Love Lost, Broken Heart

Sonny's View

Sonny's View

They were smoking in the bathroom when I walked in. I immediately wanted one. I hadn't had a cigarette in two days because my moms new boyfriend said if he caught me I’d be sorry. Oh, let me explain, my mom and I moved in with her boyfriend's family. He has two kids of his own. Brad and Allison. They already don't like me, but that's fine. I don't need them liking me.
"Ay, what do you want?" The guy with the glasses asked almost sarcastically. He was thin and tall. His hair was slicked down and I thought it was cute.
"Can I bum a smoked?" I asked watching as he exhaled smoke from his mouth. I was craving a cigarette like alcoholics craved booze.
He looked at me and smiled. "Sure, you can have one, but you gotta ask my brother Gerard." He said, "Take a guess as to which ones my brother."
I looked at the group of guys closely. There was one guy with a big curly Afro, it wasn’t him. Then there was a guy with real short hair. He was bigger than I was. His hair was sort of orangish (like a red head). I knew it wasn't him. On the bathroom floor was a boy with a Mohawk. It wasn't spiked but I thought it was cute. The sides were black and the top was bright red. His eyes were painted in red eyeshadow and I thought it looked hott on him. He was cute. I looked at the last guy. He was dressed in all black and his hair was black and long. He had a pale complexion and he did sort of look like this kid with the glasses. I pointed to him and looked at the guy. "Is it him?" I asked.
"Yea, he wins a cigarette." He cheered.
I smiled and looked back to the guy who was sitting on the floor. He looked sad. "What's wrong with him?" I asked looked at Gerard who handed me a cigarette. I lit it with my lighter and took a long drag. It felt so good to get what I wanted for so long.
I noticed they were all looking at me and I felt weird. "What?" I asked.
"Nothing, are you new here or something? We've never seen you around before."
I nodded. "Yea, my mom and I moved in with her boyfriend. He's a jerk and so are his two kids." I said taking another drag from the cigarette.
"Do they go here?"
I nodded once again. "Brad and Allison Patrick. They've been here for hella deep."
"Wow, you have to live with them. I feel bad for you." The Afro haired kid said. "They are pure evil. I hope you make it man, those two together are in control of this school. They don't like us at all."
I shrugged, "So, you guys got names?" I asked.
"Yea, as you know, I'm Gerard, this is my brother Mikey, this guy right here is Bob, this guy with the Afro is Ray and him, that's Frankie." Gerard told me.
I once again found myself looking at who I found out was Frankie. His eyes were glued to the floor. He looked as if he saw something worth looking at. His eyes were poetry. I kneeled down and looked at him. He glance up at me for a second and I saw something in those eyes I've never seen in a teenage boy. What was going on with him? All I saw was terror. I think he knew I knew something was wrong cause he looked away.
"Ay, leave him alone." Mikey said pulling me up. "You don't ever mess with Frankie. Nobody messes with him. You got it?" He said.
"Hey okay, I just thought I'd give him a hello. I'm Sonny by the way." I said. The bell rang and I took the last drag from my cigarette then put it out. "So, where you guys headed?" I asked pulling out my schedule. "I have algebra right now."
"Who's your teacher?" Mikey asked.
I looked at my schedule and looked at it. "Mr. Price." I said. Math was my worst subject. I knew all the basic stuff, but when it came to algebra, oh hell no. I didn't understand it and I didn't want to understand it.
"Your with Frankie this hour. He'll take you there. We have to get to our class." Mikey said. "Watch out for him."
"Okay." I said as they were leaving the bathroom. I looked at Frankie who was getting to his feet. He was also very thin. "So Frankie, what' up with you?" I asked grabbing his bag for him.
He looked at me and shook his head. "Nothing." Was his simple answer and he took his bag from me. "I'm fine." With that said he led the way to class.
At my last school I was failing math so bad I didn't even go. I hadn't turned in one assignment or took one test. I didn't care about that class. It made no sense to me and I didn't care if I didn't graduate. Graduation was the last thing on my mind.
Today, instead of paying attention to the teacher Mr. Price I found myself starring at the oh so beautiful Frankie. The way he sat with his head down writing down every little thing Mr. Price wrote down on the board. I smiled as I watched him. I wanted to leave class so bad. Mr. Price was so boring. I could be doing anything right now.
"I can help you." Frankie's soft voice was so beautiful. He sounded as if he had cried for a long period of time.
"Okay, that would be cool." I said. "Wanna come to my house after school?" I asked him.
He shrugged. "I don't know." He said. "I'll think about it."
I smiled to myself. Sexy Frankie was coming to my house. Yea, I know he said he'll think about it, but it's like a yes. That's good enough for me. At least it wasn't a no.
Throughout the rest of math class I tried to pay attention but it was no use. Instead of paying attention to Mr. Price I just looked at Frankie.
The bell finally rang and I was thankful. Frankie and I left the class. He said he had history and I had science. I told him I'd see him at break. He just nodded.
As I watched him walking I saw Brad grab his bag and dump it onto the hall floor. He and his friends were laughing as he scrambled to get his things up.
I got mad. Why were they treating him like this? What did he do to them? He wouldn't hurt a fly, or at least I didn't think he would.
When Brad shoved Frankie into the locker I ran over to his side and stood in front of him. "Don't touch him you dirty pig!" I yelled.
All his friends went silent and he looked at me like he wanted to kill me. He probably did want to do it. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Frankie backing up. I could see fear in his eyes.
The next thing I knew, everything was black.


