My Brutal Romance
Chapter 4
[ Frank's POV ]
When I woke up, I was sitting against a locker. People were around me, trying to get answers out of me but I could only think about one thing.
Gerard is gone and so is that new guy. Where are they?
Pushing myself up, I ran towards the direction I felt like Gerard would go. I found the new guy leaving the boys room and my eyes widen.
Quickly, I pounce on him, my fist flying into his boney jaw. He let out a pathetic yelp, falling to the tile floor. I kick him in the throat, making sure to do it with enough force to hurt him but not enough force to hurt him badly.
''You fucked with the wrong person, you bastard.'' I snarl, jerking the meaty boy up and spitting in his face before hurrying into the bathroom, finding Gerard passed out in the floor.
''No, no, no! You can't pass out Pansy, come on. You're mine! I can only do this to you. You have to wakey wakey, Gerard. Wake up Pansy,'' I groan, shaking him by the shoulders.
His eyes widen and he starts moaning in pain, and I smile down at him.
''I told you to run, Pansy. I didn't say get your ass kicked. It isn't nice.'' I tell him, shaking my head before helping him up. I noticed just how much taller he was than me and wondered why he decided to never fight back. He had the supposid strength to pull a fight off, even with a morbid bastard like myself.
''Like what you see?'' Gerard coughs, his body trembling. He collapsed, clutching his ribs. I was going to demand he get up and shake it off but stopped because I saw that he was crying.
Usually, I wouldn't care, but then I remembered the sensations of feeling the cuts on his wrists, the slickness of the amount of blood that had been left behind.
I bully Gerard, sure, but I don't want him to kill himself, even if I say I do.
''Come here, Pansy.'' I say kneeling next to him, slowly wrapping my arms around him before helping him up, making sure he put most of his weight on me.
''W-why are you being s-so nice to me, Frank?'' Gerard asks as we pathetically wobbled down to the nurses office.
I wanted to tell him about the cuts, but felt like it wasn't my place so I shrug.
''You just lost someone close to you, Pansy. You have a free week of me being a doll to you.'' I pause before going on, opening the oak wood door that said NURSE in black letters across it. ''And, you are mine. No one else gets to do that to you.''
Gerard looked offended by my answer and I help him sit down before flagging the nurse out of her office, allowing her to look at Gerard's wounds.
''Does that mean you're going to make sure no one else beats me up?'' Gerard asks, eyebrows knitting together.
A chuckle escapes me lips, and I nod. ''Yeah. I told you Pansy, you are mine. No one elses. I claimed you since day one as my...'' the nurse gave me a confused look and I didn't feel like getting in trouble so I just end it with a wink before standing up.
''Wait!'' Gerard suddenly yelps. My blood ran cold for a moment, thinking the nurse hurt him but I saw he was jabbing a wobbly finger my way.
''Brock hit you too, Frank. You need to get checked out.'' Gerard says, his striking hazel eyes widening.
The nurse straightens up but I shake my head, putting a hand up.
''I like my battle wounds, Pansy. The remind me that I finally won something.'' I say with a chuckle, leaving the nurses office.
~*Time Laspe*~
''Frank!'' My mom hollars. I knit my eyebrows together before going into the kitchen, finding her talking to my father, her ex-husband.
''What is it, mom?'' I ask, confushion lacing my words.
She smiles, going to embrace me into a hug but I stop her, holding my hands up like I had done in the nurses office, but this time I was angry.
''Why is he here?'' I ask, teeth clenched together. Mom seemed confused, but none the less answers.
''We're together again, Frank. Why do you look so upset?''
Without a word, I storm out of the house, my body tingling.
How could she date him again?
How could she let him back into the house?
Tears threatened to spill as my last thought entered my mind.
How could she let a sexual predator in the house?
‹ Chapter 3 Chapter 5 ›
When I woke up, I was sitting against a locker. People were around me, trying to get answers out of me but I could only think about one thing.
Gerard is gone and so is that new guy. Where are they?
