Touch Him Again, And I'll Kill You

"You're staring again."
I was pulled out of my dreamy state by Jamia's voice. I gave her a sideways glance and shrugged.
"Is that a bad thing?" I said before returning to where my eyes were previously planted. On Gerard.
"It is when it's obvious, Frank. He's going to figure out you like him if you keep looking at him like that."
"who knows? Maybe I want him to know I like him."
Jamia laughed at that.
"Frank if Gerard Way knew you had some gay crush on him, he would probably stab you or something."
I let out a long sigh before reluctantly looking away from him, knowing Jamia is probably right.
"Why does he have to be so.. hot?"
She rolled her eyes at me.
"Yeah well that hotness is probably used to mask some inner psycho. You know how he is Frank. He wouldn't take being stared at lightly. He broke that kid Bert's nose just for bumping him in the hall. People don't mess with him. That's why he has no friends. Well, except Lindsey but I'm pretty sure she's with that Jimmy kid."
"I know, I know. But I just really like to look at him. It's nice to dream, right?"
Just then, the bell rung. Jamia and I got up from our table in the cafeteria and slowly walked to my locker.
"Hey Frank, I've got to get to science early if I want a good lab partner so I'll see you after class, okay?"
I nodded and she walked off down the hall. I got to my locker as the halls were clearing. I pulled it open and put a few books inside. I heard footsteps down the hall and my heart picked up. I heard the bell ring again, signaling that I was late for class. The footsteps got closer. I looked over my shoulder and saw Jeremy and his friends walking toward me.
"Oh, look what we've got here boys! A little emo faggot who seems to be late to class. He even left his locker open! Perfect for stuffing him in." They all laughed and hollered.
I tried to close my locker, but they pried it out of my hands. I felt a pair of hands grab me from behind and I threw punches as fast as I could and in any direction, hoping my fist would collide with someone and I would be safe.
I was lifted up and I could see them moving me toward my locker. "Help! Someone help me!" I was terrified of small spaces and I was dreading being stuffed in there.
I tried to yell out again, but a fist collided with my face. I could taste blood in my mouth, but I kept fighting. No way was I going to be stuffed in there.
A loud click echoed threw the halls and everything went silent. I looked behind me and saw a switchblade against Jeremy's side. I looked up and saw that it was Gerard holding it.
He leaned in next to Jeremy's ear and said in a low growl "Touch him again, and I'll fucking kill you."

Notes

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