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WOWOWOW. So so so so sorry for the extremely late update. Like a billion months have gone by. Oops. : ( I've been so busy you don't even know. I'm going to save you the details but I turned a year older on October 7th, I had an awesome Halloween with a great friend of mine and celebrated Frank's birthday by running around, yelling, and going to dinner with some friends, I might be narcoleptic, my school counselor recomended a bunch or therapists for my parents, my brother is an idiot bum who can't do anything right in his life, and I LOVE RAY. She's my favorite ficwad-er and I get to see her this summer!! x D Totally. And for Ray, sorry I didn't send the last chapter to you, I hate myspace now for some reason. OOOOP. I'm going to stop typing. It's just silly. READ MAH STORY NAO. kthnxbai.







Finally the first day of summer camp came. I was so fucking scared that I could have thrown up and started crying. I had never felt that way about coming to summer camp until now. Was it because of Gerard? Did I really like him that fucking much that he was affecting how I felt about summer camp? Summer camp was a place that I went to forget about things, it was insane that someone I really never felt feelings before until now could make me feel this way. I fidgeted in the car as my mom drove me. We didn't speak much in the car because I was usually listening to music and sipping away at my coffee. It wasn't that we had nothing to talk about, but my mother was starting to annoy me. Since my parent's divorce, I was starting to like them both less and less. It wasn't like they were trying to get me on either of their sides, it was just. I never really knew the real them.
I stared out the window, trying to avoid thought of my parents when I noticed that we were starting to get close to my summer camp. We drove into the parking lot and a million thoughts were rushing through me head. I couldn't think straight. It was then that I noticed that not only was Gerard the reason I was so nervous, but I looked so different. What if no one recognized me? What if none of the other leaders remembered my name? My mother opened her side of the car before my own, and after a moment I realized that I had to get out too. I scooted my way over to the check in desk that sat outside of the rec. center on the side of the building. One of the leaders, Antoinette noticed me right away, she smiled slightly.
"Hi Frankie." She said, handing my mom the check in list.
It was then that I really noticed that I had become to old for Antoinette to favor me anymore. She was now the camp director this year because the old one left for some unknown reason, he was cool though. Antoinette asked how I had been doing over the school year, and I lied and told her that I was doing just fine. I asked her the same question and she gave me the same answer. As weird as it sounds, that was a crummy start to my day, knowing that my favorite camp leader would never see me the same because I was older now. I as more mature, or maybe to immature in the teenager kind of way. I hugged my mom goodbye and actually got a smile out of her, but that was it. I waved as I headed in between two of the rec. center buildings and down a flight of stairs underneath a little sky bridge. I walked to the bottom of the stairs, not prepared in the least to head into the summer camp doors I hadn't been through in almost a year. After a few seconds I finally gathered the guts to open the damn door.
Right as I walked in another camp leader walked around the corner, he recognized me too. Apparently I wasn't that hard to recognize even though I looked incredibly different. I had two-toned hair for gods sake! He smiled and waved as he walked,
"Hey Frank!" He said with a little too much enthusiasm.
"Hi." I said quietly and smiled as I walked by.
I headed into the game room, which was the new room where my summer camp was. The younger kids were in the room a bit down the hall, and the even younger kids were a litter farther than that. I opened the door, not knowing what to expect this year. About ten faces looked up when I walked in, only half of them smiling. Among these smiling faces was Conner.
"Heeey! What's up man!" Conner yelled as he ran up to me.
"Conner stop acting like it's been a long time, you saw me last week." I laughed as I put my arm around his shoulder.
"I know, but still man. It's the beginning of a new summer! I'm excited!" He told me, swinging me around and plopping me on the couch.
Right when we sat down I was faced with the abdomen of some person, I looked up to see Jessi standing in front of me, smiling down at me.
"Frankie!" She squealed.
"Jessi!" I squealed back.
