I Hear You've Been Bleeding

Gerard's POV
I turned and left after the kiss... I wasn't sure what to make of it. But when Mikey had told me what had happened, my throat closed up. I couldn't breathe. No matter why he had done to me in the past, he was still my everything.

Im not sure if I'll ever be able to fully forgive him, to be honest. But I'm willing to try. He obviously feels guilty about what he's done, so I made the decision to talk to him the next day he was at school.

~~~~ two weeks later (Gerard's POV) ~~~~
I walked up to Frank, who was chatting with Pete, and began to tell him everything that I was feeling. "Look, Frank, I'm sorry. I've been a dick, and I don't know why," Frank looked intrigued, so I carried in. "I have had a crush on you since seventh grade, when you first... Noticed... Me. However, you've put me through an enormous amount of pain durin-" Frank turned to me, anger flaming in his eyes. He grabbed me by the collar and pushed me into the wall. "You fucking hypocrite. Did you realise how much you put ME through? You're a fucking low life piece of shit, who doesn't even deserve to live. Go slit your fat wrists, you emo faggot, no one will miss you." His spit hit my face as his words tore me apart. He punched me, landing right on my nose, and continuously carried on with this, and I folded to the floor and soaked up the pain.

~~~~ a few hours later (Gerard's POV) ~~~~

I woke up slowly, taking a look around to see where I was. I hadn't moved from the place where Frank had beat me. His words flooded my mind, as I reached for my blade. A good month clean would be going down the drain, but at that moment I didn't give a shit. I rolled up my sleeve and started at the healing cuts that covered it. I hated them. I pressed the blade down hard, and ruthlessly tore apart my skin, I carried on until I felt lightheaded, when I lay on the floor as darkness overtook me, at school, covered in my own blood.

Notes

Filler, sorry guys :/
This books going downhill.