They’re Teaching Me To Kill Who’s Teaching Me To Love

*Gerard's POV*

I jerked awake and thrashed my arm lazily to my left to make the horribly loud beeping cease. I got out of bed slowly and got dressed in my usual, skinny jeans and a band tee, then headed in to the bathroom to brush my teeth and mess with my hair a bit. Nothing I did in the mornings made me look any better, however even if I tried to look presentable i would still end up looking like a depressed teen who had too much coffee and not enough sleep, which was really the truth after all but I'd prefer not to look like shit every day. I head out the door after a kiss on the forehead from my mom, who still treats me like a baby even after what happened. Personally, I think she's just in denial of the fact that I am just a messed up teen and not some mentally ill child with no control over my own actions. I walk down to the bus stop and wait a few minutes before the bus finally pulls up. I step on, and head towards the back but before I make it a new kid catches my eye. He has dark brown hair that frames his face so beautifully and these amazing brown eyes the color of dark chocolate. I can see a couple tattoos peeking over the top of his band tee and he looks fucking hot with them. I ask if i can sit with him and he nods kind of uncomfortably before sliding over to let me sit down. I carry on a slight conversation with him on the way to school , studying him, and find out that his name is Frank Samuels. He seems pretty interested in me but also a bit disgusted with me for no apparent reason at all. Oh i hope to hell he doesn't know, Its my darkest secret and if he ever found out I would die. I genuinely like this guy and it would feel terrible if he knew...

but what happens happens and I still have to face the facts and own up to what happened even if I would rather not, even if it kills me inside, even if the hottest boy I have ever laid my bisexual eyes on would hate me for it, I still have to see things the way they are and I think that's the hardest part of all this, the consequence...

Notes

Okay, so Im not too happy with this and I dont think its long enough but here you go bc a bunch of my friends have been bugging me to write more so i thought i should
*cough* frerardthough *cough*

anyways, i think i like frankie's POV more but i thought i should try gerard's because ya know its nice to torture you guys with having no idea what happened about him...

MUAHAHAHAHA

but anywho

-helenakilljoy XOXO byeeeeee