I jumped up and hugged her. Damn. Jessi was almost the same height as me now, she was getting tall, not to mention rather "developed". I laughed with her as we sat back on the couch with Conner. Those two people would be there for me in such weird ways that summer, and I didn't even know it. I sat there, talking to them both, loving that I was welcomed back so warmly by everyone. It certainly seemed that that summer was going to be the greatest summer of my life, and in some ways it was. Conner was hilarious and made me laugh all the fucking time and never brought up issues that he knew bothered me. Jessi was hyper and also very very funny. She was random, but not like an annoying person who is constantly trying to be random. She was random at the right times. Other than that most of the other kids were loose friends of mine, but they also made my summer. My posse was becoming one of the most awesome posses ever.
In all the excitement of getting to talk to everyone I hadn't seen in so long, I never forgot about Gerard. Where was he? I pulled out my cell phone and texted him,
"Where are you?" I tried to keep it simple.
About fifteen minutes of agonizing suspense later he texted back.
"im only working half day today. ill be there around 1." He answered.
At least he wasn't one of those people who texted "today" like "2day". For some reason I decided not to reply. I didn't want to seem obsessed with him after all. I just sat there with my friend and chatted it up until they decided it was lunch time. As I sat there, looking into my backpack, I realized that I had totally forgotten a lunch. My eyes glanced up at Conner, who was watching me look for my lunch. He shook his head and closed his eyes for a second.
"You want to share my lunch?" He asked.
But I just shook my head, I needed to lose some weight anyways.
"No. It's cool. I had a big breakfast." I lied.
I hadn't even eaten breakfast that morning. He shrugged then started to walk out of the room, knowing I would follow of course. We walked down the long hallway, kids running back and forth in front of us, playing some kind of game. At the end of the hall was a door, the sunlight filtered from it like a window from heaven. But. It was just a sunny day. I knew Gerard didn't like sunny days, but then was immediately creeped out that I was thinking about Gerard so much. We walked out of the oh-so-angelic doors to the outside, and there awaited a playground, full of even more kids. It seemed like each year that there was just less and less kids my age to hang with. But I had my little group of friends, so it wasn't all bad. We turned to our right and started walking across the basketball courts and onto a hill by another parking lot for the rec. center. We sat on the grassy hill, watching over all the little kids. It was about twelve. It was almost time for Gerard to come. I think that even if I had brought my lunch I would be too nervous to eat it, or if I did I would throw it up a few minutes later.
I decided to lay down on the hill, stare up at the clouds, and wait for Gerard to get there. Today we were going to the swimming pool, but it wasn't exactly my thing to go swimming. I don't think swimming was Gerard's favorite either though, so if I got lonely when Conner was swimming I could just talk to him. Hopefully today would run smoothly. Even though I probably wasn't going to swim, I brought my swim stuff anyways. Now that I thought about it, I really, really hated swimming. Swimming was terrible. I didn't want Gerard to see me in a swimsuit! How terrible.
So as I lay on the hill contemplating my hate for swimming, I hadn't noticed Gerard walk up the hill and stand next to me, quiet as ever. Finally after a few minutes Gerard sat down next to me. I was startled at first and I sat up quickly, but upon looking to my side I just froze completely. Gerard, on the other hand, stared off cooly into the horizon, seemingly oblivious. After regaining myself I stuttered in attempt to say hello to him. He looked at me out of the corner of his eye, an impish smirk on his face.
"Hey." He said promptly.
"Uh-h. Hi, Gerard." I replied slowly.
Damn I looked like a fucking retard right then. He smiled at me before getting up and walking over to the other leaders that were behind me on the hill. I flopped back down onto the ground, a bit of dry dirt puffing up around me. At that moment I was very angry with myself. Angry with the fact that I had acted like such a retard in front of Gerard! God! My whole damn day I had spent worrying about what to say to him and when he finally got there I just fucking stuttered like an idiot.
All of a sudden I heard the leaders start calling everyone over. I stayed in my spot, knowing that they would understand that I had no desire to move. They started calling names to get on the bus that drove us to the swimming pool. I waited for my name which was a little way down the list, then raised one of my arms when they finally got to it. Conner ran up to me and loomed over me for a second,
"Come on man, we gotta get on the bus." He told me.