Frank's View

He hit the lockers before hitting the ground. I ran. I wanted to stay, but I couldn't get involved. I ran to the bathroom across the school and hid there. I was shaking. My day sucked. Well, everyday of my life sucked. Everyday I woke up was a day of pain and torment. My dad did it again. I can't stop what he does.
I woke up this morning and he was over the bed touching me. I lay there as still as possible. I still can't get used to this everyday. What kid could? I thought by now I'd be used to what he did, I mean, it had been happening for the past seven years. He'd slid under the blanket with me and pull down my boxers. I winced in pain as he pushed himself inside me. I hated crying in front of him. He loved it when I cried because he knew he could get what he wanted. I just lay there as it happened and couldn't wait to go to school. Mikey, Gerard, Ray and Bob were my real family. We haven't known each other forever, but they all considered me family. Even their families accept me. I've only told Mikey, and Gerard about my dad and made them swear to God they wouldn't tell. They said I should get help, but I told them to leave it alone. That's all I wanted. If anybody found out I'd probably kill myself. My dad sent my mom away. He used to beat the hell out of her everyday until she left. I wished she could've taken me with her, but she didn't. She left me there with the asshole I call father. So everyday I have to endure the sexual abuse and rape he gives me.'
The bathroom door opened and I got scared. What if it was Brad and his friends? I closed my eyes tight and prayed it wasn't them.
I felt hands go against my shoulders and I freaked. I pushed at whoever was touching me.
"Frankie, it's me, it's Gerard, what the hell is wrong with you?"
I opened my eyes and saw Gerard and Bob. "You know it's break, how long you been in here?" Gerard asked.
I was shaking. I just wanted to die. I didn't belong.
"Frankie, talk to us." Bob said.
"S-Sonny-" That's all I could say and I knew they thought he did something to me. I was way to scared to tell him he didn't do anything. Nothing else would form in my head at the moment.
"I'll get him." Bob said.
Just then the bathroom door burst open and I jumped. It was Mikey.
"Sonny's on his way to the hospital. The nurse said he was found in the hall knocked out." He said.
Gerard looked at me. "Frankie what happened? Talk to me." he said patting my head. He always did that when we were both scared.
"B-Brad pushed-he pushed me and-and Sonny stuck up for me. Br-Brad hit him really hard and I left him there. I left him there." I cried.
Gerard put his arms around me and rubbed my back. "Frankie, don't cry. He's gonna be alright. Well ditch the rest of the day and go see if he's alright." He told me.
We snuck out the back of the school and caught the bus to the hospital. Gerard talked to the lady at the desk but she wouldn't tell him anything. If we didn't know his last name we couldn't see him or get any information on him. Maybe that meant something was wrong. It was my fault. I caused Sonny to get hurt, I had to go home. Maybe if I got punished I'd feel better. So, I left without telling any of my friends.
When I got home dad smiled. He was always happy when I got home. Today, I wasn't going to try and stick up for myself. Sonny could be dead because of me.
Dad made it hurt more than any other time. I cried this time. That's how bad it hurt. I kept my eyes closed tight and dad enjoyed every minute of this.
He soon collapsed against my body and his sweaty hair lay over my face. He stayed there and rubbed his hands up and down my cock. I just lay there crying. When would it end. I wanted it all to end. I wanted my life to end the most.

