
The Only Hope For Me Is You
These Should Be Hard To Hide...
GERARD
"Mikey! I'm home!" I yelled as I stepped through the doorway.
"Hey Gee!" He replied from his room. I walked down to the basement room I had to myself, and turned the tv on. There wasn't anything good on, so I decided to start my math homework. If y=6x+f and x=5 and f=12 what is y? Damn it, they had to use f, they couldn't have used g? I finished the problem and then heard Mikey yell from upstairs.
"Gee!!!! I need help!!"
"Coming!" I walked to his room and sat down on his bed. "What is it?"
"I don't understand this poem we're reading."
"What is it?"
"Poe. I don't remember the name." I looked at his paper. It was Annabelle Lee. I had read that last year. I walked him through it, and about an hour later I went back downstairs to finish my homework. By the time our mom got home, I had almost forgotten about Frank Iero. Almost.
FRANK
I walked home from the bus stop, dreading getting to my house.
"Why the fuck did I marry a worthless whore?" I heard my dad yell at my mom as I walked into my house. She was crying, and I closed the door quietly.
"I'm home." I said softly.
"And? Can't you see we're talking? Go to your room you fag." He barked at me. I ran upstairs to the attic, and sat down on my bed. I wiped the tears from my face and walked over to my bureau. I reached to the back of the top drawer, and pulled out the pocketknife I kept back there. I rolled up my sleeves, and dragged the blade across my wrists. I finished, and was about to wrap my wrists in the bandage I had in my pocket when my dad burst into my room. He took one look at my bleeding arms and lost it.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing? We don't have enough money to put you in an asylum! You're sick, you're fucking sick!" He kept repeating that as he beat me senseless. These will be hard to hide... I thought as I blacked out.
"Mikey! I'm home!" I yelled as I stepped through the doorway.
"Hey Gee!" He replied from his room. I walked down to the basement room I had to myself, and turned the tv on. There wasn't anything good on, so I decided to start my math homework. If y=6x+f and x=5 and f=12 what is y? Damn it, they had to use f, they couldn't have used g? I finished the problem and then heard Mikey yell from upstairs.
"Gee!!!! I need help!!"
"Coming!" I walked to his room and sat down on his bed. "What is it?"
"I don't understand this poem we're reading."
"What is it?"
"Poe. I don't remember the name." I looked at his paper. It was Annabelle Lee. I had read that last year. I walked him through it, and about an hour later I went back downstairs to finish my homework. By the time our mom got home, I had almost forgotten about Frank Iero. Almost.
FRANK
I walked home from the bus stop, dreading getting to my house.
"Why the fuck did I marry a worthless whore?" I heard my dad yell at my mom as I walked into my house. She was crying, and I closed the door quietly.
"I'm home." I said softly.
"And? Can't you see we're talking? Go to your room you fag." He barked at me. I ran upstairs to the attic, and sat down on my bed. I wiped the tears from my face and walked over to my bureau. I reached to the back of the top drawer, and pulled out the pocketknife I kept back there. I rolled up my sleeves, and dragged the blade across my wrists. I finished, and was about to wrap my wrists in the bandage I had in my pocket when my dad burst into my room. He took one look at my bleeding arms and lost it.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing? We don't have enough money to put you in an asylum! You're sick, you're fucking sick!" He kept repeating that as he beat me senseless. These will be hard to hide... I thought as I blacked out.
Notes
I had a hard time writing this chapter, cause I love Frankie so much. For those of you who are wondering what the math problem is, y= 42. The poem Mikey is reading is a poem I didn't personally like, so I put it in there. I can't believe I have like 12 subscribers already! Thank you guys for reading the crazed writing of a deranged fangirl!
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Hey guys, I lost my password to this account so I'm going to start rewriting this on my new account, so I'll try to get a chapter or 2 up soon. AND THERE WILL BE FRERARD
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10/30/15