Keep Running

"Keep.. running..?" The words left my mouth, blinking in confusion as I reached up and took off the mask. It took me awhile to understand, but once I did, the smile returned to my lips.

"Keep running." I repeated, closing the laptop and falling onto the floor. I stared at the ceiling, thinking. 'We need to meet. We need to. The sooner the better.'

*Time Lapse*

In the morning, my door opened, a voice emerging from the figure. "Wake your lazy ass up, you little shit!" Then the door slammed, making me slowly sit up with a blank expression. "Morning to you too, mom.." I whispered.

Within a few minutes, I had a towel wrapped around my waist, searching through my closet till I found a pair of CLEAN skinny jeans, but I only found extra tight jeans. I sighed, grabbing them and slipping on my boxers, then the jeans. They fit a bit too tight, but my crotch was showing a bit. A long shirt it is then. Once I did find it, I had on my Misfits shirt, reaching to about above my knees.

After I looked around the corner, and down the hall, I ran for the door, avoiding my moms yells and glass shattering behind my back. I sighed softly, the warm sun on my skin making me cringe at the brightness. "Frank!" I turned and I seen my best friend Mikey with his older brother walking far behind. Mikey walked up and put his arm around my shoulders, pulling me along to school.

Once at school, that's when the name calling started, always at 8:20. And that is about to be.. now. "Hey, fag!" I pulled out my phone, plugging in my headphones almost immediately. Mikey had already went to his locker, and then go to the group of friends. He always wanted to walk with me to class, but I always made an excuse to avoid it. I don't want him to be messed with. If it's me, I don't care, but Mikey? You better run the fuck away and never look back. I'll be right on your ass.

Class started, and I was sitting in the back of the room, but then the door opened, a boy with bright red hair walked in. My eyes widened, the pencil in my hand dropping onto the table. That's Mikey's older brother, right? I never really got a good look at him. He was always to himself, isolating himself from his brother and the world, hiding away in the basement. He turned his head, and wow. He looked exactly like Poison. I tiled my head slowly, the figure beginning to walk over and sit next to me.

"You're Mikey's best friend, right? Frank..?" He asked softly, almost quietly. I nodded, looking at him. But I couldn't get a good look at him with all that hair in his face. "Y-You're Mikey's brother?" He chuckled softly, "He doesn't talk that much about me, huh?" I smiled and laughed quietly. He turned his head, my breathing coming to a stop as I looked at the beauty before me. No. It can't be. His eyes, big bright and very Hazel. His lips, soft looking and a soft pink.

I could tell he noticed me staring, his cheeks went a soft red and a smile formed on his lips with a shy expression.

I shook my head and almost stumbled out of my seat, but I didn't get up. I just stared and blinked in disbelief. He stared at me for a second, soon his own caught sight of mines, and they widened. Did he notice it too? I guess he did because suddenly he grabbed my hand and pulled me with him, running out the door while the teacher yelled and screamed out, "Detention for both of you!" I blinked in confusion as we stopped just out the gates of the school.

He was breathing heavily, his hands on his knees as he panted and leaned against the gate. He looked up at me, a look of hope in his eyes. Then he finally spoke up with a soft, quiet voice. "Fun.." I froze. "Ghoul.." He said between breaths. No way. No, no, no. This cannot be happening. I opened my mouth, but closed it immediately. "There's no way.. You can't be my best friends brother.. No." I said quietly. I shook my head and he reached out to grab my hand. I jerked away, stepping back and off the side walk. His eyes widened, running towards me as I looked at him. "Ghoul!" He yelled. "Look out!" He screamed. I couldn't tell what was happening. I couldn't hear anything besides his voice calling out to me.

Tears were running down his face as he ran towards me. "Frank! Look out!" He yelled louder than before, my head turned and I seen a 16-wheeler heading towards me. My eyes widened and the truck honked, but I couldn't move. I was too scared. My head turned to Gerard as he ran and right before I was about to get hit, Poison threw himself at me, making both of us stumble out the way and slide across the road, his body hitting first as he held me tightly. My hands clenched his shirt as I shook with shock. Tears ran down my face as I cried into his chest. "I.. I almost.. Died.. I.." I stuttered. I looked up, and Gerard was passed out, his head turned to the side, the beautiful red locks covering his face some. I panicked.

Notes

Ooh!!! This is getting pretty fun. I finally put my mind into a good story and it comes out alright. Hope all you lovelies enjoy this one as well!!!
~Emery