*This is my real first fiction. I hope you all enjoy it and I will up date soon. Comments are super crazy scary Ninja bunnies. Yea*

Sonny's View


My mom said I was knocked out for two days. I don't remember what happened. The last thing I remember was seeing the look on Frankie's face. I've never seen a kid so scared before.
My mom took me home and made me stay in bed. I was supposed to be on bed rest for a day or so. That sucked because I wouldn't be able to see Frankie. I wondered what he was doing. Hopefully he was okay.
I slept most of the day wondering who hit me. All I saw was their fist. It could've been Brad, or even on of his friends. I don't know. All I knew was when I went back to school, I'd be nowhere near them.
On Monday I dressed in my black jeans and green shirt. I put on my belt and my old converse before doing my make-up. I decided to just go with eyeliner since I didn't really feel like doing much of any thing.
"Sonny, your going to be late!" My mom wanted me to be to school on time everyday. She said tardiness was not supposed to be a part of me. She said being on time makes a difference.
I grabbed my bag and ran downstairs. "Bye mom!" I yelled heading for the door. I wanted to get right to school so I could see my friends.
"Sonny wait!" She ran after me and held out a two pack of blueberry poptarts. "Breakfast is the most important meal of the day." She said.
I took them before leaving and put them in my sweater pocket. I never ate breakfast. It was pointless. Why eat breakfast if your not gonna eat lunch. Besides, breakfast wasn't important to me.
When I got to school I went to the same bathroom I did on my first day and found Gerard, Mikey, Ray and Bob smoking. Frankie was on the floor starring at the ground once again. "Hey guys." I almost yelled. "If I guess who's Gerard's brother can I bum a smoke?" I asked pulling the poptarts out my pocket. I was actually feeling kinda hungry since I don't remember eating anything.
"Hey are those poptarts?" Gerard asked.
I nodded and held them up. "Blueberry, my mom wanted to make sure-" Before I could finish Gerard snatched them from my hand and tore the small package open.
"Thanks man, these are my favorite kind." He said taking a bite of one. No he didn't just snatch away my damn breakfast. That bastard.
"Well, since I gave you my breakfast, give me a cigarette." I demanded. He gave me three and hell yea, I had my smokes for the day.
I noticed Mikey was starring at me and I looked at him. He was awfully close to me. "What man?"
"Nothing, I mean, are you alright?" He asked.
"What? Oh, yea. I got a permanent headache, but I'm sure I'll survive. I was unconscious for two days and then my mom made me stay home for the rest of the week." I told him.
Mikey looked closer at my face and I could only smile. "If you wanna make out with me all you have to do is ask." I said.
Mikey giggled and looked at me. "Wow, I thought you'd never invite." he said.
The next thing I know, his lips are against mine and I'm pinned against the wall. Mikey has to kneel down to kiss me, but I don't mind. His tongue is down my throat and I feel his hands start to roam my body. First my back, my ass, then my crotch. I moan at his touch and pull him closer to me and deepen the kiss. I can hear Gerard say something, but none of it makes sense. Mikey has some sort of spell on me and I'm loving every second of it.
"You wanna continue this at break?" I hear him ask. I don't want him to stop so I kiss him again. It's my turn to touch him and I grab his crotch to make him moan in my mouth. He's hard and I want to fix that but know I have to go to class. Damn school.
"I'll meet you on the side of the school," Mikey whispers in my ear. "after first period." I nod and kiss him again. He's so damn hott and he knows just how to kiss me.

