Multiple Me's *DISCONTINUED*

Frank's POV-

Gerard and I start to head to our next class, gym.
We don't need to go to our lockers to get anything so we just walk straight there.
Usually I let Anger out to do gym, one because he actually like gym, and two because everyone else hates gym including me.

"Gerard, I'm going to change to Anger now..." I say, as we are walking.
He looks slightly nervous, "okay...."
I smile, trying to lighten the mood, "nothing's going to happen, it will just be one minute me the next her"
He relaxes a bit after I say that, "how will I know whose who?"
I laugh a bit at that, "trust me, you'll know... Don't take anything he says to heart, he's a real bitch."
He smirks.

Hey!
Well you are!
And I own it!

I stop in my tracks, and Gerard stops with me, curiously watching.
I close my eyes, and slip into my mind.

Anger's POV-

And boom. I'm here.
I open my eyes, and see Gerard staring at me, widely.

I roll my eyes, "now I have to socialize do I?"
"So you're one of Frank's alters?" He asks, ignoring my sarcasm.
"Yep, I come out when Frank gets pissed or for gym" I say.
He nods, "why are you called 'Anger'?"

I'm tempted to say a sarcastic remark when Fiona interrupts.

Don't you dare think about it, Gerard is Frank's only friend so you better be nice.
I scoff, define nice.
Well, not being a bitch.
So my opposite?
Exactly

I roll my eyes, "because I forgot my real name"
He nods, knowing I'll probably slap him if he says anything else.

We arrived to gym, just on time.

"Ugh, I hate basketball!" Gerard whines, as the teacher gets us into two teams.

I smirk, I like any sport, because I like kicking peoples pathetic asses.
I run my hands through my hair, getting into position.
I notice how Gerard avoids the ball at all costs.
I smirk, evily, as an idea sparks.

I grab the ball from the wanker that's currently holding it, run over to Gerard as he's on my team and throw it to him.
He gives me an evil glare, and I give him a wicked smirk back.

Ha, sucked in, bitch!
Anger! Why did you do that? Frank complains.
Why not?

We continue the game for a while until some douchebag attempts to throw the ball to me, but it lands on my head.
Luckily, it didn't hurt much, but that stupid prick for lousy aiming!

Gerard shoots me a 'don't do anything to him' look, but I ignore it as well as ignoring the voices in my head trying to tell me to stop.
I charge at the douche, and punch him in the stomach.

"Why the fuck did you do that, huh?!" I sneered in his face, about to punch him again, but Gerard pulls me back.
"Ang- Frank, stop!" He changes as he realizes he's the only one that knows I'm not Frank.
"Get the fuck off me!" I shout at him, shrugging him off, but he has a death grip to my shoulders, pulling me back.

ANGER YOU FUCKING BITCH STOP! Frank cries.
WHY ARENT YOU LETTING ME TAKE OVER, CONTROL YOURSELF! Fiona yells.

It's too much, everyone yelling at me, telling me to stop and I just want to kill everyone.
"SHUT. THE. FUCK. UP!" I yell as loud as I can, making the whole class stare at me, and the teacher runs over to me.

Fuck this.
Fiona and Frank have seemed to retreat so I force Savior out, but instead the unknown alter takes over.

Unknown POV-

I take over the body.
The teacher comes over to me, "what the hell Mr Iero! Care to explain?" He says.

Lol, you wish motherfucker.

I turn around and sprint towards the road, seeing a car speeding, I got to stand in front of it, then I feel a pair of arms wrap around my waist and push me out.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" I exclaim, seeing Gerard.
"Anger is that you?" He demands.
"You wish, motherfucker." I say.
"Who are you?"

I smirk at that.

"That's for me to know, and for you to well... Dot dot dot"

GET THE FUCK OUT!!! Savior screams at me.

"Ugh, that stupid bitch is forcing himself out.... Bye for now" I farewell, letting the bitch take over.

Savior's POV-

I take over, despite how much I don't trust Gerard knowing our secret, but I'm for Frank and only Frank... I can't risk his body getting ruined.
I open my eyes, finding myself standing on the side of the road with Gerard.

"Fiona...?" Gerard asks.
"Savior..." I mutter.
"Are you okay?" He asks.
"Leave us alone...." I reply, turning around to deal with the teacher.

I run away from Gerard and to the teacher saying an excuse that I had an anxiety attack from getting hit in the head.

The teacher laid off with a simple detention tomorrow at lunch.
I had to sit out the rest of the lesson, which if was happy with.
Gerard would look at me every now and then, with a hurt and confused look.
I need to keep distance, he will end up hurting Frank. I can't let that happen.

Fiona? Are you here? I ask.
Yeah, Savior I need to talk to you.
Is anyone else there? Frank? Frankster? Anger?
They don't seem to be.
Go ask away.
Something really bad happened to Filler the other night, when Frank's dad came home.
How do you know?
Because when I took over, I was naked and had self harm scars that we're bleeding, and I had to throw up.
I don't think we got raped because it isn't sore down there....
It has something to do with the mouth, like maybe something we ate...?
I have a bad feeling about it.... Just try to forget about it remember, we are here for Frank, not the other way around.
Right, thanks Savior.
Yep.

I wonder what happened to Filler.... Or more importantly, who is this unknown alter?!

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