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Hey Mr. Way

Chapter 9

The landing creaked in my silent house. Mum was right, I was the only one here. I ran down the stairs and left the house, without eating breakfast, who needs it anyway? My eyeliner was perfect today, but I knew it wouldn't be for long, whatever situation I decided to do today, whatever path I took, I knew that I'd end up crying.
The handle of my bag ended up getting caught on the door handle on the way in, and someone called me a fucktard for it. Not like they've never done it, I saw it happen to them just the other week. I ignored them as usual and just looked down and walked quickly.
I sat all the way through math class not doing any work.
'' Frank, do you think this is acceptable? '' I heard my teacher's stern voice say to me at the end of class.
'' No, mrs. '' I said back to her, but not looking up from my desk.
'' Well, I suggest that you take this home, and bring the sheet back completed tomorrow, or else you get a detention with me. '' she hissed and stalked off. Great, just fucking great. I won't do it, what's she going to do to me? Slap me and send me to my room? No, I don't think so. Fine, I'll sit in detention, it's an excuse not to go back home to either nobody or a surprise return from my dad. I screwed up the sheet and put it in the bottom of my bag, marching out to next lesson. This time it was Science, so I decided I'd just do the work seeing as it was a practical lesson.
I went through my whole day like this; either not doing any work, or just doing it because I couldn't be bothered not doing it.
Finally the last lesson of my day came, Art. I walked to the art classroom and suddenly became very nervous for some reason. Red flushed over my cheeks slightly at the sight of Gerard, just because I was remembering what happened the night before. He smiled at me with a big cheesy grin and a wink, so I smiled back, but it was only a weak smile. Gerard's face dropped as he saw my only-slight smile, and he sighed a little, as if he could tell that something serious was upsetting me.
Halfway through the lesson, when the class was making loads of noise, he came up to me on my table where nobody else was sat. No-one ever sat with me unless they were forced to, which was actually quite good because I could just get on with the work without some idiot talking to me, or more like being a dick to me.
'' Hey, what's up? '' Gerard whispered softly to me. I could see the care in his eyes and he looked upset over me too. I took a deep breath. Do I tell him? I don't want him to think it's all his fault and I don't want it to ruin what we have...
'' It's just...well, I'd rather...rather tell you somewhere private? '' I said shyly.
'' Yes, ofcourse Frankie. Do you want to wait behind after school? '' Gerard asked me. What he didn't know is that waiting behind is excactly what made me upset now, but he didn't know, I can't blame him for that. And besides, it isn't like it's going to happen again, my dad isn't even here.
'' Uhhm...okay. '' I said quietly.
'' Right okay, '' Gerard said, '' Your artwork looks amazing by the way. '' he added now a little louder.
'' Thanks, Ge-uhm, Mr. Way. '' I stuttered. Shit I hope nobody heard me.
'' Hahaha. '' Gerard chuckled, winked and walked off.
I painted all through my lesson, using my feelings to create my artwork. Finally the bell rang and the kids poured quickly out of the classroom. I pretended to pack my things away, doing so very slowly, so nobody would get suspicious, and when they left I looked straight over to Gerard. He came up to me and sat on the seat next to mine.
'' Sit down again, Frankie,'' He said with a smile, '' Now, what's up? ''
I quievered and took a breath. '' It's just, well basically, I mean, don't get this mixed up, it's not your fault, at all, it's just...'' I said not being able to get my words out.
'' Take your time, Frankie, it's okay. '' Gerard said to me.
'' Okay, well it's my dad. Urgh, this is a really big think for me, I never told anyone this before, nobody knows apart from my mum. He punches me. And kicks. And smacks. '' I whispered.
'' Oh my god, why on earth didn't you say anything before! '' Gerard exclaimed.
'' I just didn't want to...''
'' You should have said, Frank. This is serious. When did he last hurt you? ''
'' Yesterday night, when I came back from school late. He hates it when I'm late, so he hit me. It's other things too, not just when I'm late. I think he just hates me altogether, I don't blame him really, everyone hates me. ''
'' I don't hate you, I love you. More than words can ever say Frankie. What excactly did he do to you? ''
'' He punched me in the stomach, smacked me, kicked my shin, punched my stomach a few mor times, kicked my shin again, and finally punched me in the face, hence the bruise on my cheek. ''
'' Oh god Frank, '' Gerard whispered whilst gently stroking my cheek, '' you should have told me. Go back home, now! Or he'll do this all again to you. Wait no, don't go back there, ever again-''
'' Gerard. I can go back when I please now, he's left me alone there. My mum ran away some time yesterday and she left me money, £200, and my dad ran after her, I have no idea when he'll be back. '' I say to him calmly.
'' Okay, you need somewhere to stay, or someone to look after you...'' Gerard thought.
'' No, I don't want to go anywhere else. Please Gerard, I really don't. ''
'' Alright, but we need to tell someone else. ''
Gerard got up and dialed a number into the phone. What the fuck was he doing?
'' Gerard, what are you doing? '' I asked slowly.
'' Calling social services, they'll know what to do. '' he replied to me.
I sat there and let him do what he had to do. After about 30 minutes he put the phone down, I wasn't listening to a word of the conversation, I was just staring at my one and only hope, Gerard.
'' Listen, it's going to be all sorted tonight, I promise. They said I will get a call back in half an hour explaining what's going to happen. They're going to try and find your dad, but don't worry, you won't be living with him. I've always wanted to adopt a child, Frankie. What do you say? ''

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Comments

It took me 6 hours non stop reading to get through this. I loved it :-) X
life like 4 in the morning and I haven't slept in days but this made me smile. Sorry I am a really slow and bad reader that's why it took me so long. :-)

WHY THE FUCK AREN"T THOSE FUCKERS IN JAIL
im reading chapter 28
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sorry

OMFG this is such an amazing fanfiction. I just finished it and I want more!!! I'M DYING!!!!!

Hurry with the sequel dammit I'm getting impatient I need moooooooooreeeeeeee

Revenge Parade Revenge Parade
4/25/15

@Stomacha-lien
better be an amazing sequel xD -EVERYTHING YOU MAKE IS AMAZING DONT TAKE THAT THE WRONG WAY ILY. -

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3/24/15