You Can Cry All You Want To, I Don't Care

The next day I get up and pull on my uniform, shoving the tie in my pocket and making my way to the cafeteria, grabbing breakfast and making my way towards an empty table but Pete comes over and grabs my arm, steering me towards a crowded table. "You're sitting with us Gee" he tells me as he guides me to sit beside Mikey, taking his own seat on the other side of me. "Uh, why's he sitting here?" Asks one of the other guys and Mikey's face grows dark as he says "Cause I fucking said so. This is Gee, my brother, and he'll be sitting with us from now on if he feels like it." The other guys shoot strange looks at each other before saying "Uh hey then." I nod, too scared to say anything and I turn to Mikey and whisper "I can sit alone, I'm used to it." "No, stay here, unless you'd rather be alone." I shrug before turning to my tray, picking at my food before I catch sight of the time and stand up. "I gotta get to art, see you guys later." Mikey and Pete are the only ones to say goodbye but I don't care, walking out of the cafeteria and towards the art block.

I have a very relaxed day, Bert not being in any of my usual classes due to his isolation and when I go back to the room I pull out my phone and text Frank. 'Hey baby, how was your day?' A few minutes later he replies 'Pretty boring babe, moms making me help out at her record store since she doesn't trust me to entertain myself at home and she plays old people music.' 'Haha sounds terrible, can't wait to have you back here.' 'It wasn't too bad, I actually saw an old friend which was nice, haven't seen him in like three years. We're gonna hang out while I'm home. How were classes?' When I read about his friend I immediately get worried, wondering what kind of friend he is. 'Classes were ok I guess.' No replies come through for a few minutes and I am reaching for my sketch pad when my phone starts buzzing and I pick it up, answering Franks call. "Hey baby is everything ok?" "Uh yeah why?" "I dunno, just your messages kinda got short and I thought you might have been upset." I sigh before saying "Nah, I'm ok just...so this friend of yours..." "Oh, babe seriously, not an issue. He's not even gay, he's honestly just a friend" he says, cutting me off and I sigh as I say "Sorry, I just panicked for a second." "No it's alright, I get it. So we're all ok then?" "Yeah fine Frankie." "Good, babe I gotta get back to work but we'll talk later ok?" "Ok Frankie, have a good afternoon." "Love you babe" he says before hanging up and I drop my phone on the bed beside me, letting out a long sigh. I start to find it too stuffy in the room so I take my sketch book and pencil case and head outside, sitting under mine and Franks tree, working on my project again. I work for so long, getting lost in the lines on the page and the images in my head that the sun starts to go down and I'm about to pack up and go inside when I hear an unfortunately familiar chuckle sound behind me and I slowly stand and turn, preparing myself for Bert's attack. As I come face to face with him he stalks forward and backs me against the tree, his hands bracing either side of my head as he leans right in so close his breath washes over my face. "Well well well, this tree certainly sees a lot of action from you huh? I saw the pics Gerard, you can be quite the little slut can't you?" I try to remain calm, keeping my breathing even as I say "Atleast I can get some you pathetic piece of shit. By the way, nice broken nose, would be a shame if someone were to hit you there again." Bert's hand moves from beside my head to wrap around my throat and I start to panic. "Now now that's no way to talk to me, I'll have to teach you a lesson for that and seeing as little Frankie isn't here to come to your rescue Princess, I think I'll be getting some now, just to show you I'm not as pathetic as you think. I'll have you begging for it baby." I start to struggle and I manage to choke out "Just because Franks not here doesn't mean I'm unprotected. Get the fuck off me." Bert laughs before saying "Please, no one else here even knows you exist Gerard" and he slaps his hand over my mouth, grabbing my arm with the other and he spins me around, stepping up and plastering his chest to my back as he tries to force me to walk away from the tree in the direction of the sports fields which are deserted and as far from the dorm building as you can get. I start to freak out and I thrash against his hold with my whole body, and I manage to throw an elbow into his side, catching him off guard as I tear myself free of his hold and start screaming for help. Bert recovers quickly and lunges at me, punching me in the face and knocking me down, jumping on me and trying to pin me to the ground but I keep thrashing against him and I manage to knee him in the crotch in the scuffle. He lets out a groan of pain as he recoils a little and slumps down over me and when I try to push him off he straightens out a little and grabs a fistful of my hair, slamming my head back into the ground hard and i let out a low groan of pain as my vision starts to blur a little. I blink hard a few times and I see Bert's fist coming for my face again and I flail my arms out in an attempt to block the coming blow and I mange to connect the back of my hand with his broken nose, causing him to scream out as blood starts pouring from it again. While he's weakened I use it to my
advantage and I shove him off me, scrambling off he ground and as I start to run he grabs my ankle and trips me, bringing me face first to the ground but I scramble to recover, bracing my hands against the ground, pushing myself back up as I kick out, making contact with some part of him and I pull my foot free, getting up and running again until I reach the dorm building and I keep running until I reach Mikey's door, slamming my fist into it over and over again as what just happened starts to really sink in and by the time Pete opens the door I collapse forward into his arms, sobbing hysterically.

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