But I Love You

It’s been a week since I got suspended, meaning I have to go back to school. I’m really pissed about going back because let’s face it, it was a vacation for me. I was never really punished, unless you want to call me and Gerard’s break a punishment, but it really isn’t to me. It’s more like a reward, knowing you’re going to be happy with the person you’re in love with in the end. Not a lot of people get that, so I feel special that I am. I don’t deserve it, but i’m not going to end everything just because I think like that. I probably do deserve it after all the shit I’ve been put through, but my brain and thoughts don’t allow me to think like that most of the time. They only let me think of the sad shit.
Gerard and I have been getting along really good, but we’ve slipped up a few times with holding hands or kisses on the cheeks. I’m not complaining about it though. We made it a thing that every night after dinner, Gerard and I go outside and play on his swing set because apparently we share a love for swings. The both of us has gotten to know a lot more about each other so far, like how Gerard is afraid of needles but loves tattoos. I might have to take that into consideration one day.
I did tell Bert how I don’t really want to hang out with him or anything anymore. He seemed angry, but held it in pretty good. I just hope that he doesn’t turn into one of those stalker stories you hear about on the news, although it would confirm his mental stability.
Did I mention that I should be paying attention to my history lesson right now? Haha, no, Fuck that.
I jump when I hear a really loud alarm go off. That oh so familiar one that I hate, because every time it goes off, I wish the fucking school would just burn to the ground, but of course with my luck, it never does. Do I even have an ounce of luck, at this point? I know it’s just a fire drill because I hear the teacher mumble “god fucking dammit, I forgot.” I giggle at that, making him look over at me.
“Iero, you didn’t hear me say that, now get in line!” He jokingly says strictly. That’s what I love about this school, yeah most of them are jerk-faces but the rest of them are so chill. It’s the old people that are jerks, but you can’t really say or do anything. They are probably just like that because they see us young adults and they want to be young again. Especially Mr. Jones.
I chuckle and get in line with the rest of the students. We all go down all the stairs, and walk outside to the school parking lot. I look around, seeing the fire truck parked near the school and all the students from my grade and the grades below me in there lines. All the teachers looked really stressed out, but I don’t blame them. Taking care of all these immature assholes is a very difficult job. The last class I see come outside is Gerard’s. Wow, I know he’s always late to things, but a fire drill? That man is unbelievable sometimes. He looks around to find a place where his students can stand, and he decides to put his class right next our line, even though they would be considered standing in the street because my class is at the end of the lot. I don’t understand his logic by that. It’s not like we can just hug each other in front of them, so what’s the point?
The teacher calls everyone’s names to see if we are all here and then we wait till we can go back inside. It was already near the end of the lesson so it must be next period right now which is just lunch. We either get a shorter lunch or our last lesson will be shorter than usual. I’m fine with either option, really. I see the beginning of my line start to walk in and I follow right behind, muttering a bye to Gerard on the way. When we get back up to the twelfth grade, we go back into the classes we were in before and listen to the principle start to talk over the announcer.
“You guys did a great job with the fire drill,” She begins, “For the twelfth graders, you will have a regular timed lunch and a shorter last period. Have a good rest of the day!” She says overly joyful. The teacher dismisses us and I go to my locker, putting my stuff in my locker and walking to the lunchroom. We are having hamburgers today and since I don’t eat meat, I just buy a bag of chips and go sit at my table. Usually Bob is here before me, but not today. I look around the lunchroom and see Gerard sitting two tables away from me, drawing something. I watch him for a little while, admiring his features. His tongue is sticking out a little, his hair is messy and his eyes are squinted. He notices my eyes are on him and he looks up at me and flashes me one of his breath taking smiles, making me melt on the inside. I smile back and he goes back to his drawing. I wonder what he’s drawing? He must be good because he did say he wanted to be an artist.
I finally see Bob come over to me and he looks kind of upset. He sits down and I give him a face of concern. “Hey.” I simply say.
“Hi.” Is all he says back and starts eating.
“Is something wrong?” I ask.
“I should be asking you that. Why don’t you talk to me anymore?” He sounds sad and upset. Fuck.
“Well I got suspended for a week. I should’ve called and told you. Sorry.” I say apologetically.
“Wait what? How did you get suspended?” Bob looks concerned.
“Bert McCracken and I tagged the side of the school one night. It was really just a weird situation.” I explain, bored with the subject.
Bob looked behind me and mumbled, “Speaking of Bert…” I turn around and see a body behind me. Looking up I meet eyes with Bert. His eyes are filled with anger and a feeling of evilness. I have a feeling of where this is going.
“Hello, Frank. Care if I take a seat?” Before I can respond, he sits down right next to me.
I look down at the table, focusing on the texture and detail of it. I feel a hand on my chin and my head being pulled in Bert’s direction, so my face is just inches away from his. I really hope Gerard doesn’t see this, or else he’ll think I lied to him about not being friends anymore.
He harshly pulls my hair closer to him, connecting our lips. He tastes like weed and alchohol, disgusting. I can feel everyone’s eyes on us, especially Gerard’s. I didn’t fucking consent to this! I start fighting him away, but it only makes his grip on my hair tighter. I raise my hand up and punch the side of his face, causing him to let go of me and hold his cheek which is where I hit him. He looks at me and the evil in his eyes grow. Before I know it, I am being pushed onto the table with Bert jumping on top of me. He starts punching me all over and then grabs me by the hair, banging my head down on the table over and over. I would fight back but I know i’m too weak, I just can’t. Everything starts to get blurry and I can feel blood coming out of my head. Soon, there is a familiar yell that comes closer and closer, then feeling Bert’s body finally come off of me. I start to black out and the last thing I feel is being picked up. I have a feeling I know who picked me up and where i’m going. I really don’t want to see that bitch of a nurse!

