Song: How The Mighty Mock The Weak
Artist: Famous Last Words
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Gerard's P.O.V

Why did I do that?! I'm so stupid!

God nice going Gerard you just wrote down your number on his arm like a creep! Nice going just walking off too. I'm such an idiot!! Uuugggh. Well, it's not like he'll even use it anytime anyways. "Gerard?" I looked over at Mikey.

"Why do you look like you internally stabbing yourself?"

"Just thinking." I said.

"So Frank said you showed up in the middle of first period, care to share?" He asked. I thought for a minute.

"I just had to talk to the principle about something. Sorry if I worried you." I lied. That's something I'm good at. Of course I didn't lie about being sorry though.

"But you do it so often, one minute you'll be right beside me the next you'll be gone! Where the hell do yo-"

"Mikey. Shut up." I stopped him. He asked me that so much. I wish I could tell him. "Don't worry. I'm fine. I just have things to do before class sometimes."

He groaned in annoyance and continued walking. We walked the test of the way in silence.

As soon as Mikey opened the door I went to my room and sat down on my bed and huffed. I tried to pull of my shirt but winced. Oh, yeah I forgot about those. I slowly took off my shirt and threw it in the corner. I looked down at my torso.

Bert payed me another visit today. I didn't notice how much this hurt until just now. He was wearing two studded rings too.

There was a big bruise going from my rib to my hip.

And a lot more but that was the biggest one... And it hurt the most. There were also bleeding cuts from the rings.

I layed down in agony as I kept looking down at my stomach.

God I'm so weak, I can't even stick up for myself. I sighed and closed my eyes. I had just started to dose off when my phone buzzed.

I was surprised when I saw a text. I don't know... Nobody talks to me.

Mikey usually texts me because he says getting up or shouting is too much effort. He's pretty lazy. I unlocked my screen and was met with an unknown number.

'Hey, it's Frank.':)

I was confused for a moment but then remembered that I gave him my number.

'Wow. You actually was serious.' - G

'You thought I was joking?' - F

Duh!!

'I'm not exactly popular as you've seen.' - G

'Well at least you're talking to me. Yay! More than four words!' ;} - F

I kinda giggled at that. I'm not even going to lie.

'But it's not speaking.' - G

'Even so. Progress!' - F

What the hell is progress suppose to mean? Is he trying to get me to talk to him more?

Whateves.

'Can I ask you something??' - F

Why?!

'I guess... ' - G

'How come you were late to class, but Mikey says that you were righy beside him a few minutes prior??' - F

I sooo hate questions sometimes.

'I had to talk to the principle. Why?' - G

'No reason.' -F

'Yeah... I'm going to sleep now bye Frank.' - G

I set my phone down until I heard it buzz again. I'm a curious person, okay?

'Nooo! Come back! I just started talking to you!' - F

'Gerard!' - F

'-_-' - F

'Fine. But! I'm speaking to you tomorrow and you can't stop me! Bye!' ;]

Fuck balls.

Is it bad that I find him kind of adorable? No? Yes? No comment? Okay. I tossed my phone down as I layed back again and let sleep take over me.

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"Gerard, time for school get up!" I heard through my door followed by knocking.

"I'm up!"

I got up and slung the covers from over me. When did I even cover up? Whatever.

I got up and went over to my closet, grabbing a pair of black jeans and a random shirt. I looked at it out of curiosity though.

Oooh Alkaline Trio.

After I got ready I began my walk to school, putting in my ear buds and hitting shuffle on my phone. I looked down, kicking gravel as I walked. I don't know why I did it, but I do.  I could actually listen to my music before school since Mikey wasn't here today.

He had an appointment which means I can also walk home in silence.  It's not that I minded Mikey... I just wasn't a big talker in the mornings, and by the time school is over I'm exhausted.

I got to school and met up with Ray and Frank. "Where's Mikey?" Ray asked sounding confused. Probably because Mikey is always here.

"Dentist check up." I said, opening my locker and grabbing the books I needed for all my classes.

"Oh... Okay." He sounded disappointed which was New to me because Ray never showed when he was sad.

I've seen him with a cracked smile with tears rolling down his face. And he still tried to act okay.

Maybe I'll ask Mikey later. The bell rang for first period and Ray went opposite of Frank and I.

All of first period Frank and I just texted each other, we had nothing to do since there was a substitute today. But I never did anything in that class anyways.

We we're now in our 3rd class of the day and I was ready to just put a gun to my head.

I was also worried because I hadn't even caught a glimpse of Bert today.

We had ten minutes of class left, and I really just wanted to go home. I didn't have this period with Frank but lunch was next so I got that going for me.

Not that I ever really ate lunch but I just got to see my friends and brother.

So that's good.

The bell finally rang signalling lunch.

I put all my things in my bag and walked out of the classroom. I saw Frank and Ray ahead of me.

I was about to catch up with them when I felt a hand grab onto the back of my shirt.

I let out a sharp gasp of surprise as I was being pulled back.

Bert slammed me against the lockers and pinned me there.

"Hey faggot. How you doing?"

I didn't answer. Not that I ever did though.

"Listen, I saw you texting your little boyfriend in first hour today. He'd better stay clear of me, or I'll kick both your asses." He sneered.

How?! I didn't even see him in class! Maybe I should bring back my theory of him being a ghost. He let me go, punching me in the face on his way off.

Ow.

I huffed and kept walking towards the cafeteria holding my mouth. That fucker punches hard.

I walked into the lunch room and sat down with Ray and Frank at our usual table.

"Hey Gee, what took you so long?" Ray asked curiously.

"I just had to use the bathroom." I mumbled.

"Uh-huh. Did you hit the sinks on your way out?" He said skeptically.

I looked at him with furrowed eyebrows. "What?"

"Well your lip is bleeding." He stated.

I brought my hand up to my lip and sure enough there was blood. I rolled my eyes and got out my book and continued with what I was drawing last period.

I felt my phone buzz and retrieved it.

'What happened?' - F

I looked up to see Frank causally eating his school lunch pretending to not even notice I was there.

Bert happened.

But I wouldn't tell him that.

'Was it Bert? Did he do that to your face?' - F

Great. I guess it was when he saw Bert picking on me his first day.

I shot a quick text back, saying no and assuring him that that it was fine.

I put my phone back into my pocket and ignored the fact that he was still texting me.

He eventually gave up and put his phone away.

Thank God. Well... If there was one.

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A/N: Just wanted to state that i know there are quite a few errors in my stories before anybody says somthing.  My brain isnt the greatest and i don't see alot of small errors i make.

Just wanted to go ahead and point that out! :)

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