerard let out a soft gasp of pain, but that was it. How much pain did he have to go through to be able to control his pain? I heard another muffled replied.

"You're sorry? YOU'RE FUCKING SORRY!?" Stomp shouted at Gerard. Then I saw the worst thing to ever happen. Mr. Stomp was slowly taking off his belt. I was standing there with my mouth hanging open. he stalked towards Gerard and made him turn around . His chest was even worse than his back if that was even possible. There was a long scar running from the center of his chest to his left hip, it almost looked like it was from a broken bottle. I have no idea where he would have gotten it from. It's not like anyone told me anything.

Gerard saw me looking and his eyes widened. "Go please, please don't see this." He mouthed to me.I saw the worst thing ever, I saw the belt slam down on his back and him close his eyes with a wince. I stumbled back with a small gasp. I stood up and ran down the hallway to the living room, I could still hear the sound of the belt hitting bare skin echo in my head. I don't think I will ever be able to get that sound out of my head.

Notes

This took me like 2 hours to write xD i kept on getting distracted by facebook. the Green Day musicial was amazing in case you were wondering. One of the best i had ever seen. I hope you like this chapter sorry it's short and idk if the action is leading up xD