Dig It

I knew that as soon as I opened my eye I didn't want to go into school, I did my usual and before I knew it, it was time to go back to that hell hole.

Once again I was late, my first class was science, luckily frank wasn't in that with me, I crashed thought the door not giving a shit about my face, ignored the small gasps and sat at the back left corner away from the window.

I got on with my work, taking notes and ignoring the teachers stupid jokes that weren't even funny, I jumped as the bell screeched through the school, I got up and walked fast to the door, I was the first one from my class.

Once I got to my locker, I opened it shoving my shit in there, I just wanted to get in school and back out, I did see frank at lunch and in art but I didn't talk to him, he just looked at me through the classes.

Final bell rang and I headed out the school gates, I walked past the alley I met frank in last night, I sighed at lit a cigarette as I placed the cancer stick to my lips I heads scuffing of sneakers being dragged along the pavement.

"Oh" the persons voice spoke, I took the cigarette out my mouth and blew the smoke away, I turned my head to see frank
just staring at me.

"What" I said in an annoyed tone

"Listen okay, I'm so fucking sorry for everything I didn't mean it"
"Didn't mean what? The part where you told me to kill myself or the part where you beat the shit out of me?" I questioned harshly

Frank looked at me with apologetic eyes, he looked at his feet then back at me "both.."

I scoffed stupping the short lived cigarette, I turned to walk away until frank grabbed my arm.

"Listen to me okay, I'm sorry for everything I was fucking dick to you honest and that night I didn't care about your gender or who ever the fuck you were, I was to busy falling in love with y-you" he blushed kicking the dirt on the ground.

I was too star stuck to even respond, no ones were had a crush on me before and I've never been loved, I don't know what to do I just tugged my arm away from him and lunged forward into a tight hug, neither of us said a word, I let go of him and kissed his cheek.


"Bye frankie" I smiled at him the same way I did when we first met, I didn't know what to do after that moment.

Notes

what should gerard say to frank?