The Boy With Scars

~Frank's point of view~
Oh.My.God. Gee kissed me! i mean it was just my cheek but still..

-after school that day-

I saw Gee sitting against a tree drawing and i ran over to join him.
"What are ya drawing?" i asked sitting next to him.
"huh? oh...nothing.." He said and i smiled.
"Come on Gee! just tell me!" i said loving the way he was blushing
"Oh alright..." He said and he handed me the notebook. I looked down at a picture of me smiling widely with a cigarette hanging from the fingers of my right hand. It was...beautiful.
"Oh Gerard...it's so pretty. You make me look just...how?" i asked him not really sure what i was trying to say.
"That is way to beautiful to be me. He looks like some kind of angel..." I said quietly
"that's how i see you Frankie.That is what you look like to me. and no its not to beautiful to be you..." Gerard said looking down into my eyes, smiling.

"Anyways! Wanna go do something? i'm tired of being at home...i don't wanna go back there." Gee asked and i smiled. "Of course! lets go!" i replied and so we headed to get something to eat.

When i got home later that night i changed into pajamas. As i laid down in bed i checked my phone one last time. i had a text from Gerard.

Gerard: Goodnight frankie. Sleep tight and don't let the bed bugs bite! see you tomorrow!

i read and i smiled. i type a quick goodnight back to him then shut off my light and went to bed.



"Hey gerard!" i said as i saw him at school. "Eww...you emo freak get the fuck away from me! i don't like you you faggot and i never will! no one will!!!" Gerard said to me. i frowned
"But...i though...we were...friends...." i said quietly really confused.
"Ugh don't you see?! IT WAS ALL A TRICK i lied to you, pretended i actually care. just to get close to you and get you to fall in love with me. it worked didn't it?! you love me?" He asked then yelled.
"THE FUCKING FAGGOT IS IN LOVE WITH ME. AS IF I WOULD EVER LOVE YOU FREAK!! I'M NOT A HOMO UNLIKE YOU. AND THOSE SCARY SCARS YOU HAVE!! GO SLIT YOUR WRISTS AND DIE!!!!"
I turned away and ran down the halls crying.

i woke with a start. Oh god, it was just a bad dream...Gerard would never say that...right? i looked at my clock and noticed it was 3 am. i groaned and tried to go back to sleep but all i could think of was the dream. I was crying i realized upon reaching up and touching me cheek...god no one loved me. no one ever would! i was a freak! and i'm so ugly and fat. i should just die. no one would even miss me! I rolled out of bed and walked over to my dresser. in the bottom drawer i pulled out a small box. i opened the box and saw my razor blades. I grabbed one and dragged it across my wrist until i couldn't think about anything but the pain anymore...i looked down and saw that my arm was covered in red. i walked into the bathroom my bedroom had and i saw my face. red and covered in tears. i looked down to rinse off my arm so i didn't make such a mess in my room. i wrapped it up with some gauze and sat down on the floor with my back resting against my bed. I stayed like that time morning.
I got ready for school taking a shower. I pulled on my clothes and decided to leave my arm un-bandaged but i'd wear a long sleeve shirt.
When i got to school Gerard come over to me
:Hey Frankie! sleep well?" He asked happy not seeming to notice my red eyes or that i had clearly been crying recently. i pulled the hood on my black hoodie down and shrugged.
"i guess" i said quietly and that's when he seemed to notice something was up.
"Frankie...what's wrong?" he asked sounding concerned. I didn't want to tell him i had broken down and cut last night. I thought i was over that, i thought i was better but i guess not. I just shrugged
"Frankie... Tell me?" he asked sounding sad now and i felt tears in my eyes. i looked down to my arm and i felt the tears fall down my cheeks. He seemed to realize then what was wrong.
"Oh, Frankie no...come with me." he said pulling me to one of the bathrooms. After making sure it was empty He looked at me .
"Frankie...i need you to let me see how bad it is okay? I want to see...." He said and i shook my head no.
"Please Frankie...Baby listen i want you to let me see your arm? It's okay i promise. " Gerard said to me and i just help out my arm for him slightly. He pulled back my sleeve. He gasped a little bit then pulled my sleeve back down and before i knew it he was hugging me tightly.
"Frankie! i want you to remember next time you feel like you did when you did that that i love you and i will always be here for you...Next time...just call me before you do it. If i can't talk you out of it at least let me know you didn't end up killing yourself! God i don't know what i'd do with out you" He said. He kissed my forehead then said
"come on. Lets go to class."


~Gerard's point of view~
At lunch i walked over to the table Frankie was at and told him
"Come on....Were gonna sit with mikey and ray today okay? " and he just nodded picked up his drink and followed me.
"Hey guys this is Frankie my friend...he's sitting with us today" I said and sat down pulling Frankie after me

Notes

Sorry it took so long to update....i've had some stuff going on...anyways comment to let me know what you think??? Bye thanks!