They Could Care Less, As Long As Someone Will Bleed

Oh shit oh shit oh shit. What do I do? What can I do? I can't even move.

"Frankie....?" I managed to breathe out. He turned and walked to the door. Great now everyone will know about me. He's gonna go tell teachers. God kill me now.

He just locked the door. Thank god I don't want people to know. Especially Mikey, god that thought killed me. I started crying again as Frank rushed over to me. He kneeled beside me and started breathing heavily. I think he was having a panic attack.

"Don't worry Frank. I'm okay," I said taking many breathes in between. "No you're fucking not! I have to get the nurse..." He stood up and started to leave. I grabbed his wrist and pulled him back to me. "Please no. I can't have teachers knowing about this. Then they'll be all up my ass and call my mom and my mom can't know. Please Frankie don't leave me..." I started sobbing again. I just wanted him to hold me and never let go, I wanted to feel safe just for once.

"I won't leave. I promise. I'll never ever leave I swear..." Frank then pulled me into his lap and wrapped his arms around me. I stuck my face in his shoulder and cried all over his sweatshirt. Frank shifted a little as he pulled his backpack towards us. "Gerard wait one sec okay?" I nodded. He let me go and fished through his bag. He pulled out a handful of bandaids and some juice. Wait...why did he have bandaids?

he started to cover my wounds and afterwards gave me the juice to regain most of my consciousness. We used about twelve bandaids and I pretty much chugged the juice down. I felt a lot better actually. Frank looked at me with concern in his eyes. I looked into his beautiful eyes as he looked at ugly old me.

"I'm sorry," I whispered. "For what?" "You walking in on this, making myself uglier, you..." "What do you mean?! You're fucking beautiful. And the scars you have make you even more gorgeous," said Frank. He thought I was beautiful? Why? How? What?
I blushed and leaned my head against the wall behind us. "What happened to your neck?!" Fuck I forgot about Zacky. "Uhhm this kid Zacky was beating me up..and was holding me by the neck..but I'm fine," "Gerard...." there was a long pause. I looked into Frankie's glistening eyes...they were filling with tears. "Please don't do this again..I don't want you to die or suffer or hurt or anything. Gerard I may not have known you for a while but I really care about you. And seeing you hurt..it..k-kills me..." He started crying and now I felt bad. I lifted my hand and cupped his cheek, wiping his tears with my thumb. I didn't even think about it, I let my actions happen.

"I promise Frankie. I promise," I told him. He smiled through his tears which made me smile. "Uh we should get to class," "oh..yeah..." I forgot about all that.

The rest of English was boring as fuck. I just stared at Frank the whole time. Soon enough the bell rang and we went off to lunch. As soon as I was out the door I heard his voice...

"Wow. The fag made it out alive." "Zacky please..." "What? Please what?" I was about to say something then I heard someone interrupt and say, "Fuck off. Why is it fun to watch him suffer? Touch him again and I'll come after you I swear to god.." Frank was standing up for me. I stood there in awe..I didn't know what to do.

"And do what?" Zacky grabbed Frank my the collar of his shirt and Frank punched him in the stomach. As Zacky doubled over, Frank grabbed my wrist and Frank and I ran to the lunchroom. We got there and he stopped. I looked at him and smiled and said, "Thanks Frank." I took him over to me and Mikey's table.

"Mikey this is my friend Frank. Frank this is my brother Mikey," "Nice to meet ya Frank!" Mikey said with a smile. Frank sat down next to me as we all talked about music, horror movies and comics.

"Frank do you wanna come over after school?" I asked.

"Yeah totally!" His enthusiasm was so fucking cute. God I really liked him. This was a legit crush.

Nothing much happened the rest of the day. I met Mikey and Frank outside the school as we all walked home together. It didn't take too long considering the short distance between my house and the school. When we got home, Mikey opened the door and went off to his room, and I went I mine and took Frank with me.

We walked in and closed the door behind us. I turned around and Frank was standing there frozen. "Frank...?" He was looking at something. Then I saw what he was looking at...the tissues from last night after I cut.

"frank I..." He cut me off by giving me the best hug I've had in a while.i felt so secure in his arms. His arms were wrapped around my torso and mine wrapped around his neck cause of his height.

"Promise me you won't do it anymore..." he pleaded looking desperately into my eyes. I let go of him and held out my pinkie. We locked out pinkies together and I said, "Frank Iero, I promise I will never cut again." "Good," he said with a smile.

We sat across from each other on my bed. I lifted up my sleeves and showed him my damage. "That's not all," I said as I took off my sweatshirt and t-shirt. Oh god I was shirtless in front of Frank. Fuck. But besides that I showed him the scars on my hips and stomach, not my thighs, I wasn't ready for that. He ran his cold fingers over my scars on my stomach. His touch made me shiver. Part of me wanted to kiss him, and the other part told me you just met the kid. It was true, I did just meet him...

"if we're sharing secrets," he said and he lifted his sweatshirt and his shirt too. Damn he had some tattoos. Fuck now he looks even hotter. Damnnnnn.
He held out his arms and stood up, showing off a handful of scars on him too. He was too beautiful to do this to himself. I ran my fingers over them, some felt fairly new and that made me frown.

"You're too beautiful to do this Frankie," he blushed. I blushed from his blushing. "I'll make a deal with you, if you cut, then I cut. Deal?"

he looked up from his lap smirking, "Deal."

Notes

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