Minutes of silence, just looking at each other. I try to read his face but it is just plain, it hurt. “I can’t... I can’t let you die” I whisper, stroking Gerard’s face. “But I can’t let myself die with this love,” I say putting all my feelings into the sentence. It was more painful than I could even imagine seeing how emotionless his face is. "I.." I stutter

Gerard looks over at the door where Mikey stands his face was full of confusion and sadness. “D..Did I do something?” he whisper, putting his skinny fingers over his pale lips. No one said a word, just living complete silence. It feels like as if the room is getting colder by every second, I feel like a stranger in this house. Like an uninvited guest, like an intruder, I stand up looking around. It all felt strange. “I can... Can’t stay here,” I whisper. I look into Mikey’s eyes he doesn’t have an emotion in his entire face just like Gerard, he looks dead, unbothered. I was uninvited, unwanted.

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I start walking slowly out the door, my bag in my hand and my half-broken converse making my feet cold and wet. The door slam and I decide that I will not look back, this chapter being over, but having nowhere to go. “I’m sorry,” I whisper, trying to keep myself from crying. Leaning against a lightning pole the same street so much happened. Only minutes away from the big building of which abuse was committed. Thinking of what a life I have had, what I have gone through, do I even have a life.

We are all born into different scenarios, some good and some bad and at this time, I begin to doubt which one I’m born into. I don’t really remember the time before I knew Kit, my parents weren’t a big part of my life. Being depressed all my life I don’t really remember a time they weren’t busy. It was almost as if Kit adopted me, a poor little fragile kitten. I don’t know if what Kit did was real abuse. I feel like I’m stupid telling people I was abused, my problems feel like nothing compared to what other people go through.

“Iero…” a well-known voice says, I cringe upon as hearing it.

“Bruce” I almost feel sick saying his name, forcing a fake smile on.

“Are you okey” he asks, his eyes being glossy and he had big red circles around his eyes. I really want to tell him to fuck off but my smirk being better than any Word. "I'm sorry.." He starts to explain but in reality I won't listen. Just look him dead in the eye, not feeling a single thing.

"Fr-Frank I was in a bad..." I try to pay attention but him being blurry and none of his words making any sence. "Ben.. will you be my boyfriend" I whisper.

Ben gasp.

Notes

short bad Chapter I'm just so tired I can't really see but I'm too sad to go to sleep ://