Franks View


I had my eyes closed the whole time it was going on. I was mad because I liked Sonny. I didn't want him to date Mikey because Mikey liked to fuck everybody. I knew if he could, he'd sleep with his brother. Gerard wasn't like that. He only had sex with girls, but he made out with guys. I'd make out with Gerard. I want to, but I could never tell him something like that.
Sonny and I walked to Algebra and I wouldn't look at him. I could feel him starring at me, but I ignored it.
"Hey Frankie, are you alright? You look a bit pale."
I ignored him as best I could and tried to pay attention to the notes being written on the board. I didn't want to think about the things Mikey and Sonny would do, but it kept coming to my mind.
Second period History was a drag. I found myself thinking about Sonny. I wanted him to hold me in his arms and tell me everything would be alright.
I walked to the bathroom during break to find Sonny and Mikey in each others arms. Mikey was kissing and sucking on Sonny's neck. He was also touching him in places I didn't think he'd do in public. He obviously didn't care who saw them.
Gerard noticed I was starring at Sonny and grabbed my hand. "We need to talk." He said and pulled me out the bathroom and down the hall. I followed like a little lost puppy. That's what I was. I didn't want to talk to Gerard right now. I wanted to think.
"Do you like him?" He asked.
"Who?" I knew who he was talking about but played stupid.
"Sonny, do you like Sonny?" I just shook my head and I think it was convincing enough.
"No, I get enough of being liked at home." I said. Gerard looked at me and I knew I shouldn't have said that. He hates when I talk about what goes on in my house. He feels bad and he wants to help.
"How bad has it been?" He asked. The thing about Gerard was, he cared for me. He was like the father I've always wanted. I could tell him things I dared not tell no other. He understood me and he would hug me when I needed it."Frankie?"
I snapped out of my thoughts and looked at him. "Um-the same. He hurts me more, but I'll survive. Two more years right?"
He nodded and put his hand on my head. Gerard hated that my own dad did this to me. Everyday he'd talk to me and everyday he'd ask if I changed my mind about getting help. Everyday I had my same answer. 'No.'
We went back to the bathroom and Sonny and Mikey were on the floor. Sonny was between Mikey's legs with his eyes closed. I tried my best to not look at them.
Sonny looked at me and smiled. I starred into his eyes and then looked away. "I'm sorry I got you hurt."
He sat up and looked at me, "Frankie, you did nothing. I had to protect you. As long as you weren't hurt I could accept it. I don't want anybody hurting you." He said.
I still felt bad, it was my fault he was hurt and it would always be my fault.
Third period we all had P.E. and I never did anything. Mrs. Spencer was okay with it. She said I looked too sick to run around. I watched as the class played basketball. Mikey and Sonny were on opposite teams and I noticed Mikey kept grabbing Sonny every time he had the ball. It was making me angry. Sonny liked Mikey and maybe I had to leave it at that. He was obviously happy that Mikey liked him. Maybe he wasn't attracted to me like he was to Mikey. I could understand that. I'm ugly and worthless. I'm no good to anybody but my father, who sat at home waiting for me.
"Are you okay?" Bob asked putting his arm around me. I didn't know. I wanted to tell him what I thought of Mikey and Sonny but I couldn't.

Sonny's View
Frankie had been acting weird the whole day. At lunch he wouldn't even look at me when I talked to him. What crawled up his ass and died?
A month later
Mikey and I were close. I think I was in love with him. All we had done was make out and have sex in his room every chance we got. His parent weren't home much, so that was god. I liked being with him. There was something about him that made me stay. Maybe he would be different than the rest of them.
We lay in his bed talking when he rolled over and looked at me. "I don’t think we should continue this."
I smiled at him. Maybe I heard him wrong. "What?"
"I don't think we should continue this." He said again.
"I'm not fucking deaf, I heard what you said. What are you saying in plain English though?" I asked.
"I can't go out with you."
What had I done now? I couldn't believe this was happening. Not again.
"Listen, I really like you, but I think we should just be friends."
I sat up and put my hands over my face. Too many people had done this same shit to me. I didn't want it to happen again. I couldn't have this in my life. I didn't want to go back to what I used to."Listen Sonny, I just thin-"
I cut him off. "Who gives a fuck what you think? Did you just want me for the sex?" I yelled. "God, I'm so stupid. I let it happen again." I was fixing my cloths as quick as I could. "I knew it was too good to be true. All the lines you fed me. It was all bull shit wasn't it?"
"Sonny, will you let me explain?"
I pushed him out of my way and ran from his room. I think Gerard heard the whole thing cause he was looking at me with this worried expression written across his face. I just ran past him and down the street. I couldn't believe I let myself be used for a cheap fuck again. Every time I found myself falling in love with someone they left me. I hated myself for being the way I am.
I ran in the house and Darren stopped me. "What happened to you?" He asked concerned. I didn't think he cared about me, I guess I was wrong. I hadn't realized I was crying until now. I just shook my head and ran to my room. Was that all I was? A free fuck to everyone I liked?
I lay in bed and cried. This has been the worst relationship ever.
“Sonny, are you okay?" Allison walked in my room and I pulled the pillow over my head. I didn't want her to see I had been crying.
"Sonny, I heard you down the hall. I'm trying to be nice."
Since she was actually being nice I pulled the pillow from over my head and looked at her. "I'm fine." I said. I was lying, but she wouldn't know.
"Boy trouble huh?
"What?" Did she know I like boys. Oh shit, that wasn't good at all.
"I'm not blind Sonny, I've seen you and Mikey."
I wiped my eyes and then saw I smeared eyeliner and red eyeshadow all over my hands. I didn't care though.
"Yea, he used me like all the rest." I said starting to cry again. I was such a little Emo fag.
"All the rest, how many has there been?" She asked.
I didn't want to tell her but I did. "Eight. Three of them were girls. Their all the same." I said.
She took my hand in hers and smiled. "You need to be able to look deeper inside a person and know they won't hurt you. Stop just looking for the ones you think you are attracted to. Look for something more than that." She said. Wow, she really knew how to help.
I nodded and she smiled again. I was still heart broken when she left so I stayed in bed for the whole week. My mom tried to get me up, but Allison told her I was going through some things and I should be left alone. And sure enough, my mom left me alone. I was actually thankful for Allison.

