Distractions that go BANG
How the fuck could I sleep in? The very day I'd be seeing my Frankie! Mind you throwing stuff at Mikey has always been fun. I could probably get away with doing it to dad but he is on a business trip. But I can't get away with it when I do it to mum that's for sure! And I forget how strong she is – covers thrown off, grabbed by the ankles and dragged out of bed. Then more unless shoved into the shower still clothed, and for the sheer fun of it, mum made sure it was a cold shower. But I'm here at school after downing a coffee and shoving some toast down my throat. Maths was the worst lesson but Frankie would soon be here in maths. I watched as people came into the class and took their seats, shooting me a look, to which I ignored them. The teacher walked in. No sign of Frankie. Mikey had told me that Frankie was in – maybe he got held behind in biology. I looked round and saw at least two other seats that were empty; Shayne and his fuck-ugly friend Ed. A pool of worry rose up into my stomach as the teacher began the lesson. I watched the clock and three minutes later, the door opened. My hopes deflated as soon as they had lifted. Shayne and Ed walked in
"You're late boys."
"Sorry miss, make it up to you later." Kiss-ass, no doubt as well as doing cheerleaders over, Shayne has his way with teachers too. Fucking sick. He gave me a smirk and he observed me closely as he sat down. The teacher ignored his remark and carried on teaching. Fuck, now I was worried. I tried to focus on the lesson as the teacher spoke about fractions. A paper ball hit me and sure enough as I took it, I looked over to see both Shayne and Ed staring at me. I smoothed out the paper
Your fucking emo fag is great fun to play with
My heart dropped. The writing was messy. I looked back at Shayne and Ed, sick evil smiles playing on their faces. Now I did feel sick and worried. I shoved my things into my bag
"Miss, I don't feel so good," I spoke rather quickly. She took one look at me before nodding her head. I stood up grabbing my bag, hearing the muffled laughter from Shayne and Ed with eyes watching me as I left. I had to find Frankie. Fuck what was on the way from biology to maths? No way they'd go and drag him round the back of the school - they would have taken longer and it's in the opposite direction. Fuck, fuck, FUCK! Toilets. Boys toilets were nearby. I quickened my pace through the deserted corridor to the boys toilets. Please let him be in here. I stretched my hand out and pushed the door open and froze to the spot, eyes widening, heart pumping fast, colour draining from my skin and feeling weak at the knees as I stared inside.
Staying up most of the night to attempt to finish a maths problem hadn't been the best idea. Coffee hadn't worked either. I could feel my eyes becoming heavy as we sat in the stuffy chemistry lab. Holly nudged me and supressed her giggles, which turned into a funny kind of cough
"Are you sure you don't need to go get a drink of water Holly?" the teacher snapped
"No I'm sure, I'll be fine," Holly said in an innocent voice and coughed one last time
"Now, for today's experiment," the teacher continued. She bit her lip and looked at me trying not to laugh
"Sorry," I whispered
"Don't worry, I'll wake you up later." She let a quiet giggle escape as I felt myself blush. I sat up as I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket and Holly gave me a weird look. I pulled my phone out and Holly focused her attention to the front of the class
Fucking hell, help me! Boys toilets near maths and hurry! G
I frowned before putting my hand up
"Yes Mr Way?"
"I have to go to the bathroom." Holly looked at me. I felt nervous, not knowing what I was going to
"Be quick." I got up and left promptly. I glanced back at Holly who watched me leave, confusion spread across her face. I ran down the corridor and to where Gerard had told me to go. I reached the boys toilets, gasping for breath and decided to knock on the door before going in
"Gerard, it's me." I stepped in and looked round to see Gerard crouched down. I felt sick looking at what lay on the ground next to Gerard. Gerard's face was pale, his eyes wide full of worry. I guessed who the hell would do such a thing – Shayne
Frank lay in a heap on the floor. I got closer. The exposed areas of his body were marked, blood stained his hoodie, hands, face and the floor. His eyes were shut firmly. He appeared very pale and barely breathing. Gerard was at the point of tears. I dropped to my knees next to Frank. Flash backs of what happened to Gerard ran through my head
"We need to get him to the school nurse," I said quietly. Gerard nodded his head as he smoothed Frank's hair.