Now you have to understand, Conner's voice wasn't your average teenager's voice. It was so fucking loud that it sounded like he was shouting anytime he was even talking. Now when he was shouting? Well I had only heard him shouting once and it was at his older sister. And let me tell you, it wasn't that special. Sorry for hyping that up, I guess he just talks really loud.
So anyways Conner's sudden loud voice scared me and I sat straight up. Apparently this satisfied him because then he grabbed the collar of my shirt and drug me to the bus. I gave in and finally followed him, smacking his hand from my shirt. I glared at him and slung my backpack over my shoulder. My backpack was an old, tattered piece of shit that I'd had since 5th grade. It had been duct taped multiple times with different colors because of my lack of care. Even though it was tacky, I totally rocked that shit.
Upon stepping into the bus I saw Harold, the bus driver for our whole summer.
"Frankie!" He smiled happily.
See, Harold was my friend's bus driver at school, and every so often I would take the bus home with him. So Kevin saw me a few times during the year and most of the summer. We were pretty tight. I was pretty happy to see him again. I smiled and waved to him, walking to the back of the bus. Conner sat himself down in the bus seat next to me. Seeing that Conner now knew about the deal between Gerard and I, he insisted on giving me insanely suggestive looks whenever Gerard walked into the room. So of course when Gerard walked onto the bus Conner turned to me and raised his eyebrow a few times.
I just sighed and slid down into my seat and hid from the view of Gerard. I tried to hide, but I also tried to watch him at the same time. Instead of glancing around the bus for me, Gerard simply sat a few seats in front of me, not even caring if I was on the bus or not. Now I don't know if I was an insanely needly asshole pussy and needed attention 24/7 and Gerard was a normal guy, or if Gerard was just not interested or a dick and I was the normal guy. I tried my best to ignore it and listen to the music that came from the earbud that Conner jabbed into my ear.
We finally got to the pool and everyone filed off the bus and into the fucking hot sun. Conner and I shaded our eyes as it reflected just right off a window and into our eyes. Everyone made their way around the building and to the entrance of the outdoor pool. We all had to stand there while the leaders called roll, but I didn't mind because I got a nice view of Gerard standing under a tree, hiding from the sun like he usually did.
After we had headed into the pool I just sat under an umbrella near the rest of the summer camp. Conner agreed to sit with me for a while, but said that he was eventually going to swim.
"And god dammit, Frank, you're going to get in that pool." He told me demandingly.
I just glared up at him from my seat in the pool chair.
"No I'm not."
"Oh yes you are. I'll get you in that pool Frank."
I continued to glare at him then decided to lean back and close my eyes, hopefully getting Conner to go away. I hear him scoff then walk off to change into his swimsuit. After I was sure that he was gone I sat back up and stared out onto the pool's surface. Sometimes the sun would hit the ripples in the water just right and I would get a flash of blinding light in my eyes. After a few minutes and feeling like there was a paparazzi mob taking pictures of me, I decided to roll over onto my stomach and try to get some sleep.
I was rudely awakened by something large and wet on my back. I immediately flailed around and flung whatever it was off of me. I sat up to find that it was Conner, who had jumped into the pool then decided to come sit on me. I just glared at him more.
"Get in. Now." he commanded.
I shook my head quickly and scowled at him.
"At least tan a little or something!" He told me, motioning towards the sky, which I took as he was trying to tell me it was sunny.
I sighed heavily and sat all the way up, crossing my legs.
"Fine, fine. I might get in. Might." I told him.
Conner smiled widely and grabbed my arm, dragging my to the changing rooms with my backpack.
A few minutes later I was out in the open, in my swimsuit, letting the sun's rays hit me and turn my pretty pale skin tan. I glared at the back of Conner's head as I followed him back to the area where I had been sitting before. I flopped my backpack down by my chair, but not before noticing that Gerard had placed himself in the chair right next to mine. I quickly turned around to Conner and pretended not to see him. For a few seconds Conner didn't say anything, he just stared at me kind of funny.
