Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge
Chapter Eight
*Frank’s POV*
That next day passed without a hiccup. Bert still came around at lunch time; Gerard still didn’t say a word. He cried though. He went to the bathroom and cried. Bert went to go check on him, but I decided to ask Billie if he knew what went on yesterday.
“Um,” He scratched his head, “Gerard left.”
“Yeah,” I rolled my eyes. “I know that much.”
“Um,” He tapped his finger on the table, “ I dunno.”
“Did Bert say anything?”
“About Gerard? I think, ya know, something about, um, you know, a fight?” He sounded confused.
Whenever Billie was nervous, confused, or trying to explain something, every other word was “Ya know?”
“A fight? He raped him! I whispered harshly. Mikey didn’t have this lunch anymore, so it’s just Billie, me, Gerard, Ray, and Bert. Ray was out sick today.
“Holy-” Billie covered his mouth.
“How did you know if you were, ya know, at Ray’s?”
“Gerard came over and told me.”
“Told you? I thought he couldn’t, uh, talk, ya know?”
“Yes. And he can talk. Stop freaking out. It’s getting annoying how you say ‘ya know’ every five seconds.” I huffed.
“Calm down?! Calm down about Bert raping Gerard?!” At that moment they returned from the bathroom. Gerard’s face was red and Bert was smiling. The table fell silent.
“You okay, Gerard?” Billie placed his hand on top of Gerard’s. He was visibly shaking. Gerard nodded once then looked at Bert.
“He’s just fine,” He placed his arm around Gee’s shoulders. Gerard obediently nodded again. I exchanged looks with Billie Joe. We all just kinda sat there for a moment. I was thinking about what might have been going on that I hadn’t known of; Billie was still processing what I told him, and Gerard looked about as uncomfortable as a politician at a punk concert. Okay, I get that’s a bad analogy, but you know what I mean, right? Gerard looked like someone was going to hurt him. Oh wait, Bert was if we didn’t do something.
I looked at Gerard again. He was thinking the same thing.
That next day passed without a hiccup. Bert still came around at lunch time; Gerard still didn’t say a word. He cried though. He went to the bathroom and cried. Bert went to go check on him, but I decided to ask Billie if he knew what went on yesterday.
“Um,” He scratched his head, “Gerard left.”
“Yeah,” I rolled my eyes. “I know that much.”
“Um,” He tapped his finger on the table, “ I dunno.”
“Did Bert say anything?”
“About Gerard? I think, ya know, something about, um, you know, a fight?” He sounded confused.
Whenever Billie was nervous, confused, or trying to explain something, every other word was “Ya know?”
“A fight? He raped him! I whispered harshly. Mikey didn’t have this lunch anymore, so it’s just Billie, me, Gerard, Ray, and Bert. Ray was out sick today.
“Holy-” Billie covered his mouth.
“How did you know if you were, ya know, at Ray’s?”
“Gerard came over and told me.”
“Told you? I thought he couldn’t, uh, talk, ya know?”
“Yes. And he can talk. Stop freaking out. It’s getting annoying how you say ‘ya know’ every five seconds.” I huffed.
“Calm down?! Calm down about Bert raping Gerard?!” At that moment they returned from the bathroom. Gerard’s face was red and Bert was smiling. The table fell silent.
“You okay, Gerard?” Billie placed his hand on top of Gerard’s. He was visibly shaking. Gerard nodded once then looked at Bert.
“He’s just fine,” He placed his arm around Gee’s shoulders. Gerard obediently nodded again. I exchanged looks with Billie Joe. We all just kinda sat there for a moment. I was thinking about what might have been going on that I hadn’t known of; Billie was still processing what I told him, and Gerard looked about as uncomfortable as a politician at a punk concert. Okay, I get that’s a bad analogy, but you know what I mean, right? Gerard looked like someone was going to hurt him. Oh wait, Bert was if we didn’t do something.
I looked at Gerard again. He was thinking the same thing.
Notes
Guyyyyyyyssssss! I got it uppppp!!! I wish I could've gotten it yesterday, but it didn't happen. So, I took time away from my busy day of doing nothing but hanging weith my cousins to update! I love you guys so much!"You cannot and I'm serious, you CANNOT be ashamed of who you are, no matter how much shit you get for it, or how much bullying you get, you can;t change who you are for anybody else. And I know it takes a lot, but it makes you a stronger person and you'll be so happy that you didn't later on in life." -Frank Iero
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Luna
Why don't you help me write it then?? I need help 99.99% of the time!
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Luna
9/29/13