And Then I Met My Teacher

“Good morning sunshine,” Gerard sang softly in my ear. I opened my eyes, my eyelids still heavy and he kissed my neck softly. I smiled and rolled over to face him, stretching my arms slowly.
"Cuddles?" he asked, holding out his arms. I blushed and nuzzled my face into his chest.
"I love you, Gee." I purred. He kissed the top of my head.
"I love you too, Frankie." I grinned. Hearing him use my nickname like that sent shivers down my spine.
“Alright, time to get up my love," he said softly. I rubbed my eyes and groaned into the pillow.
"Frank, get up or you're going to be late for school," he said in a sterner, slightly annoyed tone.
''But I don’t wanna,'' I whined, rolling over and closing my eyes.
''Get out of bed. Now,'' he snapped. I gulped and opened my eyes, nervously. I saw him exiting the room and I heard his footsteps going down the stairs. I knew I probably wouldn't have time to shower, so I just put on the clothes that Gerard had left for me; one of Mikey's band shirts and black skinny jeans. I ran to the bathroom and put on some eyeliner as fast as I could. Gerard was already in a shitty mood and I knew getting him late would only make the matter worse. I made my way to the kitchen downstairs in the hopes I’d be able to grab something to eat before school.

"Go sit in the car. I need to grab some papers, I’ll be out in a minute." Gerard said dryly without turning around to look at me. I felt a lump starting to clog the bag of my throat, but I tried to ignore it and went to sit in the car.

We got to school about half an hour later and did our little 'I get out first, Gerard gets out a few minutes later' thing. I hated that we had to do that. It was made me feel as though he was embarrassed to be with seen with me. Of course, I knew this wasn’t why we were doing this, but I couldn’t help myself from thinking it. I pushed the heavy doors of the main entrance and started walking towards my locker.
"Aye, Frank," a voice called from across the school hallway. I looked up and saw Avery waving at me from a corner where he was standing with the guys. I walked up to them, but James walked away as soon as he saw me. I felt the lump in my throat come back and my eyes started filling with tears. What did I do to make everyone so upset with me today? Was I just that genuinely horrible?
"Hey freak!" I heard calling from behind me. That god awful nasal voice was enough to push me over the edge. I felt a single tear stream down my cheek. I looked down, embarrassed, hoping no one would notice. I kept walking towards the guys be she caught up to me before I could reach them
"Are you crying?” she asked in a condescending tone. I didn’t answer. “Oh my god, you are! You're such a pussy when your little boyfriend’s not around to save your ass," she laughed, but stopped instantly. I looked at her though my eyelashes to see what had made her stop. Judging by the way she beamed, I knew he was there.
"Mr. Way!", she squealed flirtatiously. Bitch.
"You look amazing today,” she complimented, giggling. I curled my hands into fists and felt my face turning red. I heard him blurt out a response, before his eyes landed on me.
"Iero. Class. Now," he said sternly.
''What did I-''
''I said now!'' He snapped. I nodded and followed him silently through the halls. He opened the classroom door, but didn't hold it for me, which caused it to swing back and hit me in the face.
“Ow!”
''Close the door behind you,'' he commanded, not paying attention to me. I did as he said and looked at him confused.
''Why didn't you tell me?!'' He asked.
''Tell you what?''
''That she’s been bullying you!'' He answered, clearly upset.
''She's not 'bullying' me. She's just likes picking on me a little...''
''Everyday! To a point where you don't want to go to school anymore! You can call that whatever you want, I call that bullying.''
''I never liked school very much. No offense, but I just find it kinda boring. She's not the reason I don't like it.''
''Don't bullshit me.''
''I am not!'' I defended myself.
''You don't want to tell me the truth? Fine, but I can't help you,'' he snapped.
''I didn't ask for help,'' I retorted. He looked at me briefly and I could see in his gaze that I’d hurt him.
''I'll make you regret saying that.''
''Are you threatening me? What the fuck?! I get the fact that you're not a morning person, but fuck, Gerard! What's wrong with you, today?! I didn't do anything to you!'' I said, my voice breaking throughout the sentence. More tears had started streaming down my face, but I didn’t care anymore.
''Frank, I-'' he tried to reach to put his hand on my shoulder, but I moved away, avoiding his touch.
''Don't touch me.'' I snapped. I saw his bottom lip starting to quiver. He looked down for a few seconds and then looked back at me. I could see his eyes had gotten red and he was clearly holding back tears.
''I'm sorry...'' He whispered with in broken voice. I looked away.
''Everyone's always sorry, but being sorry doesn't take away the pain. It doesn't heal a broken heart and it doesn't make bruises disappear. It doesn't make ME feel better, it makes YOU feel better. Being sorry doesn’t change a damn thing Gerard''
''I don't know what to say...'' He mumbled. His voice was shaky and it sounded like it could break at any moment.
''You don't have to say anything.''
''I don't want to lose you...''
''Do you really believe in us, Gerard?''
''Of course I do, Frankie... Why are you even asking me that?'' he asked pathetically.
''Because, I'm not sure I do. Not anymore.''

Notes

OMG IM SO SORRY I DIDN'T UPDATE IN ALMOST A MONTH!!
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