I somehow ended up in the pool a few minutes later, holding onto the side and floating with Conner.
"Dude, Frankie." He glanced back up at Gerard for a second.
"What?" I asked sharply.
"Gerard was totally checking you out when you turned around up there." He looked a little shocked.
I stared at him funny. That was really out of character for Gerard.
"Are you sure? Are you sure he wasn't just staring off into space?" I asked.
"No, Frank, I'm sure. He was doing that thing where you like look someone up and down, you know?"
Conner was referring to like what you do when you size someone up, but you're pretty much just staring at their ass or boobs or something. It was funny because ever since Gerard I hadn't found myself incredibly attracted to any girls, including Jessi, who I thought I had a major crush on. It turned out that Jessi was now one of those people that you liked but then kind of got over but you still find yourself smiling like an idiot when someone mentions them.
So as much as I wanted to ignore the fact that Gerard was totally checking me out, I just couldn't. I was happy that Gerard really was physically attracted to me. Then I thought about my earlier thoughts and realized that he probably wasn't really showing affection for me because, you know, he was a camp leader. At that moment I think it all hit me. After living not even a full day being "involved" with a leader I realized that it was so wrong. But that just made it hotter.
After about half an hour I got out of the pool, already sick of it. I jumped out of the pool with Conner and I covered myself in my blanket. I dried myself off then decided to lay down. There was only one problem, Gerard was still sitting in the chair next to mine. Now as much as I wanted to sit there, I was just so scared that he didn't want me to. After about fucking ten minutes of thinking about it I decided to finally just sit the fuck down.
At first I kept my towel on, then decided that I wanted to take it off. I felt so fucking self conscious right then. I really wanted to take my towel off because it was still wet but it was cold, and it was only making me colder. Then I had an idea. What if by laying out right next to Gerard it would make him want me more? Why do I act like a fucking 12 year old girl all the time?! So after another ten minutes of debating I finally got myself to take my towel off and lay down on the fucking chair.
It was one of those uncomfortable rubbery chairs with the bands of white and blue that sometimes if you sat on them right you would fall through. I was fucking hoping to god that I didn't make a fool of myself and fall through the chair. I laid down carefully, Gerard acting oblivious as usual. Or at least, if he wasn't oblivious to me, I couldn't see it through his dark sunglasses. I pretended to close my eyes, maybe act like I was sleeping or something, in hopes that there wouldn't be much dialog between Gerard and I. I kept my eyes closed but turned my face towards Gerard in hopes that he would watch me while I sleep or something. I don't know. I think I've lost my mind.
Conner positioned himself in the chair on the other side of me, obviously trying to "let me sleep". Conner was someone who understood my weirdness, so he didn't bother when he noticed me pretend sleeping. After all, we had spent so much time together that it was obvious to him when I was sleeping and when I was just closing my eyes to avoid things. Because of how well Conner knew me, he saved my ass multiple times. I don't think I'll ever be able to repay him for it all though.
In the midst of my thoughts I felt something fucking freezing on my back. I gasped and shot open my eyes to Gerard leaning over me, his soda still in his hand but resting on my back. I quickly sat up and glared at him with a flirty look(I hadn't done that on purpose just so you know). He smiled like a brat then brought his soda back to his mouth and took a small sip. I reached for his soda, but he pulled it away, returning a flirtatious look. Damn us teenagers.
"I think I deserve a drink of that." I told him, trying to grab for it again.
He yanked it away quickly but smoothly, as not to spill it.
"I don't think so." He replied, taking another sip.
I looked up at him with a pouty look.
"Come on, you gotta be nice to the little campers, Gerard."
Now I was having fun with this. It was fun to tease him with our situation, but discreetly. He smirked at me before giving in and letting me have some. Before I took a sip I looked at him out of the corner of my eye. I smirked before taking a long drink of his soda. I handed it back to him slowly, smiling before I laid back down and actually took a nap.
