Gerard and I were walking down the hallways of school, hand in hand, and smiling like it was going out of style. Out of nowhere Gerard trips and falls. Drew stands behind him smirking.
"It's too bad the little bitch is my fiancé's best friend, or she would have joined you on the floor."
"Shut up dipshit!" I say through gritted teeth.
"Ohh, feisty!" Drew purrs.
"Don't talk about t girlfriend like that!" Gerard shouts.
"Shut up you emo freak! Why don't you just go home and take out that precious razor of yours! No one likes you. You have no point in being here!"
"I go to school here, so I do." Gerard says firmly.
"I meant here as in this life. As in, go kill yourself you piece of emo shit!" And with that Drew stalks off satisfied by Gerard's reaction.
"Gee...he's just being a dick, don't let him get to you."
"....no...he's right."
Gerard lets go of my hand and stalks off with his head down. I feel my fists clench as I stare after Drew. I shot daggers at him. If looks could kill I would have killed him a million times by now.
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Gerard's P.O.V

I took a walk to my locker that had papers glued to it. Messages from strangers telling me to die. They were right. I was and emo piece of shit who didn't belong. The only reason I was still here was for Vanya. She would get over me eventually. Almost as though I was never even real. At this point I had made up my mind.