Pushing myself up, I ran towards the direction I felt like Gerard would go. I found the new guy leaving the boys room and my eyes widen.
Quickly, I pounce on him, my fist flying into his boney jaw. He let out a pathetic yelp, falling to the tile floor. I kick him in the throat, making sure to do it with enough force to hurt him but not enough force to hurt him badly.
''You fucked with the wrong person, you bastard.'' I snarl, jerking the meaty boy up and spitting in his face before hurrying into the bathroom, finding Gerard passed out in the floor.
''No, no, no! You can't pass out Pansy, come on. You're mine! I can only do this to you. You have to wakey wakey, Gerard. Wake up Pansy,'' I groan, shaking him by the shoulders.
His eyes widen and he starts moaning in pain, and I smile down at him.
''I told you to run, Pansy. I didn't say get your ass kicked. It isn't nice.'' I tell him, shaking my head before helping him up. I noticed just how much taller he was than me and wondered why he decided to never fight back. He had the supposid strength to pull a fight off, even with a morbid bastard like myself.
''Like what you see?'' Gerard coughs, his body trembling. He collapsed, clutching his ribs. I was going to demand he get up and shake it off but stopped because I saw that he was crying.
Usually, I wouldn't care, but then I remembered the sensations of feeling the cuts on his wrists, the slickness of the amount of blood that had been left behind.
I bully Gerard, sure, but I don't want him to kill himself, even if I say I do.
''Come here, Pansy.'' I say kneeling next to him, slowly wrapping my arms around him before helping him up, making sure he put most of his weight on me.
''W-why are you being s-so nice to me, Frank?'' Gerard asks as we pathetically wobbled down to the nurses office.
I wanted to tell him about the cuts, but felt like it wasn't my place so I shrug.
''You just lost someone close to you, Pansy. You have a free week of me being a doll to you.'' I pause before going on, opening the oak wood door that said NURSE in black letters across it. ''And, you are mine. No one else gets to do that to you.''
Gerard looked offended by my answer and I help him sit down before flagging the nurse out of her office, allowing her to look at Gerard's wounds.
''Does that mean you're going to make sure no one else beats me up?'' Gerard asks, eyebrows knitting together.
A chuckle escapes me lips, and I nod. ''Yeah. I told you Pansy, you are mine. No one elses. I claimed you since day one as my...'' the nurse gave me a confused look and I didn't feel like getting in trouble so I just end it with a wink before standing up.
''Wait!'' Gerard suddenly yelps. My blood ran cold for a moment, thinking the nurse hurt him but I saw he was jabbing a wobbly finger my way.
''Brock hit you too, Frank. You need to get checked out.'' Gerard says, his striking hazel eyes widening.
The nurse straightens up but I shake my head, putting a hand up.
''I like my battle wounds, Pansy. The remind me that I finally won something.'' I say with a chuckle, leaving the nurses office.
~*Time Laspe*~
''Frank!'' My mom hollars. I knit my eyebrows together before going into the kitchen, finding her talking to my father, her ex-husband.
''What is it, mom?'' I ask, confushion lacing my words.
She smiles, going to embrace me into a hug but I stop her, holding my hands up like I had done in the nurses office, but this time I was angry.
''Why is he here?'' I ask, teeth clenched together. Mom seemed confused, but none the less answers.
''We're together again, Frank. Why do you look so upset?''
Without a word, I storm out of the house, my body tingling.
How could she date him again?
How could she let him back into the house?
Tears threatened to spill as my last thought entered my mind.
How could she let a sexual predator in the house?
‹ Chapter 3 Chapter 5 ›
Notes
Yay for chapters. Which leaves me to add, I hate my chapters. People are like writing 4,000 word chapters and I barely hit 1,000.UGH. The irony of the fact if you combine eight of my chapters together I'd get my wish.
Anyway, moving on from my rant, I hope you enjoyed :D Oh and if I ever get the title number wrong its all Evil's fault!
Update pleez? :3
6/15/14