I woke up to Conner tapping my head.
"Wake up asshole. It's time to go." He nagged.
"Watch your language Conner." A leader said as they walked by.
Conner mumble something under his breath at the leader then proceeded in pulling me out of the chair and shoving my backpack in my arms. I walked to the bus in nothing but my swim shorts, but then again a lot of the kids did so it didn't matter that much. When we got back to the rec. center Gerard followed the younger kids back into the room that he worked in, and I stayed in the room with my age group(the game room). Everyone had something to do in that room except me. Some of the kids were drawing, some of them were playing pool, some were playing computer games, but me? I was just sitting on the Cranky Cot.
Now you're probably asking yourself what the Cranky Cot is, right? Well, if you didn't figure it out, it's a camping cot that little kids sat on when they were, you know, cranky. Behind it was a piece of paper that they told the kids to write on why they were cranky. But seeing as none of the older kids were really ever "cranky" and "misbehaved" there was no use for it. Well, except for Conner and I to sit on. for the rest of that summer the Cranky Cot would be our regular spot when we were in the room. Not only was it our spot, but it was a good place to write inside jokes to laugh at later.
That day we played dodgeball, then hung out outside, during which I stayed in the shade at a picnic table. I couldn't think about anything else besides Gerard though. Tomorrow we were going on a camping trip, but Gerard's camp wasn't going because the smaller kids were doing something else. Even though I was angry about the fact that Gerard wasn't camping with us, I still got to see him on Thursday when we came back. His camp was taking a trip to the lake by our campsites, so everyone was meeting up there.
So the next day came, and I had all of my stuff with me when I arrived. We were told to leave it up buy the check in table at the top of the stairs. Sometimes I would shake for no reason, or maybe there was a reason and I was just oblivious. I wasn't cold, and I wasn't scared, but I shook. My teeth would chatter sometimes or my torso would have weird shaking fits, same with my hands. This was one of those times when I was just... shaking. A lot.
Conner and I arrived around the same time, and we were both informed that Antoinette wasn't there yet, so we had to go to the other room(Gerard's room as I now called it). We walked in and gathered in one of our little groups. We all kind of stood in a circle of about five people, just catching up and talking about our lives and stuff. That's when Matt walked over. As soon as he stepped his foot into our peaceful little circle all of the conversation stopped.
Everyone knew how much of a jackass he was, and most of them knew what had happened between us. He glanced around with an awkward smile.
"What's up gang?" He asked.
I couldn't believe that he walked up to us and tried to joke around like that. Did he completely forget everything that he had done to me? I stared at him, my mouth hanging open slightly.
"I'll kick you in the BALLS." I told him sharply.
His eyes widened and he stared at me for a second before scurrying away like a little puppy. I smirked to myself as Conner started laughing wildly. After that I was pretty proud of myself. That would be something that Conner and I would be talking about during the school year for sure. After catching up with my friends Conner and I sat down on the couches(which were actually seats from the van that they had taken out and set up along the edges of the room).
I couldn't resist pulling out my phone and texting Gerard.
"Where are you today Mr. Gerard?" I asked him formally.
He replied a few minutes later.
":) im already here im just upstairs." He replied.
"Do you plan on wishing me farewell?" Now I have to admit, I was trying to flirt.
"of course i do. ill be there in 2 secs."
So I waited patiently for him to come into the room and say goodbye, although I was wishing that I was getting more of a goodbye than that. All of a sudden I got a text from Gerard.
"come to the bathroom for a sec."
Of course I couldn't deny. I quickly told one of the leaders that I was going to the bathroom and started walking. I think that I walked slower than usual because I was so scared, or maybe I was having a case of retardation, I didn't know. Just as I walked in one of the younger kids came out of one of the stalls and began washing his hands. Seeing as I had already taken a piss that day I wasn't going to waste time pretending I needed to. Gerard waited as well, both of us awkwardly standing there waiting for the kid to leave.
