Skeletons in My Closet

That was weird? Some random kid came up to me today and wanted to be my friend. I guess he just felt bad for me, I don’t need anyone’s fucking pity. I just took the offer anyways since I don’t have any friends. I made my way to my first period. “Frank! Your early!” Mrs. Pharrell states. “yeah, and what of it?” I shot back at her. She furrowed her eyebrows but shrugged, she knows my random fits of attitude, so she learned to stay away, smart lady. I plop in any seat I found and crossed my arms staring straight at the board. I know Mrs. Pharrell was looking at the bruises on my face. “Stop staring or these will be on you to,” I growl at her. “Frank, talk to me like that one more time and detention!” she yells back at me. Some of the students were in there feeling the tension, they looked scared of me. Ha! I really don’t give a fuck. I just blankly stared at the board until all the kids filled in the class.

“Okay guys, um…lets start with doing some Biology problems yay!” she sarcastically says. I hear groans and whining behind me. Stupid fucks. “Mrs. Pharrell do we have to?” I hear some freshmen say. I turn my head and look straight at some wannabe pretty boy. “I’d rather be partying,” he says with a smirk. He noticed me looking at him and he stared back at me, smirking. “What are you looking at loser?” he says to me. “Wanna get fucked up today?” I hiss at him. He laughs, “Please I’m friends with that Johnny guy, he’ll help me out with you,” I lost it. I stood up, “Acting tough huh? Guess what that mouth of yours will shut up if you don’t’ stop!” I yell at him. That little fuck continued smirking at me. Just then someone opened the door and walked in. I turn around and see that its Johnny, my eye twitched. “Iero I suggest you sit down before you get suspended,” Mrs. Pharrell tells me. I sigh and sit back down in my seat.
“Causing trouble huh? Iero,” Johnny says my name smiling at me. He gave some paper to the teacher and continued eyeing me. “What are you looking at faggot?” I say to him. “ha-ha coming from someone who is one,” he shot back. “Learn to use your own lines,” I fire back. His smile fell and he growled. “Shut up or I’ll make those cuts worse,” he threatens. “Boys I will send both of you up if you don’t shut up! Frank you already know!” she scolds me. “What is a senior doin in Biology?” he asks while smirking. “Maybe because he is a bad boy unlike you, now stop acting tough and get on with your life,” she says to him glaring. I couldn’t help but laugh my fucking ass off. “Burned dude, burned, “ I say smirking. He just glared at me. “See you around short shit,” he says sounding annoyed. “You like it in my ass,” I say while laughing. His face turned to rage, “Fuck you!” he then stormed out the door and I sat there crying my eyes out from laughter. “Oh the places you’ll go!” I say quoting Dr. Seuss. Mrs. Pharrell was glaring at me.
“You done Frank? And your welcome, I already know what your going to say,” she says reading my mind. I may hate this class but I love this lady. I know she loves me. I just smirked.

The freshmen kept annoying the shit out of me with his dumb ass comments. “Mrs. Pharrell, would you rather eat a rat or out of someone’s ass?” the whole class bellowed in laughter. She was raging and I was annoyed. I finally was fed up, just like her. “You know what? Shut the fuck up and grow up! I personally don’t think its funny. Why? Because you must have done it that’s why your fucking asking! I suggest you shut your mouth before I slit your fucking throat! Got it you little fuck?” I yell at the kid. He looked frightened and the whole class went dead silent. “Answer me!” he nodded his head frantically, my hands were clenched into fists already. “Frank, I hope you don’t do that in another teachers class, but thank you and he is right, just don’t threaten to kill them please?” she looks at me with hopeful eyes. I nod and stare at the work on the board. The class went on and it was decently quiet in there. I smiled and was pleased with myself. Then of course that stupid freshmen again, “Mrs. Pharrell, do you like homosexuals?” I shot a death glare at him, but he pretended not to notice. “Brandon! Is that a question you should be asking and what if you offended anybody in here? Did you think about that?” she yells annoying with him. Man I didn’t even act like that when I was his age. I just skipped school.