Frank's View

Sonny wasn't at school the following four days and every time I looked at Mikey he just smiled. I saw him flirting with some guy named Quinn and wondered if he broke up with Sonny.
"Gerard?"
He looked at me and smiled. "What's up?"
I looked at him then my hands. "Uh-did Mikey break up with Sonny?" I had to know if he did or not. It had been bothering me all week.
Gerard nodded. "Yea, he did." He said. "I think that's why he's not here. He took it pretty bad. I think he really loved him."
"Um-will you take me to his house after school to see if he's okay. I know where he lives."
Gerard nodded. "Sure, I'll take you." He said.
So, after school we went to Sonny's house. I knocked real soft because I was afraid I'd be disturbing somebody. A woman answered the door and she had straight brown hair. "Hi, can I help you?" She asked
I nodded. "Y-yea, is Sonny here?"
"Yea, but he's in bed. Do you want to come by later?"
I put my hands together and looked at them. I really need to talk to him now. I didn't want to come later. What if later never came.
"Miss, Frankie really needs to talk to Sonny. It's important." Gerard said.
She nodded her head. "Hold on."
I looked at Gerard when she left and thanked him because I wouldn't have been able to say anything to her.
"Okay, Frankie, he said you can go back and that's all." She said.
I went to his room and pushed the door open. "S-Sonny." I almost whispered. I was scared he was sleep or something.
He rolled over and looked at me. His eyes were red and puffy. He had been crying for a long time. I knew cause my eyes were always like that when I cried through the night.
"What's up, man?"
"I-um-I wanted to make-to make sure your okay." I stuttered when I was scared and that was practically all the time.
He sat up and attempted to fix his hair. "Oh, yea, I'm alright." he said. I didn't believe him because I knew for a fact he wasn't.
"I'm sorry about what Mikey did."
He smiled that smile and shook his head. "It's fine. I'm over it." Liar.
"Um-you weren't at school and I thought I'd come check on you."
"Ah, your so cute." He said. "Coming to check on me. You can sit down ya know."
I sat next to him and he put his hand on mine. "Listen, you wanna hang out sometime. Just like, talk and stuff?"
I nodded. "O-Okay, but maybe I can come here."
Sonny smiled again and it made me smile. I hadn't smiled in so long.
"You’re a great friend ya know." He wrapped his arms around me and I found myself doing the same.
"Can I ask you something?" Sonny asked.
"Yea sure."
He pulled away and looked into my eyes. "Why do you cut yourself?"
I wasn't expecting that. "Huh?"
Sonny put his hand to my wrist and I snatched away. "I have to go now. Um, I'll see you later." I ran out the room and out the house to Gerard's car. "Can I stay at your house tonight?"
He nodded and asked if I was alright. I told him yes. I lay my head against the window and closed my eyes. I hadn't slept in six days. Dad was keeping me up or he was coming in the middle of the night to do things with me. He mainly wanted to pleasure himself. That's what I get for being born.
When we got to Gerard's house I lay on his bed and he lay next to me. He would sometimes watch me and I was okay with that. He protected me like that. He made sure nobody came to hurt me. Nobody would hurt this little lost puppy if Gerard was around.


*Second chapter, I hope it's good. Super highflying baby kung fu kittens are dancing around in my head. Comments are lovely*

Sonny’s View

I went back to school the following Monday. I decided that Mikey and I should just be friends. I’d try my best to not get too attached. He did break my heart. That bastard.
I found them in the bathroom like always but this time I decided not to smoke. I wanted to work on quitting. I smiled at Mikey and sat next to Frankie. He was playing with a toy car. He reminded me of a small child. He seemed as if he was in his own little world.
“Don’t touch him.” Ray said. I looked at him and he gave me this look that said he was serious. I got up and walked over to them. They were all just starring at Frankie like he was some sort of interesting science rat.
“What’s wrong?” I asked him.
“It’s hard to explain. It’s like, he travels back to when he was a kid. It passes, but it’s not good to bother him.” Mikey said. “One time I did, and he just cried for about two hours.”
I watched him and the bell soon rang. He still just sat there playing with the car. I thought it was kinda cute. He looked like a kid and I liked that.
“Will you stay here with him?”
I nodded and they left. I sat in front of Frankie and put my hand on his face. He just looked at me. As I looked into his eyes it was like he wasn’t even there. His eyes were sad. “Frankie look at me. Let me help you.” I pulled him in my arms and held him. He just started crying. I really wanted to help him. “What’s wrong Frankie?”
We sat there for thirty minutes quietly. I felt bad because I know he’s hurting and there was really nothing I could do about it. He was a kid who kept to himself. He wouldn’t really say anything.
“Sonny-” his voice broke my train of thought and I looked down at him. He was so pale. I wanted to steal his pain. I wanted to kill whoever was hurting this kid.
“Yea Frankie?”
“Um-member you said we could hang out and stuff?” I nodded and pulled his hair back from over his eyes. “Can I go to your house today?”
“Yea sure. Why don’t we go to class now.” I said.
When we got to class and Mr. Price just looked at us. I just told him Frankie wasn’t feeling well and I had to stay with him. Hey, it was partially true. He told us we need to just catch up with the notes.
Throughout the rest of math I tried to pay attention, but I couldn’t. Everything Mr. Price said went through my head and it didn’t stick very well. I wasn’t stupid, but math wasn’t my game.
The bell rang and I saw Frankie jump. He seemed shaky. I followed him out the class and decided to walk him to class in case we ran into Brad. “I’ll see you at break.” I told him. “Listen, if you want I can come meet you here.”
“No, I’ll meet you in the bathroom. It’s cool.” He said.
I nodded. “Okay, I’ll see you then.” I gave him a hug and then headed to my science class. It was so boring, but I did the work. I didn’t want to have homework.
“Sonny, how have ya been? You haven’t been to school in a few days.” Mr. Horner said.
“Oh, I was sick.” I lied. “My mom had me stay home.” It was the worst lie I ever told.
“Well I made a homework packet for you to do. You missed quite a few assignments and book work.”
Damn. Now I had homework. “Thank.” I said pissed. This packet was hella.

Frank’s ViewI felt lost. I couldn’t remember which bathroom my friends hung out in. My mind was so blank. I wanted to cry.
“What the hell are you doing ‘round here?”
I looked up to see Brad and two of his friends. Now I was terrified. The last time they beat me up I ended up in the hospital which wasn’t good ‘cause I thought they’d find out about my dad.
Brad pushed me and I fell backwards. I was so used to being on the ground I just stayed there. I wasn’t going to dare to get up. That meant I wanted to fight. I didn’t.
“Get up little Frankie!” He yelled slapping me in the head. I got up because he told me to. I always followed orders.
As soon as I got up Brad grabbed me by the shirt and slammed me hard into the wall. I winced in pain. Why was I always so helpless.
He hit me in the side of the face and I almost fell. Brad held me up so I couldn’t. He soon started hitting me repeatedly in the head.
The next thing I knew we were in the hallway and I was on the floor. I tried to get up, but I didn’t know how. My body wasn’t working.
Brad kicked me in the ribs and I lost my breath. I wanted Sonny to come help me and I wanted Gerard to beat the shit out of Brad. He pulled me up by the hair and shoved me hard into the wall. I could taste blood in my mouth. I felt sick. I had to throw up but I hadn’t eaten anything in three days. I don’t think I had anything to throw up. Brad pushed me and I fell into a door and hit the floor hard.
“Frankie!” I saw Gerard jump over me and attack Brad. He just stared punching him hard. I was in too much pain to watch.
“Frankie are you alright?” Sonny pulled me into his arms and I looked into his eyes. My head hurt bad so I closed my eyes and let his voice soothe me into a sleep state.

**This is chapter Three. Yippie. So, give me chocolate covered suryp kung fu Monkeys. Um Kay. This chapter is shorter, but the next one will be longer. Promises*

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