The next morning I got ready for school rather quickly. I couldn't wait to see Destiny. I put my clothes on as fast as I could. I brushed my hair to make it look presentable and ran down the stairs. I practically inhaled my food, brushed my teeth, said a quick goodbye to my mom, and was almost out the door until I realized I didn't have my bag or phone. When I got my phone, I saw that I had a text from Destiny. "Bob and I are picking you up in about ten minutes <3" How cute, she had a little heart with the text. I saw that the text was sent about ten minutes ago. To confirm that fact, there was a honk from Bob's car. I grabbed my bag and ran down the stairs again, almost tripping twice. I said another goodbye to my mom and started walking to Bob's car. I sat in the back with Destiny and she greeted me with a peck on the lips. "Thanks for the lift guys. I really appreciate it." "Any time dude. But this will stop and I'll kick your ass if you hurt Destiny." Bob spoke in a scary serious tone. "Oh shut up Bob. Don't worry about him Robert." Destiny took a hold of my hand and we were silent for the rest of the way to school. Once we got to school. Bob took out a pack of smokes and smoked outside of the car. Destiny and I just held hands and kind of stood there. I couldn't believe she was my girlfriend. We noticed not many people were in the parking lot and went in the school. Destiny gave me a kiss on the lips before we parted ways. Once I got to my first class, I remembered that Frank was in the hospital. I know it sounds wrong to forget that your best friend is in the hospital, but it was nice to forget the pain of that. My classes seemed to go by slowly, as if forcing me to have more time to think about Frank. It was terrible. I feel like it's my fault he's in a coma. If we hadn't gotten into a fight, he wouldn't be in the hospital. Time and my thoughts were now my enemy. As much as I tried to pay attention to my classes, I couldn't. The image of Frank lying there in the hospital bed haunting me. The images of our fight coming to the front of my mind. I wish I could take it all back. But I can't. After what felt like years, it was time for lunch. I got my food and sat at a table all alone. After a couple of minutes, Destiny came over. "Hey, I was looking for you." "Sorry. I just have a lot on my mind. I wasn't really thinking." Destiny gave me a look and then a hug. "Is it about Frank?" "Yeah. If we hadn't gotten into that fight, he wouldn't be in that damn hospital bed. It's all my fucking fault." I managed to whisper the last part and not go into a fit of rage. "Hey, it's not your fault. It's Gerard's fault. He's the one who stabbed Frank." Destiny rubbed my back and gave me a light hug. "I'm gonna make him pay. If Frank doesn't come out of his coma I will make Gerard pay." With that, the bell went off. Destiny and I headed to our sixth period. I paid some attention to the class. Destiny did her best to make me listen to what was going on, and I appreciate her for that. We didn't do very much anyways. So that was alright. The bell went off and I headed to my gym class. I got changed and trudged my way out of the locker room. I look down, walk to a spot and stand there. The next thing I heard pissed me off to my very core. "Hey faggot! Where's your faggot boyfriend?!" I looked right at Gerard with so much hate and rage, he'd be dead if looks could kill. I marched right over to him and was about to give him a beating of a lifetime, but Bob held me back. "The fuck Bryar? Let him hit me. I'll put him right on his ass." Gerard sneered. I looked at him and then Bob. The look in Bob's eyes told me not to do anything stupid. So I just huffed and walked away, even though I wanted to put Gerard in the hospital.

Notes

I am so so so so so so so so sorry!!! I didn't know it had been this long since the last update!!! Please forgive me. I really hope you like the chapter and I'm sorry if there are any spelling mistakes. I knew what I wanted to write, I just didn't feel like doing it. Again, I am very sorry. Till next time,
~Silent Scream