“Yeah, he offended somebody in here,” I answer her question. She looked at me with eyes of concern. “I’m sorry and no! I don’t hate homos I honestly have homo friends now shut your trap or I’ll send you to the principals office!” she hollers at him. He sat there smirking. “Man your fucking stupid,” I comment, “I didn’t even act like that at your age, I just missed school,” I add. He looked at me with innocent eyes and I sneered. “Oh please! don’t with those eyes, before I gouge them out,” I threaten, he kept on. I lost it once again and I stood up. He stood up also, he was a bit taller than me, how sad, but I didn’t care. “Ha! You are a short shit!” he laughs at me and everyone else started laughing. I got fed up and grabbed him by his shirt. “OH! What’s he gonna do?!” he says pretending to be frightened. I’ll give him something to be frightened of. I reached in the back of my pocket and pulled out my switchblade. I saw his eyes flash of fear. “Frank!” Mrs. Pharrell yells at me. I then shove him to the ground and sat on top of him, my blade to his throat. He was crying now and was scared shitless. “Frank! Stop this instant!” she was yelling at me. I ignored her. “Offend me one more fucking time, say one more word, I fucking dare you,” I hiss at him. He just laid underneath me trembling. I was chuckling at him and released him. “Frank! What in the world is wrong with you!” she yells at me surprised. “I’ve got better problems to deal with,” I say to her and walk out the class, leaving the trembling kid on the floor. I walk out of the classroom feeling angry and needed to release it. I slowly make my way to my locker and opened it. I looked through the contents of it and found what I was looking for. I smile and grab it feeling relieved and happy or semi-happy at least. I ripped it open and stared into it, I felt like a child. “Taste the rainbow,” I whisper to myself and poured some skittles onto my hands before I swallowed them. I sigh to myself in full content and closed my locker and walked towards the bench to wait for the bell. A few minutes later the bell rings and kids start filing out of the class on to the next. I sigh and realize I have to go to my next class.

All day was practically the same. Walk in, sit down, bored to death, wondering what the Lakers are probably doing, the bell rings, next class, sit down, sleep, dream about some popcorn, and next class.
Finally it was the last period and I stared at the clock. Twelve…Eleven…Ten…Nine…Eight…Seven…Six…Five…Four…Three…Two…One….Shazam!
Right on the dot motha fuckas! I chuckle to my dumb ass self and realize I’m going to go meet that weird kid who talked to me. Yeah I sound weird. Shouldn’t it be the other way around? I’m the weird kid right? Why am I calling him weird? Well at least he’s nice enough to talk to me.

He never said where to meet at. I slowly make my way to toward the football area, since that’s where everyone meets each other right? I don’t know much. Obviously. But my lucky guess came true. There he was with his weird brother, sitting on the bleachers. I sigh and make my way toward them. I keep my head down though not paying any attention to anybody. I finally look up and smile when I spot Johnny next to them with his friends. My smile faded and we had a very uncomfortable staring contest with each other.
“Um… guys I brought you here because,” Shay starts but I cut him off. “Forget it! Not going to work! I don’t want to see him!” I spit out. “Same here!” Johnny agrees. We glare at each other and I was about to turn away when someone grabbed my arm. It was Shay, “Dude don’t touch me! I don’t know you and you cant make me do this!” I start yelling at him. He seems to ignore me and pulled me up to where they’re sitting, but keeping a safe distance from me and Johnny, or I will rip his face off. “Guys!” he yells at us, “seriously this needs to stop! Johnny!” he directs at him. My eyes go wide, what the fuck? “What!” he snaps at him. “Apologize,” Shay demands. Johnny gave him a look like hell if I do. “seriously , or everyone here will know, including them,” he points at Matt and the rest of them. I stare at them for a while. What is happening?

“You wouldn’t,” he hisses at Shay. “Try me Johnny boy,” he smirks at him. I seriously had no idea what is happening. “Now say it,” he demands again. “No,” Johnny crosses his arms, “You cant make me.”
What a brat. He stuck up his nose like a little bitch he is. “Frank?” he looks at me. I furrow my eyebrows. “What?” I ask. “How about you ? He’ s not the only one to blame,” he says to me. True, but he starts everything. “Why should I? He’s the one that always picks on me including those assholes over there,” I point at Johnny’s other friends. Shay face palms, “Jesus Christ your stubborn to,” he mutters. “Yeah and what of it?” I say starting to get annoyed. “If your trying to make us friends, its not going to happen, he’s done to much shit to me for me to forgive him, I will never forgive you and you can go fuck yourself Johnny,” I say to him glaring. He stares back at me angered, yet hurt. This caught me off guard, hurt? Why does he look hurt? “Johnny seriously,” Shay pleads this time. “Come on or I’ll make you apologize,” Charlie finally speaks. I sat there waiting and not giving a fuck if he did. “Okay then, here goes, Frank the reason why Johnny,” he was cut off by Johnny himself. “Wait! I’m sorry okay, I’m sorry fuck man Jesus, I said it alright?” he says annoyed. “Say it like you mean it,” Shay scolds. This was too good, I couldn’t help but smirk. “Yeah say it like you mean it,” I repeat smirking at him. “You know what I’m done with this bull shit,” he says while getting up and about to walk away. “Oh no you don’t!” Charlie lunges for his arm and pulls him back. “Get the fuck off me man!” he yells at him. I stare at them and realize I should leave myself. “Well this is nice of you Shay, but seriously I will never like that fucker, so bye!” I say really fast and wanting to get away from them. Shay grabbed my arm and also pulling me back to them. “Fuck! Seriously? Is it that important?” I say annoyed now. “Yes!” Shay replies. “Now I guess I have to do this the hard way,” Shay announces. I notice Johnny’s other friends are just as confused as I am. “The hard way?” me and Johnny say at the same time and gave each other a death glare like ‘jinx you owe me a soda.’ “Yes the hard way,” Charlie repeats Shay. I see Shay go into his backpack while holding onto my arm still and pull out some hand cuffs. My eyes go wide. Handcuffs? Oh no! no no no no no no no no no no no no noooooooooooo!