As soon as the kid left Gerard walked over to me. This was the first time I had seen Gerard nervous.
"So, goodbye Frank." He told me, glancing around.
"Bye Gee. At least we get to hang together Friday, right?" I said happily.
He looked down at me and rolled his eyes a bit.
"But that's so far away, I've been waiting 9 months to see you Frankie! And besides, those damn little kids are going to keep me busy all Friday. I'm a leader remem-"
I interrupted.
"Please. Just... Don't remind me." He said looking down at the ground with a hurt look in my eyes.
"I-I'm sorry Frank. I know that it shouldn't matter. I just..." He stared down at me with a sad smile.
I looked back up into his beautiful hazel eyes, and all of a sudden he bent his face down to mine and caught my lips. Even though I wasn't expecting it I kissed back. Our lips only worked against each other a few times, but it was the best kiss I had ever received. When our kiss finally broke he just stared at me with a dumbstruck look. I don't think he expected the kiss either.
"Well, uhm, goodbye then." He said shyly.
Despite my nervousness I smiled up at him.
"Bye." I said before turning out the door.
The bust ride to the camp site was fun, we had lots of energy drinks and snacks and stuff, and Harold let us do pretty much whatever we wanted. Conner and I followed our usual routine on bus rides, listening to music, texting away, and sleeping. Sometimes people thought we were gay together because we usually ended up leaning on each other or... snuggling. But honestly it wasn't like that. Jessi hung out with her best friend Dallas. Dallas was pretty cool, but I didn't know him that much. Despite the fact that I was always thinking about Gerard I still flirted with Jessi. She sat on my lap a lot and sometimes we'd fall asleep together, but like I said, I didn't like her like that. Conner wold give me funny looks every time something went on between Jessi and I, but I ignored him.
One of the times that Jessi was sitting in my lap I had my hands around her stomach and we were lying across a bus seat. Conner was sitting with some other people we knew while Jessi slept on me. I couldn't help myself and my hands slowly slid down to her waist, running on the band of exposed skin above her pants. She twisted slightly in her sleep, her mouth getting dangerously close to mine. I inhaled deeply and decided it was best if I went to sleep instead. Mostly because I started thinking about Gerard.
When I woke up we had stopped at a rest stop for lunch. Again, I didn't bring my lunch. The only thing I brought along on that trip was a bottle full of painkillers that I had mixed from almost empty bottles. I told Conner I was going to go to the bathroom then walked off to take my pills. I kept thinking about Gerard, even when I was sleeping. So I figured if I took some pills I'd just be knocked out for the remainder of the trip. I walked into one of the spider infested bathroom stalls and pulled out the bottle. Right before I opened the child-proof lid my phone vibrated in my pocket. I set the bottle down on the toilet paper holder and yanked out my phone. Much to my surprise it was Gerard.
"hey frank. hows the trip?" I was happy that he was checking on me.
The problem was that he reminded me that I said that I was going to stop this. I sighed and began typing.
"Gerard. I need you here to help me." I closed the phone in my palm and slammed my head against the bathroom stall. I slid down onto the filthy ground and ran my fingers through my bangs. I waited for his reply.
"frankie whats wrong? what happened?" His spelling and punctuation were definitely improving.
I tried to keep my tears from running down my cheeks.
"I have to stop. But I can't unless you help me." I replied.
I felt so stupid for needing help. I created this problem and I should be able to fucking fix it. I didn't even know if Gerard was really serious about all of this and I was asking him to help me stop an addiction like this. I slammed my head against the stall again, in hopes that it would knock some sense into me or something. Finally Gerard replied.
"please frank. while im not there you have to promise me. you wont take anything. please."
The tears started falling down my cheeks finally. I quickly wiped them away before sending a quick reply to Gee. I promised him. Over fucking texts! I tried telling myself that it meant something, but I knew better than that. I knew that I really wanted him to be here to fucking smack me instead of just texting me. It wasn't fair. I ended up taking some pills anyways, but not as many as I had planned in the first place.