Great being left to do an experiment, by which if the wrong chemicals were put together it would cause a mini explosion – I needed Mikey to stop me from doing that. But he looked nervous and concerned when he left the room. Staring at the task that had been set, I shoved Mikey's stuff down onto his chair, guessing he hadn't gone to the toilet. I shoved my own stuff back into my bag and I looked round to see everyone else concentrating hard, while the teacher sat and typed something up onto the computer. I picked up a bottle, filled with some sort of chemical and nearly dropped it as I felt my phone go off
Holly, I beg you, you need to come to the boys bathroom by maths. M xx
I smirked. I couldn't help it. I text back a reply saying that I'd wake him up later with a winking smiley face. I placed my phone back in my pocket and no sooner had I picked up the bottle, I nearly dropped it again
I'm being serious – it's Frank. M xx
I paused for a moment and glanced round the room and then at the board, telling what chemicals not to mix. I hoisted my bag over my shoulder, shoved Mikey's stuff from the chair into his bag and had it by my feet. I picked up the two chemicals and mixed them quickly. Sure enough there was a small explosion, causing a series of screams and further explosions from different points in the room. Resisting the laughter, I grabbed Mikey's bag and darted out of the room, with a small plume of smoke following out the door. I ran as fast as I could until I reached the boys toilets. Mikey stood outside
"What's that smell?" Mikey said rather puzzled
"I'll explain later," I said as he handed me Frank's bag before he returned inside the toilets. I looked round and down the corridors before turning back round to the sound of the door opening. I nearly dropped the two bags I held as I stared at Frank
"Oh my god," I breathed. Frank's eyes were barely open. He looked barely alive
"School nurse," Mikey said. He seemed calm. Gerard looked like he would drop any minute. I walked ahead towards the school nurses office. How the fuck could anyone do this? Why would anyone do this? It isn't right, beating the crap out of someone all because you hate them for who they are
"Oi!" I spun around on the spot, to see Shayne with Ed and a few other jocks
"Holly," Gerard spoke. Without thinking, I took over from Gerard's place
"Keep going, I'll catch up," Gerard said running at Shayne. Mikey now had gone from a calm expression to looking petrified. We carried on walking, feeling Frank go limp, making it harder to support him while carrying three bags. We could hear the scuffling of feet, punches being thrown, swearing and then the shouting of a teacher as we reached the nurses office
Ears ringing, blinded by a light as I attempted to open my eyes. Hearing coming back, the sound of voices could be heard, whispering to one another. I was lying down. I wanted to sit up. Moving a sharp pain echoed through my whole body. Whimpering and my chest felt tight and a sharp stabbing pain ran through my chest as I breathed. A bright light shone in my eyes before muttering
"Frank," came a soft gentle voice. My eyes focused on Holly. Her eyes appeared red and shiny as she wrapped her arms gently around me. She smelt funny
"Don't you even think about thinking it's all your fault," she whispered. Tears pricked in my eyes as I felt hers run down onto my neck
"Gerard found you in the toilets, got Mikey to come and Mikey got me to come and help get you here."
"Where am I?" I had no idea as to where I was
"School nurses office, they called an ambulance." Holly's voice was breaking as she detached herself away from me. I saw a hand touch her shoulder and Mikey's face appear
"Where's Gerard?" Fuck my head was hurting. My vision was starting to go again
"I'm here." He came into view. What I could make out, he had a black eye
"What happened?" I asked as he sat on the edge of the bed. Mikey pulled Holly away
"Shayne showed up again, I decided to have ago at him, Shayne, Ed and the others, they got marched to the principal's office as the teacher saw me get slammed into the wall and get punched in the stomach." Tears ran down my face. I couldn't focus my eyes properly. He clutched hold of my hand as I felt myself starting to go again. Darkness taking over for a second time as he leaned down and kissed my cheek
I've never liked hospitals. Their strong smell of disinfectant. Mikey and Holly weren't allowed to come with me. Watching Frankie sleep in the hospital bed was ever so slightly relaxing. Knowing he was in safe hands. Being told in the ambulance repeatedly that he was going to be fine. He looked peaceful sleeping. He was beautiful to watch. I hated not being able to see is hollow point smile as I had wished but instead find him lying on the floor to the boys toilets, beaten and broken
"WHERE IS MY SON?!" came a scream from out in the ward. I knew that voice. I stood up as Frankie began to stir. Sure enough, Frank's mum was harassing a nurse. I walked up behind her and placed my hand on her shoulder. She turned round ready to shout
"He's in here." I walked her over to his room, where upon which she rushed in and fussed over Frankie. I smiled as I watched her, tears running down her face as she smoothed Frankie's hair and kissed his forehead
"Gerard." I turned round and saw my mum standing, looking at me. I ran over to her, stopping before hugging her
"Thank god you're ok, how is Frank?"
"Concussion, two broken fingers, cracked ribs, small internal bleeds and load of bruising, but he is on the mend, be here for a few days." I broke down in my mum's arms. She smoothed my hair as I let my tears fall. None of this would have happened if I hadn't over slept. It's all my fucking fault. I had failed Frankie. I hadn't been there for him
"Mikey is it at home and Holly is there comforting him. Dad is doing his best to get off his business trip. You're good for finding him Gerard, you really are." I just wish I had been with him to have stopped it from happening. I'm a failure
"Come on, I'll take you home."
"What of Shayne?" I asked suddenly. I wanted to know if the school would do anything
"Shayne and Ed have been suspended for two weeks, the others are put onto two months detention." Not enough – it wasn't enough. How could I be sure to be there if they struck again. What if it was Mikey next and I wasn't there for him? I felt sick, it's all my fucking fault and there is no changing the past. Frankie won't want to talk to me. Never again. I can't lose him
"Go and say goodbye." I didn't want to face Frankie, but walked into his room. His mum smiled
"I'm going home." She nodded her head before walking over and giving me a hug
"Thank you, to you, Mikey and Holly." I kissed Frankie on the cheek who gave a weak smile before walking out and letting my mum take me home.
