Gerard's POV:

Ugg. I fucking hate school. Being openly gay and having my sense of style isn't welcome. I get bullied by this kid named Frank's gang and it sucks ass. It sucks even more because my little brother is in Frank's gang so I get beaten at school and at home. Frank was the asshole leader of a mean school gang. He hated me and I gladly returned the favor, his gang was always set on hurting me. Ugg I hate this kid.

I get to the front gates of hell also known as school. Shit I know I'm going to have to run through the halls. I ran through the door and to my locker, grabbing my stuff then running to first period art. I love art and art class don't get me wrong but having a class where I have to sit beside the guy who wants to fucking murder me is hell. The thing is too that he sits right fucking beside me. He gets into class and sits down in the chair next to me then looks over to me glaring daggers. I run out of class and into the male washroom. I lock myself in a stall and hold my knees to my chest, I know for sure that later his gang will beat me up. I hear the door to the washroom open, a voice is mumbling something. It gets louder as it gets to the sinks. I cant see who it is, I just sit there and wait for now.

"Fuck! I dont want to have to act like an ass in front of him anymore. I want to be his friend, I want to see if he's okay. He looks so pained and injured. He hates me for sure I mean he runs whenever he sees me. I don't know what I did to him to make him hate me but I must have done something pretty fucking stupid. Fuck why must I have to act like suck an asshole! I want to see if he's okay, I want to know who or what hurt him so I can help him. I want him to know that for all those years that I was an ass to him..." He trails off and starts crying. I look out of the crack in the bathroom stall and cover my mouth before I can gasp. It's Frank, Frank is the one who's crying. Why though? Why is he crying? I should be the one crying, his gang is going to beat me. I have to go home.

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Frank's POV

Fuck why am I such an asshole? I want Gerard to feel okay. He is so innocent yet somebody is beating him and I want to protect him. I've had a crush on him ever since I saw him. He looked happy then but now he looks miserable. I don't want to be at school anymore. I just want to go home. So that's what I'll do.

I get home and pull out my laptop. I have one true friend, we've never met before but he talks to me and understands me. I think he's on. Why though? He has school today.

GuitarMan: Hey Shy, you on? I need someone to talk to.
ShyBoy: Hey, yeah I'm on. I need someone to talk to as well. You start first though.
GuitarMan: Thanks Shy. The thing is I feel like an asshole. I mean I want to become friends with someone but they hate me.
ShyBoy: Why do they hate you?
GuitarMan: Because I've had to act like an ass to them and now they hate me.
ShyBoy: Why did you have to act like an ass? You are such a nice person.
GuitarMan: Because my friends hate him.
ShyBoy: Then a) why do they hate him and b) why do you go along with it
GuitarMan: a) because he's gay and b) because I'm gay and if they find out they will kill both him and me. I don't want to see him hurt. Somebody has been hurting him and I dont know who.
ShyBoy: I'm sorry man. If you want to talk to him try to. Try to talk to him in a private space so that he knows you are a good person and that you care. He needs to know that you don't actually hate him.
GuitarMan: Thanks Shy. What about you? Why'd you skip?
ShyBoy: The gang at my school is always beating me up. I saw the leader today and at first he looked mad at me but then I saw him later and he had a look of sympathy on his face. I am not sure anymore that he is commanding his gang to go after me or that it's just his gang that hates me.
GuitarMan: I'm so sorry Shy, I wish I was there to help you.
ShyBoy: That's okay. I mean you talk to me through here and you are so nice. I don't know why anyone would hate you. Thanks so much man. Please talk to that kid tomorrow though. It sounds like he means a lot to you. By the way thanks for being my only friend.
GuitarMan: I will and yes he does. Thanks so much Shy and thanks for being my one true friend.

Notes

I know, I know. I'm writing three books at the same time but it a) gives me something to do and b) helps calm all my mental issues. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy!