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Franks POV:
I look up at Gerard and LynZ slightly scared. LynZ is screaming and trying to cover her self up with her shirt. She glares at Gerard, but Gerard is looking down at me laughing.
I wave at LynZ. She screams again and turns to Gerard.
"What the fuck!?" She screams for like the billionth time. I'm pretty sure the neighbors are calling to cops right now.
"What a lovely day it is today, your closet is extremely lovely, Gerard," I say laying on my stomach and prop my chin up with my hand. I wiggle my eye brows and he laughs.
"Why thank you, Sir Frank," He says and takes a bow. I can't help but laugh too. I glance over at LynZ and she looks pissed....that's an understatement.
She looks like the devil just pissed on her.
She looks like shes going to slap someone. But instead she breaks down in tears. I look at Gerard wide eyed and he looks at me.
She gathers her self and stands up straight,"Gerard, answer me honestly. I won't get mad. Just, tell me the truth," LynZ whispers and holds Gerard's hand.
"I'm just.... I don't really know.... I think I'm.. confused?" He says it like a question. I feel a pang of hurt in the pit of my stomach.
"Confused about what, boo?" LynZ says smiling sadly. Her nose has stopped bleeding and shes cleaning her face up with some tissues from her purse.
"Ummmm.... My sexuality. I just.... I don't love you like I loved you yesterday." (A/N: if you don't get the song reference here I'll have to kill you XOXO)
LynZ starts to cry again, "Whats that supposed to mean?"
"It means... I think I might... Like... guys. instead of girls," you remember how LynZ said she would't get mad... well that was total bullshit.
LynZ lunges toward Gerard screaming and she slaps him.
"You fucking faggot! I bet you and this guy," She motions to me on the floor," Have been.... getting it on, or whatever you... you... HOMO'S call it!"
She picks up her Bra and buttons up her shirt and storms out of the house and slams the door.
I look over at Gerard and he is sitting on his bed with his head in his hands.
I slowly walk to him and sit down and start running his back.
"Are you okay?" I ask softly. He looks up at me and he has tears streaming down his face. To my surprise he starts laughing.
"'m not O-fucking-kay," (A/N: another song reference sweeties) we both start laughing and he lays him head on my shoulders. I smile at him and he kisses my nose.
"I feel like I have known you forever," I lean down and kiss him forehead. He purrs in satisfaction and we just sit there.
"What do you think LynZ is going to do?" Gerard asks as he looks at me a little worried.
"She'll eventually get over it," I brush his hair back from his forehead and kiss it again.
LYN-Z'S POV:
Once I get home, still crying, I ignore my parents concerns. I just want to get to my room.
"Gerard hasn't bothered to ask why I wore a long sleeved shirt today, even though its summer."
I roll up my sleeve and look at some fresh cuts on my forearm. I take a deep breath and get my razor out from under my mattress and press it hard onto my porcine skin.
"He hasn't noticed how much skinnier I am. I purged for him."
One more cut.
"He doesn't love my. He never has."
I add another cut above the one I previously made. I get frustrated and just start slashing at my arm. Over and over again.
Then I hear foot steps coming towards my door. I frantically hide the razor back under my bed and roll my sleeve back down.
Blood soaks through so I quickly hide it under my duvet. When the door opens my mom smiles at me.
"Are you okay, sweetie? I heard you talking to someone?" She smiles a sympathetic smile, "Are you okay?"
I quickly whip away the smeared mascara with my other arm and put on a sweet smile.
"Every thing is perfectly okay,"
"Okay. Dinner will be ready in about 5 minutes," she smiles one of those plastic smiles that are just for show. She knows somethings up.
"It's fine..." I start to say but I can see the concerned look in her eyes, "Actually... Sure. Bring me up two servings," she smiles and real smile and walks down stairs.
Once she came back up she knocked on my door this time.
"Leave it at my door," I say flatly. She does then walks down stairs. I didn't want her seeing the bandage what I wrapped around my arm. She doesn't need to see this right now.
I bring the food into my room and quickly ate it all, making sure my body doesn't get any of it. Once I'm done I quickly run to my bathroom, stick my finger down into my throat and throw up everything that I just ate.
I made sure to place towels against the door frame to muffle the sound of my vomiting. Once I'm sure theirs nothing left I flush it all down and spray air freshener to mask the smell.
I take some Advil to ease the pain in my throat and lay down on my bed. I lift up my shirt and count my ribs and poke at my hip bone. I notice that my knees are thicker than my thighs and that my cheeks are hollow.
I smile to my self. It really emphasizes my cheek bones.
I undress and step on the scale in my bathroom. I currently weight 93 lbs and I'm 5 foot 6 in tall. I start to cry. Why can't I just be skinny. If I weighed 90 lbs I could feel like I was flying. Or even 85 lbs.
I started writing in my note book. My list of shit.
My list read-
Be beautiful
Get Gerard to love me
Keep wearing long sleeves
Get new razors
Don't talk to mom
I pick up my pen and slowly write-
Don't EAT!!
I hide my note book under my bed next to my razor.
I turn out my lights and slowly fall asleep.
Wishing I would never wake up.
A/N: Hey!! sorry for the late update! my computer broke!!!! D:
I felt the need to write in LynZ's pov here because it fit. Why not get a glimpse in the life of LynZ!? Well I hope you liked it!!! tell me what you think!!!!!!
I look up at Gerard and LynZ slightly scared. LynZ is screaming and trying to cover her self up with her shirt. She glares at Gerard, but Gerard is looking down at me laughing.
I wave at LynZ. She screams again and turns to Gerard.
"What the fuck!?" She screams for like the billionth time. I'm pretty sure the neighbors are calling to cops right now.
"What a lovely day it is today, your closet is extremely lovely, Gerard," I say laying on my stomach and prop my chin up with my hand. I wiggle my eye brows and he laughs.
"Why thank you, Sir Frank," He says and takes a bow. I can't help but laugh too. I glance over at LynZ and she looks pissed....that's an understatement.
She looks like the devil just pissed on her.
She looks like shes going to slap someone. But instead she breaks down in tears. I look at Gerard wide eyed and he looks at me.
She gathers her self and stands up straight,"Gerard, answer me honestly. I won't get mad. Just, tell me the truth," LynZ whispers and holds Gerard's hand.
"I'm just.... I don't really know.... I think I'm.. confused?" He says it like a question. I feel a pang of hurt in the pit of my stomach.
"Confused about what, boo?" LynZ says smiling sadly. Her nose has stopped bleeding and shes cleaning her face up with some tissues from her purse.
"Ummmm.... My sexuality. I just.... I don't love you like I loved you yesterday." (A/N: if you don't get the song reference here I'll have to kill you XOXO)
LynZ starts to cry again, "Whats that supposed to mean?"
"It means... I think I might... Like... guys. instead of girls," you remember how LynZ said she would't get mad... well that was total bullshit.
LynZ lunges toward Gerard screaming and she slaps him.
"You fucking faggot! I bet you and this guy," She motions to me on the floor," Have been.... getting it on, or whatever you... you... HOMO'S call it!"
She picks up her Bra and buttons up her shirt and storms out of the house and slams the door.
I look over at Gerard and he is sitting on his bed with his head in his hands.
I slowly walk to him and sit down and start running his back.
"Are you okay?" I ask softly. He looks up at me and he has tears streaming down his face. To my surprise he starts laughing.
"'m not O-fucking-kay," (A/N: another song reference sweeties) we both start laughing and he lays him head on my shoulders. I smile at him and he kisses my nose.
"I feel like I have known you forever," I lean down and kiss him forehead. He purrs in satisfaction and we just sit there.
"What do you think LynZ is going to do?" Gerard asks as he looks at me a little worried.
"She'll eventually get over it," I brush his hair back from his forehead and kiss it again.
LYN-Z'S POV:
Once I get home, still crying, I ignore my parents concerns. I just want to get to my room.
"Gerard hasn't bothered to ask why I wore a long sleeved shirt today, even though its summer."
I roll up my sleeve and look at some fresh cuts on my forearm. I take a deep breath and get my razor out from under my mattress and press it hard onto my porcine skin.
"He hasn't noticed how much skinnier I am. I purged for him."
One more cut.
"He doesn't love my. He never has."
I add another cut above the one I previously made. I get frustrated and just start slashing at my arm. Over and over again.
Then I hear foot steps coming towards my door. I frantically hide the razor back under my bed and roll my sleeve back down.
Blood soaks through so I quickly hide it under my duvet. When the door opens my mom smiles at me.
"Are you okay, sweetie? I heard you talking to someone?" She smiles a sympathetic smile, "Are you okay?"
I quickly whip away the smeared mascara with my other arm and put on a sweet smile.
"Every thing is perfectly okay,"
"Okay. Dinner will be ready in about 5 minutes," she smiles one of those plastic smiles that are just for show. She knows somethings up.
"It's fine..." I start to say but I can see the concerned look in her eyes, "Actually... Sure. Bring me up two servings," she smiles and real smile and walks down stairs.
Once she came back up she knocked on my door this time.
"Leave it at my door," I say flatly. She does then walks down stairs. I didn't want her seeing the bandage what I wrapped around my arm. She doesn't need to see this right now.
I bring the food into my room and quickly ate it all, making sure my body doesn't get any of it. Once I'm done I quickly run to my bathroom, stick my finger down into my throat and throw up everything that I just ate.
I made sure to place towels against the door frame to muffle the sound of my vomiting. Once I'm sure theirs nothing left I flush it all down and spray air freshener to mask the smell.
I take some Advil to ease the pain in my throat and lay down on my bed. I lift up my shirt and count my ribs and poke at my hip bone. I notice that my knees are thicker than my thighs and that my cheeks are hollow.
I smile to my self. It really emphasizes my cheek bones.
I undress and step on the scale in my bathroom. I currently weight 93 lbs and I'm 5 foot 6 in tall. I start to cry. Why can't I just be skinny. If I weighed 90 lbs I could feel like I was flying. Or even 85 lbs.
I started writing in my note book. My list of shit.
My list read-
Be beautiful
Get Gerard to love me
Keep wearing long sleeves
Get new razors
Don't talk to mom
I pick up my pen and slowly write-
Don't EAT!!
I hide my note book under my bed next to my razor.
I turn out my lights and slowly fall asleep.
Wishing I would never wake up.
A/N: Hey!! sorry for the late update! my computer broke!!!! D:
I felt the need to write in LynZ's pov here because it fit. Why not get a glimpse in the life of LynZ!? Well I hope you liked it!!! tell me what you think!!!!!!
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