I wake up after who knows long and look around. Yep, i’m laying in the nurse's office. I start to remember all the events that happened earlier and the pain in my head and body hit me. I hold my head, groaning and sit up. The nurse looks over at me and smiles, only it’s not that old nurse I hate. It’s a young nurse with two pigtails and red lipstick. She’s actually really beautiful, and if I wasn’t gay, I might’ve actually had a crush on her.
She stands up, getting out an ice pack for my head and then hands it to me. “Hi Frank, I’m Ms. Ballato, the new nurse here.” She greets me. She seems genuinely cheery and happy. I like this new nurse!
“Hello...You seem way better than the other nurse. She was a bi-dummy…” I catch myself from swearing, making her giggle.
“Well thank you. Yes, I did hear she was a bitch.” Holy fuck she is the best nurse ever!
“So, Mr. Way brought you here. He stopped Bert from killing you, practically. He wanted me to tell him when you wake up so I’ll go email him right now.” She goes over to her computer and starts typing.
“How long was I asleep?” I ask.
“About an hour, not that long really. You can stay in here for the rest of the day if you would like.” She says while keeping her attention on the screen.
“Uh, can I go say thank you to him? I just want him to know how much it meant that he helped me.” I ask, making up an excuse that was actually pretty honest.
“Sure. He might have a class right now but I don’t know. Just come back after, all right?” She looks over at me and smiles. I nod, taking the ice pack off my head and setting it down on her desk. As I start to walk, the pain increases, but I just hold it in and walk faster to his room. I lightly knock on the door and open it, seeing a class of younger students and Gerard writing something on the board. He looks over at me and his whole face lights up.
“Mr. Iero! Go take a seat in the back and we can talk when i’m done, okay?” I nod and walk to the back of the room, taking a seat. I earn a few looks of what I think is disgust from some of the girls. I might have gotten a black eye and a bruised lip but oh well, i’m not here to pleasure them.
“Girls, as pretty as Frank might seem to you, the lesson is up here! Pay attention, I don’t want to be teaching this just as much as you don’t want to be learning this.” Gerard says strictly, but causing me to put my head down blushing because he practically just called me pretty in front of everyone.
The girls turn around and I sit there waiting patiently, watching Gerard teach. He looks really bored and unhappy with what he’s doing. It makes me feel so bad that his parents forced him into doing something he doesn’t want to do. But in just a few months, we are going to move away from Jersey and live our lives the way we want to. It’s worth sticking it out for these few months.
Once Gee get’s the students to start working on their class work, he motions for me to come outside with him. I follow him out the classroom so we are now in the hallway and the first thing he does is give me a gentle hug, making sure not to hurt me. After a little while we let go of each other and he gives me a sad smile.
“Are you okay, Frankie?” Gerard asks.
“Yeah… I’m just in a little pain, no big deal though.” I answer, making sure not to worry him more with my problems. Yes, i’m in so much fucking pain right now, but frankly, I’ve been getting what I think is too much attention for the past month and i’m not used to it.
He nods, convinced with what I said. “Well it looked like he hurt you pretty bad, but I know how brave you are. Now do you understand why I said to stay away from him? You might’ve thought it was just because I was jealous over him - which i’m not going to lie, I was - but it was because I know a troubled kid when I see one. I’ve been hanging around with kids all my life, really.”
“I’ve understood you for a while now, Gee. I’m sorry I didn’t listen. I promise to always listen to you for now on.” I give him half a smile.
“Okay, you also have to understand that me taking care of you comes before anything else. I might not be your legal guardian, but it’s not going to stop me from caring for you.” He says stern, making sure I am listening to what he’s saying.
“I understand….Oh by the way, the new nurse is AWESOME!” I say with enthusiasm.
“Ms. Ballato? I went to school with her, y’know.” He beams.
“Really? You guys do seem like you would be friends.”
“I lost my virginity to her...It’s also how I realized i’m a complete gay.” He says, making me laugh really hard. At least we both agree that she’s beautiful.
“Okay Mr. Way, no more of that story.” I say and he giggles. Just after, the bell rings signaling for the next class.
“Well, I have another class to teach now so you should just go and hang out with Ms. Ballato.” Gerard suggests.
“Alright. See you in a little while.” I smile at him and in return he smiles and nods. He walks back into his classroom and I go back down to the nurse. Once I return, I sit back down on the bed and she smiles at me. For the rest of the day, we just hang out and talk to each other. I could really see why Gerard and her were friends.

Notes

Hey guys! Hope you like the chapter. I just recently went to Franks concert and it was so great. I got to meet him and he is literally the nicest person I have ever met. And also, I think i'm going to be starting a new fic. I've had the idea of it for months now but i'm scared that i'll give up on this fic so idk. Encouragement helps tho *hint hint*

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