They Could Care Less, As Long As Someone Will Bleed

Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. I can't deal with this now. I took a deep breath and turned around. I stared right into Zacky's green eyes, pleading not to do anything bad and said, "What the fuck do you want?" "Is that any way to talk to me fag? I could kill you right now if I wanted to. But I wouldn't cause we all know you're on killing yourself. Do us all a favor and kill yourself emo faggot," Zacky said pushing me against a locker as he and his friends punched and kicked me on their way past me. "Maybe I should. I will. No hesitations. No. I can't leave Mikey," fuck I'm so lost. I don't know what to do.
I was about to go run to the bathroom and slit my wrists or thighs or hips...but the thought of Mikey brought me to go to homeroom and not do it. I sat in my corner in the back of the room, but my eyes got caught on the kid sitting in the middle of the room. I think his name was...Frank? Yeah Frank. He never ever talked, always wore black and hoods so I never saw his face. He had a small figure and it was actually super cute. I wish I knew what his face looked like.
I sighed as I slouched back in my chair and waited for the rest of homeroom to show up. It was just me and Frank. I guess he heard me and looked over at me, and I guess I was staring cause out eyes met.
"Holy fuck he's gorgeous!" I thought to myself. He had the most beautiful hazel eyes mixed with tints of green and brown. He had such a cute little nose and beautiful pink lips. He had a fringe that looped around his right eye and framed his adorable little face. I felt the corners of my mouth turn up into a smile. Frank I guess noticed cause he smiled too. Oh my fuck his smile was too damn cute and looked perfect on his beautiful face. He blushed a light shade of pink and looked away at whatever he was writing. Damn he was cute. I should go talk to him. Yeah I will.
i stood up and straddled the chair in front of his desk (great first move right?) "Hi," I said with a smile. "Hi," he replied with another adorable smile. God I was melting at his cuteness. "I'm Gerard," "Frank," I was right about his name. God dammit I think I have a crush on this kid. "Whatcha writing?" I asked noticing his notebook with a bunch of words scribbled over the page. "Ehh song lyrics or some shit like that," he replied with a little giggle. Holy fuck his giggle was so damn cute and fit everything about him. I gotta get to know this kid more. "You should sit with me and my brother Mikey at lunch! We won't judge I swear," I told him smiling. His gorgeous eyes met mine and we both blushed. "Yeah that'd be great. What do you have fourth period?" "Uhh English," "Oh same so I'll walk down with you." He smiled again. His smiled was the best thing in the entire fucking world. It was perfectly perfect, there's no other to explain it. "Sounds great. See ya then Frankie," fuck did I just call him Frankie?! What the hell Gerard? He didn't mind Frank just giggled and started writing again. Oh ok...so it's fine...? Whatever. I went back to my seat as kids started coming in.

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