We arrived at the camp ground after a few more hours on the bus. This time I forced Conner to sit next to me to avoid Jessi sitting on my lap. After unpacking and setting up our tents it was time for dinner. The leaders had cooked us a nice campy meal, but I only ate the vegetables. I really wasn't hungry. Antoinette walked by and observed the fact that I had barely anything on my plate.
"So do you like, not eat anymore?" She asked, a condescending look in her face.
"N-no, I eat. I just don't really feel good right now." I replied shyly.
She just shook her head and walked away. Not only did she seem annoyed with me but she seemed annoyed with all the other teenagers too. It made me fucking sad. Conner and I talked with all of our friends over dinner, the whole time I texted Gerard in casual conversation.
After dinner we had to brush our teeth and start to "wind down" as the leaders referred to it. Conner and I walked to the bathroom before we went to bed.
"So, you been texting Gerard?" Conner asked as he brushed his teeth.
I laughed a little bit as I rinsed my toothbrush in the sink.
"Yeah, I have been." I told him, tapping my toothbrush on the edge of the sink.
We both joked around about it a little before Conner told me he was heading back to our tent. I washed my face and wet my hair a little bit before walking out of the bathroom. Just as I started walking out Matt starting walking in. Or at least I thought he was walking in. He ended up walking up to me instead. I looked up at him with a glare and attempted to walk by. Instead he grabbed my shoulder and started pushing me against the wall. Matt should've learned that he can never keep me cornered.
His body started pushing me into the corner so I could barely move. His hands started to wander around my hips, just like nothing ever happened since we were together. I turned my head and put my arms up, trying to twist him off of me. He shoved his whole weight into me, jamming my small body against the cold walls. I hit my head and my knees felt like they buckled. I started slipping down when all of a sudden Matt grabbed my neck.
He picked me up to eye level, starting to strangle me.
"You fucking little prude prick." He spat at me.
I starting trying to call for help, but his hand stopped me from making any noise except for hideous choking noises. My hands tried pulling his hand off, but to no avail. His mouth got dangerously close to mine.
"You think you're so much better than me, don't you?"
He ran his tongue against my bottom lip, flicking my lip ring. That was the final straw. With all the strength I had in my little fist, I pulled it back and jabbed him below the sternum. His hand immediately dropped my throat, my body falling limp onto the ground. Before I could see what was happening I made a mad dash back to my tent. I tried to wipe the tears from my face as I ran, hoping that no one would hear me run. I unzipped the tent and thrashed around in my sleeping bag, trying to settle myself in. Conner woke up suddenly and twisted around in his sleeping bag.
"Woah, woah, woah man. What the fuck just happened?" He asked, sitting up and rubbing his head.
I just shook my head and wiped the silent tears from my cheeks. Conner's lady like hand patted me on the back. Even when he didn't know what was wrong he always knew how to comfort me. He really was a genious. I pulled out my phone and quickly texted Gerard.
"Matt's a dick, Gee." I complained to him.
After a while he replied.
"i know frankie. and what happened?"
"I don't really know. He cornered me and tried to strangle me or kiss me or something. He needs to leave me alone" I told him.
I was still confused myself as to what had happened. Matt was a dick, but I should've known that he wasn't someone to be fucked with. For some reason I knew that this wasn't the last I was going to get from him too. Gerard and I talked about Matt for a while before I went to sleep. He told me that since he was a leader he would get him in trouble once they were back to camp, not only because what he did to me, but because he was playing around with some of the girls at my camp. Now that might sound a little wrong, for someone like Gerard to be getting Matt in trouble when he was kinda playing around with me. But hey, I wanted Matt to leave me the fuck alone. I never wanted his hands on me ever fucking again. Ever.










Thought you deserved a long chapter(well long for the chapters I put out). : ) Hope you all had a happy Winter Solstice! : DDDD Please review and all that good shit!

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Finch