"They'll be fine, Frank's mum will be with him and your mum has gone to get Gerard, they'll be home soon." I hate being on edge and tired at the same time, I really do. I'm such a worrier, I really am. But Holly was calming me a little
"I know, I just-"
"Worry too much," Holly cut across me. She kissed my cheek before cuddling into my side and smoothing my arm. I let out a shaky breath
"Just wish we had gone."
"Wouldn't have been enough room, but I agree."
"Just Gerard hates hospitals and the doctors, won't go near the place unless he is really ill." Holly giggled
"I remember, I was five, he was eight. He had a rash come up on his arm but point blank refused to go to the doctors. I remember he clung to the door frame, then to the car door, kicking and screaming. Finally got him in, dad restrained him. Got to the doctors, clung onto the door again, screaming at the top of his lungs, then clung tightly to the chair refusing to go in and see the doctor, so the doctor came out to him in the waiting room. It was only a heat rash. But he gets the idea that they're going to stick a needle into you every time you go." Holly laughed harder
"I see his point, they smell horrible and nurses will talk about you right in front of you and stare at you, it's very annoying." Sounds like she is speaking from experience
"Anyway, tell me how you got out of chemistry?" I remember Holly smelt funny when she arrived at the boys toilets. She giggled
"Well on the board it said don't mix this chemical with that chemical, thought hey great distraction, it set off a small explosion, I wasn't banking on a series of more explosions around the room from other tables, plume of smoke filled the room, god it was ghastly, but I got out."
"Such a dare devil."
"I know," she giggled. I hugged her closer to my side
"I don't want Frank to hurt himself when he gets out of hospital," Holly spoke suddenly. I looked down to see her smile had gone
"You know Gerard won't let him hurt himself." I was slightly worried about Gerard. I dread to think what kind of mood he will be in. Speak of the devil, mum's car pulled up outside
"We all won't let Frank hurt himself, we care about him too much." The front door opened and a very pale and tired looking Gerard walked in and went straight to the kitchen
"Would you like a lift home Holly?"
"No thank you Donna, Mikey said he'll walk me home." Mum smiled
"Such a good boy, I'm afraid I have to go back to work, but I will be home in a few hours." She turned on her heel and walked out
The aroma of coffee filled the room. Holly looked at me but I decided to wait for Gerard to walk back through. A minute later he walked back through with a mug in hand. But he didn't turn to come and sit down; he turned to go to his room
"Gerard?" He stopped for a second. I looked at Holly
"I don't want to be disturbed." He continued to walk. Fuck. I don't want a repeat of the past
"I don't want to be disturbed, leave me alone." A few seconds later his bedroom door slammed
"It happened before, come on, I'll walk you home." I stood up and Holly followed
"What do you mean, happened before?" she asked as she put her shoes and coat back on
"When our grandmother, Elena died." I kicked my shoes on quick and pulled my coat on. I grabbed my keys and phone and opened the door and stepped out with Holly
"It was like his whole world fell apart the day she died."
"A remarkable woman from what you told me before," Holly said taking hold of my hand as we walked down the sidewalk. I nodded my head
"He went quiet, wouldn't talk to anyone, not even me, no matter how hard I tried. I suffered a little, but Ray and Bob took me under their wings and then tried to talk Gerard around. He only finally started talking after his beating at our old school." Holly squeezed my hand
"I don't want it to happen again – Frank will need him."
"Try and talk to him, you never know." I nodded my head. I tried it last time; I really had, along with everyone else. We walked quietly the rest of the way. The cold nipped at my nose. Reaching Holly's house, we stopped
"He'll be fine, text me, or ring me, if you want someone to talk to. I'll see you tomorrow." She hugged me tightly and I took the moment to breathe in her scent. It was calming
"I love you Mikey." I pulled away smiling
"I love you too." I kissed her cold lips before cuddling her again. I watched as her father came out and she ran up to him and hugged him. He smiled and raised a hand at me. I waved back before walking back home. I dread to think what Gerard is doing. Holly is right, I need to talk to him – get through to him. He needs someone. In my head, I see that something picks at him. Sure, he is protective, strong and has a big heart, but something gets to him, when something happens to someone he loves. His emotions just go, he becomes negative. I wish he could see someone, but know he would refuse to go to that – say he doesn't need help. I reached the front door and opened it. I heard crashing around, which I could only know to be Gerard. I closed the door, kicked off my shoes and coat before going into the kitchen. The crashing and loud bangs soon fell silent and loud sobbing could be heard. I hated to go and speak to him. Giving up on the idea of making a coffee, I headed to the basement stairs and went down them slowly, hearing his sobbing loud and clear. I stood in front of his door and hesitated for a few seconds.
Here you go, second chapter of the night! I'm currently sat with an ice pack on my thumb, so I'm typing with one hand. My cat just scared me half to death and I have a headache. I really should go to bed!