Touch Him Again, And I'll Kill You

I never thought I would be so relieved to see Gerard in my entire life.
I was lowered to my feet, and I pushed my locker shut before anyone got any ideas.
"Good, now if you want to avoid having me break your ugly fucking faces, I suggest you all get out of here." Gerard said, and Jeremy and his friends all began to walk away.
"Oh, and Jeremy?" Jeremy turned around at the sound of Gerard speaking to him.
"I do mean what I said. If I ever see you lay a hand on Frankie again, I'll rip your damn throat out without hesitation."
I had never seen Jeremy look so scared of someone.
Once they were gone, Gerard pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and lit one up, then he turned to me. I felt my heart race, and my cheeks heat up.
"Um, thank you, Gerard. You have no idea how much trauma you just saved me from."
He nodded and let smoke swirl around his mouth.
"Next time just try to stay out of trouble, yeah? Who knows what would've happened to you if I wasn't just around the corner taking a piss."
"I didn't know you cared about anyone but yourself." The words came out before I could stop them. His easy smile faltered a bit, and he threw his cigarette on the floor and crushed it with his foot.
"Shows what you know, huh Frankie?"
"I didn't mean that, Gerard-"
"No I think you did, but it doesn't really matter." His eyes looked sorrowful and I suddenly felt like a complete jerk for hurting the guy who wasn't supposed to feel anything.
"See you later, Frankie. Or maybe I won't." He said with a shrug as he walked down the hall. Once he was out of view, I immediately missed his presence.
I reluctantly walked to class, with nothing but Gerard Way and the way he could make me feel everything at once on my mind.

After class, I met Jamia at her locker. One look at me and she could tell something was wrong.
"Hey, what's got you down?"
"Gerard Way."
"Ah, but we have been over this topic many times."
"No Jamia, I said something really shitty to him."
She raised her eyebrows at me.
"You actually talked to him? What did you say?"
"I told him that he doesn't care about anyone but himself."
She just shrugged.
"What?" I asked her.
"It's not a shitty thing to say if it's true, Frank. Gerard is the most selfish person I've ever encountered. He doesn't give a shit about anyone or anything. Don't feel bad, Frank. He honestly does it to himself."
I suddenly felt very bad. Not for what I said, but for Gerard. He doesn't really have anyone and the people he does have are alcoholic rebels who live in a shitty house.
He's basically alone.
"Shit, Jamia. I think I really care about him."
She rolled her eyes at me.
"Frank, I'm your best friend and that's why I'm going to be honest with you. You barely know him. One small look into his personal life or even his past, and you would go running the opposite direction."
I let out a long sigh.
"I hate when you're right. Especially about things like this."
She gave me a sympathetic smile.

Gerard's p.o.v
I wasn't really shocked about what Frank had said about me.
I shrugged it off and made my way out of the school. I got into my car and started it up, beginning my small destination.
I arrived at the hospital and parked, then walked into the tall glass building. I went into the elevator and pressed floor 9.
The doors opened, and the receptionist smiled at me.
"Gerard, it's nice to see you again! He's been asking about you."
I grinned at her. "It's nice to see you too, Linda."
I walked past the desk and knocked on the large wooden door marked '955'.
A hoarse voice croaked "Come in."
I pushed the door open and smiled when I saw my younger brother watching a video on his phone. He looked up and his mouth tugged up into a big grin. "Gee!"
He stood up from the sterile white bed and slowly walked over to me, and threw his arms around my neck. I felt the bandages on his arm rub against my skin, and I suddenly felt sick.
"Hey, Mikes! I'm sorry I wasn't up here yesterday, I wasn't feeling too good."
He looked down at his socked feet and shrugged. "It's okay, Gee. You don't have to come up here everyday. It's not your fault for what happened. You don't owe me anything. I did this to myself. Don't feel bad." He had tears streaming from his eyes.
"Mikey, it's not your fault either. Sometimes we just get really really depressed and we don't know what else to do. So don't you dare blame yourself, okay? I love you so much."
I pulled him into another hug.
"Mom and dad still haven't come to see me. I think they're embarrassed."
"Look, Mikes. As soon as you're 18 you're coming to live with me. Im sorry I left you there."
He shook his head at me. "No, Gee. It wasn't your fault. You had no choice. They made you leave. You didn't abandon me because as far as I'm concerned, you're here and they're not." I glanced down at my feet. "But the fact is, Mikey, that you're here."
He shook his head at me. "Let's talk about something positive, yeah? Tell me about your day." He smiled at me.
I felt my cheeks heat up. "Well.. I met this boy.."

Notes

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