Risky And Complicated, Confused And New

I can't believe I just lunged at that Iero kid. I really wasn't thinking, he's gonna kill me after this.
I haven't been bullied in ages, I can't believe it's starting all over again. Can't a kid just be alone, happily and not be picked on for it?
After class, I walk out as fast as possible when I feel Frank, grab my arm and yank me outside. He presses me against the school wall and spits in my face before growling, "You shouldn't have done that to me Gerard, NOONE" his voice shakes abit as he says no one, "AND I MEAN NOONE! TOUCHES ME AND GETS AWAY WITH IT!!"
He pushes me onto the ground and kicks me in the stomach, "ahrgh" I moan, he kicks me again and grabs my hair then uses it to pull up my head so he can reach my neck, he wraps both of his hands around my neck and squeezes it, I start accepting death and think he's actually going to choke me until I die, just when I think I'm about to pass out, he stops and kneels down so our faces are level, "I'm going to be your worst nightmare, Way. And there's nothing you can do about it. I'll be in your mind at 2am haunting your thoughts like a ghost, not just any ghost, I'm a monster. I'll make you want to die sometimes, have fun with me, because your stuck with me." He punches me in the cheek before walking back into school.
I lay in disbelief in so much pain and start to crying.
"GERARD!!? GEEBEAR??" I hear a woman call, I think it's my Mum, who also the school nurse.
"Y..yy.ess Mum?" I whimper trying to hold back the tears.
"Oh my baby! What happened? I got worried when you didn't come and see me at break like you usually do! Are you okay?" She comes over a lifts me up.
"MUM PUT ME DOWN!" I yell "I told you not to do this in pubic!"
"Yes, but your hurt Gerard!"
"I don't care, put me down and I'm fine!"
"What happened though sweetie?"
"Uh, nothing I just fell, Im fine now."

*SCHOOL BELL*
"Look, Mum I gotta go to class now, catch you later bye!" I say running off to class and bursting into tears on the way after holding them in for too long, I run to the bathroom to cry where noone will see me.
I get my notebook out of my bag and start to draw some comics, it always cheers me up.
I draw Frank's gravestone and me stealing his flowers, as he doesn't deserve them.
I must admit though, I'm impressed with his creativity. What he said to me just then was so descriptive and intelligent, very well thought out, I wonder why.
Anyway, I'm feeling better I better get to English now.
I hop off the toilet seat and run to English.

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