I Don't Love You

*all chapters from here on out will be in Gerard's POV unless stated otherwise*

I opened my eyes to the sound of yelling. I could just faintly hear what was being said, I heard my name and something about dinner. I, being the smart genius I am, concluded that I was being called because dinner was ready. I looked at the clock and realized I had been asleep for 5 hours, considering it was 1:30 when we came home and it is now 6:30. I rolled out of my bed and shuffled up the stairs. I opened the door and walked down the hall to the kitchen, I walked in and saw everyone sitting around the table looking at me. I awkwardly walked in and sat down next to Mikey in the only open seat. I looked around at what we were having. We were having lasagna, french bread, and salad. Mt favorite meal, I had never told anyone that. I looked up to Mrs. Way with shock in my eyes to see her smiling back at me.

"How..." I tried to ask.

"We have our ways, now lets eat!" She declared. i got my food and started to eat it, I was hungry. I don't remember the last time I had eaten something. We hardly got fed at the orphanage and when we did it was mostly just the scraps, the house may have looked nice but as we all know looks can be deceiving. We were halfway through the meal when Mikey spoke up.

"Hey mom, dad, do you think Frank can come over tonight?" Mikey asked, his mouth full of salad.

"Michael, close your mouth," his dad told him sternly. Mikey blushed and swallowed his salad, damn 14 year olds always talking with their mouths open. "I don't think it would be a good idea, I don't think your brother is ready to meet anyone new, I mean we just met him today." I looked up from my plate when he mentioned my name. I nodded, I was totally not ready to meet anyone new. Lord knows what I was going to do when I had to start school.

Mikey scowled and crossed his arms, "Fine," he huffed. I smiled slightly, ah I love little kids.

"Ugh, when am I going to start school?" I asked changing the topic.

"We were thinking next week, so you have a week to get used to us and then you can start school. Is that fine with you?" Mrs. Way asked, I nodded. That was perfectly fine with me. "Mikey is a freshman and you will be starting as a Sophomore, so he can show you around." She continued. I nodded again.

About 10 minutes later dinner was over and we all cleaned off our own dish and went our separate ways. I went back down to my room and Mikey went upstairs to where I presume his room was. I opened my door and walked down the stairs. I sighed and looked around. I had some unpacking to do. I got all my clothes out and hung them out. My band shirts in alphabetical order, and my skinny jeans up, my other shirts were just black and some black button up. I'm not one for a lot of color, I prefer black. I put my converse and combat boots at the bottom of the closest.

The rest of my stuff was my art supplies. I took the big black box out with my initials engraved in red. GAS, it was the only thing I had my from my parents before they decided to turn into douche canoes. I opened it to make sure everything was in there. I placed it on top of my shelf and pushed it it into the way back. I checked the time and decided to go to bed. I got changed and crawled into bed. I stared at the ceiling until my thoughts started to consume me. I thought of everything that everyone had ever said to me.

You're fat, ugly. No wonder your parents abused you, you good for nothing piece of shit.

You're only good for a good fuck and even that isn't as much fun as it could be.

No one wants you, why don't you just kill yourself? You would be doing everyone a favor.

It had been awhile since these thoughts had taken over my mind, looks like they will be coming back now that I'm in a new place like they always do. I felt tears slip down my face, I closed my eyes and feel into a fitful sleep. One full of nightmares.

Notes

I'm known for my run on sentences, so if you notice any. sorry. This chapter is really boring. Tomorrow y'all will be meeting Frank ;)