Two Lonely Outcasts

Frank's POV-

I feel sorry for Gerard... in a way he's just like me. Bullied, and an outcast, except I'm too much of a pussy to cut myself and I don't want to get addicted to that shit.

I look at him and say, 'What do they say?'
'T-they tell me I'm fat, and worthless faggot emo...' He said, a few tears rolling down his cheek.

I wiped them away with my thumb. Fat? He's a bloody skeleton! He needs to eat more! Why the fuck would those idiots say that?!

'Don't listen to them, Gee...you should NEVER let them take the light behind your eyes... you know I get bullied too...' I mumbled, hoping he won't feel so alone.
'Really? why? you're perfect.' He mumbled, he realised what he said and looked down, blushing.

I blushed and pretended not to hear him to save his awkwardness.

'What did you say?' I asked him. He called me perfect. I tried so hard not to blush.

'Oh, I uhm said, Thank you so much for helping me... It means a lot, but I should get going...' He said.
'No, don't go. I want to be your friend and help you, can we hang out at recess?' I asked him.
'Sure, I would really like that, but... are you sure you want to hang out with me?' He asked, he seemed shocked that I would want to hang out with him.
'Yes I am 100 percent sure I want to hang out with you.' I said, and gave him a shy smile.

He smiled back and looked at his watch.

'There's no point in going back to class now, it's recess already.' He said.

I sighed in relief, I did not want to go back there...

'Come on..' I said and helped him get up. I half carried him over to the sink, to help him clean his scars.
'Okay, I'm going to wash your scars to clean them... okay?' I asked looking up at him.

He nodded, nervously.

I took his hand and he flinched slightly but let me. I turned on the tap on cold.
I scrunched up a bit of toilet paper and wet it and dabbed it lightly on his bleeding scars.

He flinched.

'oww' he whispered.

I stopped instantly.
'I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, but we have to finish cleaning you up.' I said.

I contnued washing his scars until only one big one was bleeding, and I bandaged it up with toilet paper and tied it to his arm. I pulled down his sleeves.

'There you go.' I smiled.

He looked at himself in the mirror and wiped his smudged eye makeup, and looked back at me.
'Thanks you so much, Frank.' He said, smiling at me.
'No problem.' I said smiling back.

I think I'm finally going to have a friend...
I walked back out of the toilets with Gerard, outside the bathroom was Macey waiting for me....

Notes

so cute :33 what will happen with Macey u-u