Headfirst For Recovery

Old Scars And New Cuts

****Trigger Warning****

Frank's POV:

"Hey Iero, have you been avoiding me" Nick jeers at me.

"N-no."

"What's wrong Iero? Are you scared? I'm not gonna hurt you...that much."

I stand up pushed against the back wall of the school as Nick and his friends repeatedly punch and kick my entire body. One of Nick's friends punches me in the stomach and I double over.

"Awww did that hurt? Well maybe we wouldn't have to do this everyday if u weren't a fag, but you are and God hates fags."

Nick orders his friends to hold me up while he punches me in the face. My lips cracked and bleeding, and now my nose is bleeding too.

"All right Nick let's go, you beat him pretty bad."

"Yeah I guess you're right Chase. Let's go. Bye Iero, let's have fun like this again tomorrow."

I fall to the ground as soon as they let me go, and they walk away laughing. This is a typical school day in the pathetic life of Frank Iero. You would think shit like this like this didn't happen in a Catholic school right? But when you're me it does.Being the only gay boy in a Catholic school doesn't help either. I get beat up because I'm gay, and because I'm gay the nuns and priests let me get beat up.

I sit on the floor for a while to regain my strength. I put my books back in my backpack and prepare myself to get up. I hold on to the wall for support and struggle to my feet. I wince at the new and old bruises as I put my backpack over my shoulders. I reach down into my hi-top converse and pull out my Ipod. I plug in my headphones and start walking to the dreaded place I call home.

I put my I-pod on shuffle and and smile when I hear the infamous bassline to Longview. My life may be a miserable wreck but at least I can find some comfort in music. I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket and pull it out so see I have a text from my one and only friend Ray.

To: Frank

From: Ray

Hey dude how was school?

To: Ray

From: Frank

Shitty as always, hbu?

To: Frank

From: Ray

Alright. That sucks wanna come to my house and play video games to forget about it ?

I think about it. I really don't want to go home yet and I always have fun with Ray. What the hell? I deserve to have some fun right?

To: Ray

From: Frank

Ok sounds fun. But r ur parents home?

To: Frank

From: Ray

No, y?

To: Ray

From: Frank

U may have to clean up some blood...

To: Frank

From: Ray

That bad again huh? Whatever man just hurry up and get here.

To: Ray

From: Frank

Alright. Thanx man b there soon.

I turn down the street that leads me to Ray's house, and try to run but give up due to extreme pain. I walk down to his block and finally, up to his house. I pull out my headphones and stick my Ipod back in my converse. I knock on the door and wait for him to answer. He opens the door in like no time and looks at me with wide eyes.