I Need to Think of Better Titles.. I'm Really Sorry

-Gerards POV-

I have found the perfect end....
I will end where I began...
Dear agony. Just let go of me. Suffer slowly.

I wake up with Dear Agony by Breaking Benjamin playing softly from the radio across my dark bedroom, Luna's light snores joining the guitars and the singers deep voice. I turn to look at Luna, her black hair in spikes framing her small face. Slowly I start crawling out of bed so I don't wake her up and she decides to follow me. Using my as a flashlight, I go to the kitchen and realize it isn't even eleven yet. Grumbling with annoyance I put some fresh water into the coffee pot and head outside while my coffee gets ready. I breath in deeply as the cool night air hits me. It feels so damn good. It's been a while since I had gone outside for anything besides school so I just sat on my porch and looked up at the stars. "And I hang like a star fucking glowing in the dark, for all the starving eyes to see, like the ones we wished on... And now I'm confused. Is this death really you? Do these dreams have any meaning? No, no, I think it's more like a ghost thats been following us both.. Something Vague were not seeing." I sing into the night. I haven't listened to that song in a while but the lyrics are engraved into my brain and heart. It would almost be impossible not being able to know that song.
"Gerard?" I hear behind me.
"Hey Luna."
"Are you okay?" I turn to look at her and see that she still has the blanket around her.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Get over here dork." She slowly registers what I told her and comes sits beside me.
"I want pizza.." She says sleepily.
I chuckle and kiss her head, "Do you want pizza?"
She nods, clearly not fully awake, "Okay I'll go get you pizza. Just go back inside."
"Really?" She yawns.
"Really," I stand up and pull her with me. I guide her to the couch and sit her down before grabbing my coffee and keys. "Wait here, okay? I'm going to go get your pizza." I shut the door behind me and try jogging to my car only to remember what I suffered through today at school. Suddenly I feel the full blast of pain from the beating. It's funny how you don't remember something but when you do they pain comes back twice as hard.
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-Frank's POV-

Before I arrive at Gerard's house I stop at mine to grab a fresh pair of clothes and take a quick shower.
"So you decide to come back, faggot?" I don't even have to turn around for me to know it's my step dad. Drunk. Again.
"Not for long. Don't worry. I'll be gone in ten minutes." I snap at him which only pull the trigger in his head.
"Where you going to go? That bitch and other faggots house?" It takes me a moment to realize he is talking about Gerard and Luna.
"The only bitch and faggot here is you?" I spit at him adding as much venom possible into that sentence.
Suddenly, I feel a big hand grab me by the hair and shove me up against the wall, "Call me that one more time, faggot. I dare you." I hear him hiss into my ear.
"You. Are. A. Bitch. And. A. Faggot." And with that he slams my head down against the wall. Hard. I gasp in pain which only drives him to damage me more.
"You mother wouldn't have been proud of you. She would hate you." He says before he slams his fist into my side. I whimper loudly only for the equal reaction of a deck to the face.
"Stop." I gasp.
"Stop being an idiot." He hollers, "Oh, wait it's impossible for worthless scum like you!" He drives another fist onto my mouth which cause my bottom lip to rip and start to ooze blood. "I hope you're happy." He says before storming off into his room for more booze.
I don't waste a second, I grasp my side and head to my room. Stuffing clothes into my bag while crying is harder than it seems. Instead of taking a shower here, I stuff fresh boxers into my bag as well. I run out of my room racing to get past my step fathers door and out the front one.
I finally reach my car and sigh with relief right before I break into tears. After a few minutes, I wipe the tears away and turn up the radio.
Dear Agony.
Just let go of me.
Suffer slowly.
Is this the way it's gotta be.
Dear Agony.
I turn it up louder when I hear it's Breaking Benjamin and pull away from my devil house.

Notes

HEY GUYS! I know I haven't been updating a lot and it annoys and saddens me but I'm trying my hardest I promise you that. Um, so tell me what you thought of this chapter and please COMMENT RATE AND SUBSCRIBE! I'll try having a new chapter this or next week! Bye guys <3
-JustASadNobody