Three Cheers for Red Hair and Love

Gerard lay in the corner of the school yard, his bright red hair contrasting the black sorrow and pain that hung in the air around him.

“You need to learn that something is wrong with you, you fucking faggot!” screamed Ray as he and the other two ran away cackling. Their oversized t shirts and sagging jeans flapped in the wind and caused them to stumble in their flight across the field. Gerard just continued to lay there. Blood rushed down his pale white facial skin from his left temple. His lip was split down the middle, and his eye area was starting to match the color of his feelings: black.

His heart longed to be back with his love, but he knew that that time was over. Summer had ended and it was time to get back to the world and face his crappy reality. They hated him because he was different. Because he liked guys. And this summer he sure did like a guy.

In Cabin B-6, Gerard’s love lay. Being a year older, Gerard had to sneak into it in the dead of night to find Ryan. He gently tapped Ryan’s soft, flawless forehead and planted a gentle kiss on the time of his button nose.

“It’s time,” he whispered to the half-asleep boy. Ryan lept out of bed with the energy of a gazelle and landed with the grace of an antelope. His boyish face grinned with the excitement and some extra blood flowed to his pants. Gerard took his delicate hand in his own and led him into the moonlit night. Nights with Ryan were the only time he felt safe. Ryan never called him a faggot, or tried to hurt him, or threw razors at him inscribed with ‘have mercy on the world.’ No, Ryan was the one who understood him, and made him feel the things he searched for for so long.

Notes

Hey Guys! This is my first fan fic. Hope you enjoy!