“Shay? What are you doing with handcuffs?” Johnny asks while looking just as frightened as me. “Well, if you two cant make amends the easy way, I’ll have to force you two to make amends the hard way and getting to know each other,” he says smirking at Johnny. I see a faint blush creep on Johnny’s face. I furrow my eyebrows, what the fuck? Why is he blushing? Shouldn’t he have an angry face like me? Or is he too scared to reveal himself to me? I chuckle and stare at Shay. “Your serious right?” I ask him. He nods, “Like I said before, Try me,” he repeats. I groan and stare at him unlocking them. “How long?” I ask again. “Until tomorrow,” he answers, occupied with his work, my heart started beating rapidly. Tomorrow? “WHAT!?” Johnny outbursts, “ TOMORROW! Are you fucking kidding me Shay, I like to be alone!!!” he yells at him, Shay not giving a single fuck. I felt myself go pale and stare at my shoes to ignore the commotion around me. “Now now, calm down Johnny dear, come here,” he motions him. “No! Fuck you!” he yells at him. I see his other friends laughing there asses off. Assholes.

“Johnny!” he yells at him, making Charlie give him his wrist, he tried fighting them off, but couldn’t since he was small like me. “Your turn,” I didn’t put up a fight, I was just standing there in shock, I had to be locked with this guy. They finished linking our wrists together and let us go. “Now play nice guys,” Shay chuckles, happy with his work and leaves with his brother Charlie. I stood there frozen, my wrist was locked with an asshole I hate with a fiery passion. I finally snapped out of it and looked at Johnny who was nervous about being with me. “This is all your fault,” I hissed at him, already I wanted to murder him. “My fault?” he replies. I gave a death glare and pushed him down onto the seat. “THIS WOULDN’T HAVE HAPPENED IF YOU WERENT SUCH AN ASSHOLE!” I yell at him loud and clear. I only made him angry and he pushed me down onto the seat this time. “MAYBE IF YOU WERENT A LITTLE BITCH ABOUT THINGS I WOULDN’T BE AN ASSHOLE!” he responds. I clenched my fist and connected it to his chest. He gasped at the random contact and fell back. “FUCK!” I hear one of his friends yell, while trying to catch us. Too late, I already fell down with Johnny. I landed right on top of him. “Get the fuck off of me!” he yells at me. “I wasn’t planning on laying on you!” I yelled back. Just then he connected his fist with my face. I cried out in pain and anger and repaid the favor. “Guys stop!” I hear Matt yell, running at us and pulling us apart. “This is such a bad idea,” he mutters. “No shit,” Johnny replies. I was staring him down with my eyes wanting to kill him.

“Dude just try to talk things out and shit, I don’t know what to say, I don’t have a key, I cant help you guys, you guys gotta help yourselves man, sorry,” Matt adds. Johnny and I both groan. With that he walked away with Zack, Brian, and Jimmy. Great just fucking great. “So? Uh….my house or yours?” I ask him, he looked at me surprised. “Fuck,” he mutters. I sigh and wait for him to answer. “Yours I guess,” he finally responds. “whatever then,” I say walking away, pulling him along with me. As we both walk out of the school, some people were giving us weird looks. “Fuckoff!” I yell at them. They shuddered and walked away quickly. Johnny looked like he was going to shit himself. “Hey! The faggot’s got his victim!” someone hollered, I rolled my eyes and continued pulling the scared Johnny. What a little bitch, calling me a little bitch, fuck you.

