Snap shot

Gerard's pov.

I hadnt gone into the school the day after my breakdown. I just sat in my room doing nothing. My mom had found my suicide note and talked to me about it.

She basically told me she wasn't going to tell dad or mikey about it but if I needed to talk that I could always go to her. The conversation only made me feel even more guilty than I had felt before. I basically called her a murderer in the note so that me feel pretty shitty.

I had decided to go to school this morning though so my mom wouldn't worry too much. my morning was uneventful and I didn't see mikey anywhere.

he was probably trying to stay low since I had left bruises on his neck from gripping his throat like that when I freaked out. If it was me with bruises on my neck like that I wouldn't even know what to tell people, like what someone accidentally tried choking me?

I shut my locker and went towards the locker room. I liked hiding in there better than the bathroom because there's benches I can lay on and it's cleaner even if it does smell like sweat.

I hadn't eaten in a day because my mom made me eat after she read the note. I kept it down but I felt sick for eating. I had to not eat now for like four days for it to all go away.

I heard the door to the locker room open and I shot up from my laying position. Who would be coming here during lunch? I hoped it was someone that had just forgot something and was coming to grab it and then leave.

The person kept walking to where I was and I started to try and leave but they walked past me but realized someone else was in here with them and walked back to see who I was.

"Gerard?" They questioned

"Frank what are you doing in here?" I asked

"I-well promise you won't tell?"

I nodded. "Promise."

"I'm hiding from your brother." I laughed when he said that and smiled.

"What a coincidence so am I along with everyone else in the school."

"He's so angry for no reason and he won't tell me why, like not even a half decent excuse." Frank said

I didnt know why mikey would be mad. Ya he has bruises on his neck but they're from me and he doesn't have anything else that happened to him within a day that would cause him to be even more of an ass than usual.

"I don't know why he's mad but can I ask you something?" I said looking up at frank debating whether this was a good idea or not.

Frank just looked at me. "Yea what?"

"you know how you and mikey were in my room the other day?"

".....yeah?"

"Well something's missing from my room now and mikey claims he doesn't have it. Do you know anything?" I asked.

"Uhm what are you looking for?" Frank asked quietly.

"I-I..well I'm looking for my blades. They're missing." I said

"oh." Frank said quietly.

"Do you know where they are?" I asked hopefully.

"Yea I do actually."

"What!? Really?l" I said excited that I'd finally get them back.
"Where are they did mikey hide them?"

"No."

"No? Then where are th-"

"I took them." Frank said sitting down right next to me.

"What why?" I was confused as to why frank of all people would want my blades.

"I found them and took them. I'm sorry gerard but I'm not giving them back."

"They aren't yours. You don't get to keep them."

"I'm not keeping them. I already flushed them." He said seriously.

"What!" I yelled "why would you do that!"

"Because I don't want you hurting anymore gerard" he said and I noticed his eyes were watery.

"Why do you care?" I asked bitterly.

"Because...I like you. I like you a lot and I don't want you to keep hurting." He said looking at me with nothing but care and love in his eyes.

I didnt care that we were in a dirty locker room or that I was still really mad at him for stealing my blades. I just leaned in and kissed him, pulling him close to me and not wanting to ever let go.

Notes

THE KISS :0

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