Tell Me I'm An Angel

Gerard's P.O.V

"Gerard." Mrs Harper called. I forced a smile as I walked over to her. I stop by her makeshift desk. She smiles back at me "That was brilliant. Except for the swearing. But I'll let it slide this once."
"Sorry Miss." I see Frank walk towards me as Mrs Harper dismisses the apology.
"No need to apologise. You said you were upset. Did it help?"
I nod. "Actually it made me realise that some people aren't worth it." I see Franks face drop even more out the corner of my eye. "So yeah. I made me feel a whole lot better."
"Good. You need to keep practicing. Regionals are next month."
I nod. "I know."
"Do you have songs lind up? You need one to start off. One incase there's a tie and one for when you win. Oh and a fall back."
I laugh. "You mean if we win?"
"I know what I meant, Gerard." She stated. "What was that picture you threw at Frank?"
Frank stiffened. "It was a picture I forgot to give him back of him and his girlfriend." I said. "He left it on the table in art."
Mrs Harper nodded. "Decent of you, Gerard." She dismissed me and I went to join Mikey. I was very aware of Frank staring at me through the rest of class. But I ignored him.

After class I headed towards art class. I managed to avoid Frank and was walking down the hall when I saw Pete. I snapped. I dropped my backpack and punched him in the nose.
"What the fuck, Gee?" Frank said, dropping down to help Pete.
"You know what?" I said grabbing my backpack and glaring down at Frank. "The name is Gerard. And you bastards deserve eachother. Stay the fuck away from me and my brother. If you see me around, stay at least ten feet away from me. Or next time I'll put you both in hospital." Mikey walks up behind me and glares at Frank.
"How fucking dare you?" Mikey snapped. "You know what Gerard's been through, you prick."
I grabbed Mikey's arm and led him out the school doors.

Mikey's P.O.V

I looked down at my now sleeping brother. He was on his bed. Curled up in a featel position. It took an hour to calm him down. I sigh then leave the room, closing the door quietly behind me. I head downstairs. Oli is sat at the kitchen table with two coffee's infront of him. He looks worried.
"How is he?" He asks pushing a cup towards me.
I accept the drink and sit down across from him. "He's asleep now."
Jeremy walks in with a cup of coffee in his hand. "That fucking Frank has a lot to answer for."
"I didn't think Frank was like that." I muttered.
Just then the doorbell rang. I sighed but went to answer. I opened it to see Frank stood there. I punched him.

Notes

Go Gerard. Go Mikey. Both got a punch in.xxx