Isn't this something

gerards POV


i was sitting on my couch watching t.v. i had no clue what show was on i was just waiting for mikey, he was forcing me to go to a party with him since i hadn't been outside for at least a week. he said he would be good for me to get out and have some fun, he was supposed to be here at five to pick me up, its already 5:30 and he still isn't here "where the fuck are you mikey" i hissed under my breath. i got up and walked outside to the little porch i had of my tiny apartment, it was small but it fit me. i didn't need much room since i lived alone, just me and my comics. i pulled out a cigarette and lit it, just as i lit it i saw Mikeys car coming down the road. he honked and i got up, he pulled over "come on, lets go Gerard i'm already late!" i walked to the car and got in. we drove down the road, i kept staring out the window looking at the dimming skys as the sun set, it was only 5pm but the sun was already setting. "why do you keep yourself locked u[p in your house all the time?" mikey asked, "i don't know i just don't know many people" mikey looked down for a second as the car stopped at a red light "hopefully you'll meet some people at this party" he looked up as the light changed a drove forward " yeah.... hopefully" i understood mikey wanted me to be friends with people and shit but i just don't fit in, im insane and no one would ever want to be with me.
after about 10 minutes of driving we pulled into a huge driveway filled with other cars "mikey, you told me this was just a 'small' party" he looked back at me smiling "if i said it was big you would have never came with me" i rolled my eyes at him and he laughed getting out of the car, i got out and stood besode his car.. the music was blaring and i couldnt reconize anyone "come on lets go inside" i followed mikey into the gigantic house, we walked into the living room. there were people everywhere,it made me nervous. i hated being around a lot of people. mikey walked me over to the bar, i bought a drink and sat at a table in the corner. a group of girls came up to me and sat at the remaining seats at the table "hey sexy, you here alone?" one of the girls asked, i didnt anwser and just took another drink out of my glass "whats wrong, cant speak?" another girl said "look im not interested" i said getting up and walking away. i could hear the girls snicker at me and walk off i didnt really care about them though. i walked around the corner, out the door to where the pool was and sat at a table far off where there wasnt anybody. i sat and looked around at all the people, there was so many of them. after a few drinks and and pointless conversations with random people i noticed it was getting late and i couldnt find mikey, i decided to get another drink and sit down at the bar. i lost track of time and eventually i was completly fucking drunk.
i didnt know what to do and i couldnt find mikey, i decided to take a walk down the road to calm down, get away from the chaos i walked arounf the corner to the bar to return the glass and bumped into a large guy, the dring spilling all over his shirt and the glass shattering on the floor "hey whos this fag!" the guy yelled out at me the girls that tried to hit on me stnading next to them "get him!" i heard one guy yell. i tried to run but the cought my sleeve cuasing me to fall to the ground i got up looking at them "FUCK OFF!" i yelled, i started to run them chasing after me. i dint know these streets at all, i turned into a dark alley and climbed up a ladder hanging from a fire escape. i thought i would have fooled them but i didn't, they ran into the alley "there he is!" one of the girls pointed to me, the guys picked up empty beer bottles and chucked them at me, one hit my knee and one hit my head. i felt a sharp pain in my knee and cried out falling off the ladder landing on a pile of garbage, i cried out in pain "aghh!" . i heard the men laugh as i rolled over to look at them, one man grabbed my arm and pulled me to the side and the other man took a bottle and hit it against the ladder making the bottle have sharp jagged edged points at the bottom. the man walked to me grabbing my wrist and twisting it "ahhh!!" i cried out in pain, hoping someone would hear me. he took my wrist and jabbed the sharp ends of the bottle into it "PLEASE STOP! AGHH!" i cried out in pain as my blood begin ti drip onto the floor. both men let go, my head falling to the concrete only making my headache worse. the one man threw the bottle at me face shattering what was rest of the broken bottle. they walked off leaving me for the rats.

Notes

~~~~~~~~~authors note~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
THIS CHAPTER SUCKS IM SORRY
im bad at writing im sorry, i always come up with storys and never write them and i liked this idea but whatever
so read or don't vote it comment on it and all that
thank you if you read this, its going to get better sorry it was so short too.
and all the bad grammar and shit, im really sorry
ill get better at this eventually