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A sharp wind blew across my face, cutting me like a knife. My messy black hair flew backwards as I walked into the wind. I would have much preferred to be walking with the wind, but it was Friday and I just wanted to get home. Besides, it gave me the feeling of doing something different. I was going against the wind, and I was going against everyone else's instincts. My little brother Mikey had chosen to take the bus home to save himself the windy commute. He was probably sick of losing his hats. He was down to his last gray hat and he wanted to keep it for his remaining four years of high school. This however was my last year. All the more r

Chapter Fifteen. All the way to Frank’s house, I wheezed and panted until my chest ached. My legs only kept going from the knowledge that Frank needed me, and I wasn’t going to let him down this time. The moment I turned onto his street, I was met with the bright blue flashing lights of an ambulance parked outside his house. I stopped, taking stock of the scene in front of me, before slowly walking inside the open door, nervous about what I might find. Most of the lights were off, except for a few, and I caught a glimpse of something moving in the living room beside me. I peered around the doorway and spotted two paramedics knelt

Chapter Fourteen. No matter how hard I tried, Frank never got to hear what was going on inside my head, though I suspected he might have guessed already. I didn’t want to admit something so serious to him after only knowing him for four days, four brilliant days, but still, it was less than a week. What if I could never tell him? What if I never had the courage to? That thought crashed around my head and I was now verging on a panic attack, worrying that I’d scare him away or that I’d simply never be able to tell him. It scared the crap out of me to think that I might one day lose him because of my own insecurities. “Gee

Chapter Thirteen. The next few hours were horrible.  Frank had agreed to meet me after school so we could go do something together, alone, and I was on a major high. I couldn’t even sit still in class I was so excited. That wasn’t the horrible part, the horrible part was because it was torture…the waiting. I almost wanted to go and wait outside in the middle of class just in case I missed him after school. I knew I was being stupid though, I was just infatuated. The bell rang and I jumped up suddenly; running out of class was becoming a habit of mine, much to the annoyance of my teachers. I was practically the first kid to l

Gerard’s P.O.V I heard Mikey counting in his closet and hope he would stay like that for long enough. Then came the shouting and raging. To be honest I wasn’t really scared of the shrivelled, antagonised little man stood in front of me, I was scared of what he could do though. “USELESS” “O well I’m sorry, tell ya what I’ll go and pack.” “Hell no boy. I’m not having your freaky little brother go any more freaky then he already is.” Ok. That should not have been said. There was no need to bring Mikey into it. I was really getting angry now. “The only reason Mikey is so, freaky a

Gerard walked into the canteen by himself looking everywhere for Mikey and Ray. He was desperate to tell them about Frank. When he finally spotted them sat in a corner of the overcrowded canteen he noticed that Mikey had food slopped down his top, he also noticed that Mikey had been crying. He knew immediately what had happened and straight away started feeling guilty for being late and not being able to help his little brother, Gerard rushed over to them. “Mikey what happened?” Before Mikey could speak Ray jumped in and saved Mikey the embarrassment of more tears. “Some dork pushed Mikey’s food over him because he found

The alarm clock buzzed and carried on in that manner for about 5 minutes until an elognated hand reached out and turned it off. The lump, that was presumably the body that was attached to the hand stayed hunched in the fetus position until another figure bounded in. This taller figure shook the lump under the duvet roughly. "c'mon dude get up!" "Mikes go away. I don't feel to good!" "please Gee get up, if you don't you'll be late for school, you'll get into trouble and dad will get angry. and you know mum won't be any help." At this the figure named Gee rolled over and got up. He felt sick and hungover. Self inflicted he knew but it was

Chapter Twelve Much to my annoyance, I was held back after class by my Science teacher, apparently she’s ‘worried my grades are slipping’ after last year. I convinced her that it was just a temporary blip and that I wasn’t struggling. She seemed to buy it because she let me go right after that and I nearly tripped over a desk in my rush to leave. I pushed my way through the bustle of students in the cafeteria and looked around for Frank, thinking it was likely that Mikey had dragged him off to sit with him and his friends. I knew I was right when I found Mikey sat near the far wall, Frank was sat beside him, staring down