I'm not okay.

I stared blankly at the 6ft man that stood before me, unable to speak, i thought desperately trying to think of an excuse that would make him back off, or at least go easy on me, but it was no use, i had no explanatory reason for my prolonged absence and i wasn't going to tell the truth, because that would put Gerard at risk or even my father would make me move schools again, as I'm pretty sure he hates the fact i 'make friends', if you would call it that. I opened my mouth only to be hit by another cruel taunt.

'Come on, faggot, I'm waiting for a response' He sneered, edging his way closer to me, i could smell his putrid breath lingering in front of me, i grimaced at the bitter stench.

'N-no reason' I stuttered, sauntering backwards slowly in a desperate attempt to avoid him, but my attempts were useless. He grabbed onto my arm and yanked me forward, bringing his face close to mine.

'Your fucking useless, cant even be home on time to see daddy' He spat violently, more tears began to exit my eyes, stinging my cheeks as they slid down my face, dripping off my chin.

'I-I'm s-sorry' I whimpered, trying not to struggle as that would only provoke him further. I suddenly felt a blow to my face and a warm liquid spill from my nose, blood. I looked down to see the crimson red substance covering my white t-shirt. I looked back up only to be greeted by another blow, to my jaw, i felt it click and the pain proceeded through my face. I let out a yelp and fell to my knees. I felt a blow to my ribs and then my stomach, making me gasp desperately for air, my father kneeled down beside me grabbing me by my hair and lifting my head up.

'Your worthless' He spat, before dropping my throbbing head back down and walking off, i lay there crying, one hand on my face and another on my stomach, i slowly hauled myself up and staggered to my room. I shut the door and fell too the floor, i thrust my hand into my pocket and got out my phone, with shaky hands i dialled Gerards number, the ringing seemed to go on forever until he finally picked up.

'G-Gerard' I managed to whimper.

'Frank, Frank?' He said, sounding very scared.

'P-please come' I muttered, blood still falling from my nose.

'Where Frank? Where?' He said, i could hear him heavy breathing, almost like he was crying.

'P-park' I managed to say before i hung up, putting my phone back into my pocket and picking up my bag. I opened my window and grabbed onto the same tree i had used to leave previously, i jumped off it, wincing in pain, but that didn't bother me, i wanted to be with Gerard, I needed to be with him, I staggered to the park, where i hoped Gerard would be. My eyes were beginning to go blurry and the blood still fell from my nose, but i carried on, i couldn't stop now, I needed to get as far away from that house as i possibly could. I finally got to the park and i could make out a dark haired figure running towards me.

'G-Gerard' I whimpered, trying to pick up the pace, but my body wouldn't let me, the agonising pain would not let my body go any faster. I heard faint screams.

'FRANK, FRANK' It was Gerard. I suddenly felt two hands grab me.

'Gerard' I whispered, tears streaming down my face.

'Frankie' He sobbed, helping me walk beside him.

'I want to die Gerard' I whispered.

'No, fucking hell Frank no you don't, please don't say that' He cried, Holding me up.

'I cant go back' I cried, grabbing Gerards coat, 'I cant' I cried.

'Your not, i promise Frankie, your gonna stay with me, your never going back, I'm not going to let you' Gerard said. We finally made it to Gerards house and he helped me too his room, passing a young boy on the way, i could make out his black hair and square frame glasses.

'Oh my god' He gasped, running to the bathroom. Gerard laid me on his bed and the young boy came back, holding a towel in his hand.

'Gerard?' He said, holding the towel out. Gerard took it from him, nodded and pressed it against my nose, signalling for me to hold it, at this point my vision was beginning to return and i could make out the boy better, he had a slim frame, Short-ish black hair and square glasses, if anything he looked a little like Gerard, but with a slimmer face.

'Mikey, could you go get a glass of cold water please?' Gerard said, signalling to the boy who looked scared.

'Frank?' Gerard said, placing his hand on my leg to comfort me.

'Your not going back, your staying, I'm not going to let you leave' He said. Then the boy came back, who I'm guessing is called Mikey after what Gerard said, with a glass of water in his hand. he handed it to me and smiled faintly, i took it from him and smiled back in appreciation.

'Hows the bleeding?' Gerard asked. I moved the towel from my nose and it seemed like the bleeding had stopped now, Gerard took the towel from me and placed it aside. I put the cool glass to my lips and took a sip of water, the feeling of it going down my throat soothed my pain a little.

'Are you okay?' Mikey said.

'Yeah, i guess...thanks' I said, taking another sip of the water.

'Your not going home' Gerard said again.

'But Gee..' I said before Gerard interrupted.

'YOUR NOT GOING BACK' he said sternly, before leaving the room, leaving just me and Mikey. I sighed a little to myself.

'I'm guessing your Frank?' Mikey said, sitting back on the bed a little.

'Yeah, how did you know?' I said, a little confused.

'Gerard told me about you, I'm Mikey by the way, Gerard's brother' He smiled, I already knew his name but i pretended i didn't. I guessed he was some relation to Gerard as they had an uncanny resemblance. Gerard suddenly came back into the room and sat between me and Mikey.

'Mum says you can stay' He smiled.

'You haven't said anything have you?' I said, hoping that he hadn't.

'I had too Frank' He sighed, 'Mikey could you please leave the room for a bit?' Gerard said. Mikey sighed and walked out, shooting me a smile as he left.

'Frank, i had to, I'm sorry, i just don't want you to go back' Gerard said, 'I cant stand seeing what he does to you, Frank he beats you, please...stay' He pressed.

'Fine' I sighed, as much as i was glad i was free from him, what if he came looking for me, came to my school or called them saying that i was gone? This is going to be risky.

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