Chapter 1

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Gerard's P.O.V

I gently stroked my pencil across my paper, suddenly, my pencil snapped at the tip.

I was upset today, I snapped the whole pencil in half and laid my head down on my desk and began to think about 'him'.

Thinking of him always brought a smile to my face..

The boy in my Language Arts Class.

His name is Frank Iero, I haven't built up the guts to ever talk to him even tho he sits right beside me in that class.

Suddenly, I was interrupted from my thoughts as I herd my name being yelled from downstairs.

"GERARD. GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE, NOW!"
I herd my dad yell, whatever it was, he didn't sound happy about it.

But then again, he's never happy.

I threw the snapped pencil in my trash can and got up from my desk.

I made my way over towards my door then I slowly walked down the hallway and down the stairs.

I walked into the kitchen and there he stood, he looked so intimidating.

"Y-yes?" My voice was barely audible.

"Did you break this?" He asked as he made a hand movement towards the vase.

It was moms flower vase..

I would never do such.

"The cat must have knocked it o-over.." I replied and looked down at my feet.

Suddenly, I felt a hit to the face as I stumbled into the counter.

I yelped.

"BOY! Don't you lie to me, I AM YOUR FATHER!" He screamed at me.

Then, I felt anger rage within me.

"YOU'RE NOT MY FUCKING FATHER! MY DAD NEVER WOULD HAVE HURT ME BEFORE MOM DIED! AND NOW I KNOW WHY SHE KILLED HERSELF, TO GET AWAY FROM YOU!" I spat in his face.

I realized what I just said. And I knew what was coming.

I felt my shoulders being grabbed as he began to push me towards the basement door.

I knew I would end up being down there for days, the school would call him but he'd just tell them that I was sick.

Suddenly, I got a huge adrenaline rush. I kneed him in the balls and took off running.

I threw the front door open and ran out, not even bothering to close the door.

It was pouring rain, but I didn't care.

I just wanted to get away from him.

I missed Mikey...

When my mom died, me and Mikey split, Mikey went to live with my grandmother and I had to stay with dad.

The only person I trust now is Ray.

Ray is the only friend I've had since Mikey left..

I knew Ray was on Vacation at the moment so I had no where to go.

I stopped running when I finally got to the park.

It was still pouring rain and I was drenched, my black hair falling in my eyes.

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