Dysfunctions

G e r a r d
“Oh shit.”
And Oh Shit was right.
I have never,
Ever seen something so,
So,
Compelling?
Gruesome?
Intriguing?
No,
Disgusting.

And who would have thought
It would be coming
From my own
Arm.
Buckets
And buckets
Of crimson blood
Pouring out of my wound.

Yet I wasn’t feeling faint.
Not feeling any pain.
All I saw was the blood.
I called for help.
But nobody answered.
I tried to stop it.
But it just kept poring.

Maybe I should give up?
Let it all pour out until I am drained.
Let it all pour out until I am Dead.
Let it all go.

“Gerard!” A voice called.
“Gerard! Wake up your late for work.”
Oh shit.

My body jerks up wards,
My eye shooting open looking at the white
Ceiling.
My brother Mikey hovered over me.
“Hurry up and get ready Gee, I need a ride to school…
Hey, you look like shit” He says chuckling, before walking out.

“At least I’m not skin and bones!” I call back,
A huge sigh escaping my lips.
But it was true,
I do look like shit.
My image in the mirror tells me everything.

Deep dark circles under my eyes,
My hair a static scrambled mess,
My skin an almost bleached pale
White. I’m the definition of mess.

No time for a shower.
So I wing it.
Throwing on some random clothes,
Washing my face,
And trying to comb threw
My awfully tangled hair.


Now off to work.
Great.
I work a dead end job at
My friend Jimmy’s
Dive bar.

It pay’s well,
I guess.
But the hours are brutal.
Today my shift starts the earliest
It ever has.
9:00 am.

Yeah, yeah.
I know that’s not
That
Early, but
It’s early for me.

Plus who goes for drinks
At 9:00 am?
I check my phone,
Seeing that it’s
Already 9:05.
Even better.

I rush down stairs,
Grabbing my keys.
“C’mon Mikey, You were
Supposed to be in
An hour ago” I say heading
Straight for the door.
“I missed he bus” He says, following me
Out the door.

Ever since our mother died it’s been
Just me and Mikey. He used to live with
Her in Philadelphia, but moved back to
New Jersey to live with me after her passing.

Once in the car,
Music blaring,
I start down the street,
Towards Mikey’s school.
I push him out of the car,
And speed off to the bar.

“You’re late.”
Hailey, one of the waitresses
Says as soon as I walk in the door.
I roll my eyes and disregarded
Her obvious comment,
Making my way to the bar.
I throw on a black apron
And await a customer.



The end of my
Shift is a huge
Relief. As fast
As I can, I grab
My coat and
Shoot out the
Door. Into the
Streets of New
Jersey…………..

The cold winter air
Gusts on me, making me
Shiver. God I can’t wait to
Be at home,
In bed.

“Hey! Get the fuck off me your perv!” Interrupts my
Thought process. My eyes shooting over to the corner of
The street. A young boy being held against the wall
By a man no younger than 40.
My hero instincts tell me to go over there and help.
Yet my cowardly instincts tell me to get in the car
And go home.

“I said get the fuck off!” The boy says again,
Anger building up inside me.
Hero it is.
I stomp towered the scene,
Tapping on the man’s shoulders.
“Hey fuck off—“He starts to say
Before my fist connects with his jaw.
The man stumbles back,
The boy he was harassing
Sending a swift
Kick to
His
Crotch.

The man doubles over,
Groaning as he groups his man
Hood in his hands. “Come on kid…”
I say looking around the dark New Jersey
Streets. “You shouldn’t be out this late”
The boy complies, following me to my car.
“Thanks for that…” The boys says,
A strange smile creeping on his lips.
I open the door for him and he gets in.
This is a very trusting boy for someone who
Was almost raped.

I get in the driver’s seat
And start the car.
Starting down the street.
“Where too?” I ask, looking over at
The strange smiling boy.
“Anywhere you want babe..” He says,
His pale hand reaching over
And resting his hand on
My thigh. “What the….”
I slam my foot on the brake,
The force making his head slam
Against the seat.

“Shit…Man! What the fuck?” He utters.
“Listen, I don’t know what you think this is..
I was just tryna help you…” I tell him,
My heart racing from everything that just
Happened.
“Your not….I thought...Shit shit shit!”

A horn beeps from behind us,
Making me realize I’m still in
The middle of the road.
I pull the car over,
Looking back over at the kid,
Who seems to be even more
Stressed then me.
He flings open the door,
And out the car,
Slamming it closed.

I sit there in complete shock,
Looking back to the boy is now
Too far away to see.
What the hell just happened?

Notes

Hey! Sorry for the short chapter! Its just really a prologue showing you wants to come ;3 Any way like I said, this is not going to be a light love story. There are many dark twisted things to come so stay tuned <3

-Phobias.