Frank's POV

Today I was going to the library and I saw you and your friends playing soccer. You know I never saw you as a sports type. You saw me and called me over, I went over there you told me how sorry you were and how you wanted to be together I told you I accepted. But yet I know something was wrong cause you always start meaningful conversations with a hi. I know to many that seems stupid, but I know you well, and I know you don't mean it. You leaned in for a kiss or what I thought was supposed to be one, so I leaned in as well and got punched in the face. You guys started laughing at me. You said, "see guys I told you this pathetic loser falls for anything." I tried to run away to go cry, but you grabbed my arm and threw me to the ground. You and your friends started punching and kicking me in my ribs. It hurt Gee not only physically but emotionally as well. I ran and told Ray. Ray told Mikey and Mikey punched you right in the face. I heard from his room, in which you knew I was in by the trail of blood, from my nose bleed. You ran up here and started punching me and I as always trying to get away, fell down the stairs. But yet you continued to punch me unconscious until Ray took you off of me. I knew I was in the hospital, I don't know how but I knew I was. As I was there it made me notice how nobody cares how you feel as long as you act like everyone else expects you to act. And I guess how I gave a shit about the break up unlike you. You saw me as pathetic and thought I needed lessons in how to be a 'man' which is something you'll never be no matter how perfect you are. I hate you so much for putting me through so much pain, but yet still love you with all my heart. I hate what my love makes me do. And I hate my weaknesses but it makes me who I am. And that is in your words a pansy.

Notes

I know my story sucks but its the first story I wrote and I actually liked a little. So Yup now have a wonderful day or night. Suck as many cocks you want and byes.