The Hardest Part of This Is Leaving You

Mom made Mikey go home after a while saying I had to go to school the next day. According to mom I'd taken all the leave allowed without withdrawing me from school. It irked me to my core I just didn't want to or feel like going but I went the next day anyway. I had nearly forgotten in my time being practically immobile about the headaches and near inability to walk as well as the general sick feeling. Mikey and Gerard as well as other teachers helped me walk to my classes.
I felt sick and was not able to concentrate at all. I was absolutely relieved to go to art class ar the end of the day.
I sat next to Frank who mainly spouted rude things about me the whole time.
" Frank, instead of being an ass to Raven could you maybe pay attention?" Gerard asked as the class snickered at the fact he'd sworn. "While I have your attention Raven can I show the class your drawing?" He asked sauntering over and grabbing my picture as I nodded. He smirked and tossed a boa my way making the class titter lightly again. He held up my drawing as the class collectively ooed.
I hadn't noticed the drawing that I'd been working on until now.
In the middle stood a girl. One half smiled brightly chatting she had bright eyes and nice hair . She was a pretty girl wearing a nice dress. On the other half of the body she was crying and frowning with hair cut haphazardly so. Her eyes were sad and she was thin her hips sticking out through her thin shirt with cheekbones sticking out roughly and sh was covered with cuts and bruises. The other girl was sourounded by faceless people spouting insults standing next to her however was a boy who looked like mikey saying things like I love you and sweetie. On the other side was the same boy but the whole background was black with the insults written in white the boy surrounded by white saying the same sweet things . Gerard pointed all these thing out finishibg with something that caught the whole classes attention again.
" Reminds me if the one Frankie did of you the first day you guys met.....Yours is better......but his is hanging up" he stopped midsentance as if remembering he was in class. He handed my paper back as Frank sat there white looking like he was about to throw up. Gerard attempted to back track.
"Uh my brother mikey told me....Good friends with umm Frank.... Uhmm I need to talk to Frank for a second in the hall....I'll be right back...." Him and Frank both looking sick left the room. The class laughed again quietly clearly wondering why the teacher knew about the art and where it was.

Notes

So I spent an hour or so typing this earlier to only have it deleted so well this isn't as grea as it was at first but I hope you enjoyed please tell me what you think and I'll try to post more tonight or tomorrow also thNk you for getting this to 7000 reads