We were slowly getting farther from the school. I noticed Johnny’s uneasiness. “Dude what the fuck is wrong with you?” I ask annoyed with his fear. “Uh…nothing,” he says quickly. “Dude whats up man?” I ask him again, “ Are you scared?” I say smiling. He shot me a face, but then it converted back to fear.
“Dude your scared!” I say laughing at him. “Welcome to the ghetto rich kid,” I say smirking at him. He did a sneer at me and continued looking around for anybody who would try to rob us. Not going to happen here, I know that for sure, Jersey is worse.

“Hey!” I hear someone yell and I turn around. Johnny rushed up next to me real quick. Pussy. “Frank! Oh man what up?” I see some old man that I recognize. “Paul! Whats up man!” I say giving him a half hug. He keeps staring at Johnny and furrowing his eyebrows at me. “My new bitch,” I say smirking at him. Johnny shot me a glare. “Just kidding, we’re enemies and I’m suppose to make amends with him, but its not going so well and he is about to shit his pants because he’s never been on this side of town, but says him and his gang rep this place,” I say staring intently at him. “wow,” was all he says. “yeah I know, wow,” I say sarcastically. “Are we going to your house or not?” he whines to me. “Wait up man, we still got plenty of time,” I say to him, he looks so scared and I’m enjoying it. “How much you got?” I ask Paul, who didn’t know what I was talking about, but then remembered. “Uh…2 quarts is that good?” I smile and nod my head. I pull out a few twenties and handed it to him. He gave me a pill bottle and I couldn’t help but feel my heart pump rapidly. “Fuck yes! I missed you baby!” I shrieked and heard Paul laughing at me. “Remember not too much kid, or It’ll break you,” he reminds me. I smile shoving my purchase into my pocket. “Aiight, thanks Paul,” I say to him, “No probs little fuck,” he replies. I roll my eyes and half hug him again. He then walked back the way he came and I turned to Johnny who was staring at me confused. “You smoke?” I ask him. His eyes got wide, “What the hell! No! why would you do that, that shit will hurt you! Or maybe even worse, it could kill you!” he lectures me. I lifted one eyebrow and ignored his answer that only needed one word , not an explanation. I started dragging him home with me. “I’m going to kill Shay for this,” he mutters under his breath. “Would you please,” I say to him, he looked up surprised that I heard him.

We finally made it to the front of my house and pulled him up the pathway. I noticed it was dark in the house, something isn’t right. I ran up, pulling Johnny who was getting annoyed and I frantically opened the door. “Dad!” I yelled out. It was dark as hell, I turned on the light switch and I see him sitting on the couch taking a swig. “Holy shit you scared me,” I say to him. He looked up at me pissed. I notice beer bottles everywhere. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! He’s drinking again, equals not good. “Uh…dad this is Johnny and we’ll be in my room, bye!” I say quickly and drag Johnny to my room. “Faggot! Get your ass back over here!” my dad yells at me. I shoved Johnny in my room and closed and locked my door. “whoa! Sorry about that!” I apologize, he furrowed his eyebrows. “When my dads drunk, uh…stay away,” I answer his process of thinking. “Oh, uh… I’m sorry,” he says. I just pat his back and pulled him more into my room. “So yeah, this is my room,” I announce. He stared at everything in my room in awe. “You like Iron Maiden?” he asks surprised. I laugh, “Dude I like a lot of shit, from Black Flag to Nirvana,” I answer. He smiles for the first time at me, to be honest it was pretty awesome to see.

“I wish I could take this off of us, so I could take a shower and shit, but we can’t,” I say to him, his face fell and realized we cant do anything with this thing on. “Maybe I can try to use my dads tools, he wont be happy, but I need my god damn showers, no way will I not go a day without a shower,” I tell him. He laughs at me, “Its okay I understand, we could try,” he agrees. So I sneakily dragged him to my dads shed through my window and got his hacksaw. “Okay,” I say calming myself down. I then started doing everything I could to take these off while Johnny tries to help me. After an hour of trying, everything just went to shit. “I guess I’ll have to deal then,” I say to him. He nods and we both head back to my room and I sat down on my bed as he did the same thing, hence the fact he had no choice. I sigh and look at him.

“I’m tired bro, I hope you don’t feel uncomfortable with me, but I gotta knock out man,” I say lazily. He nods, “Same,” and I lay down on my bed and he repeats my same action. “Fuck,” I mutter. He looks at me. “The fucking light,” I say, he then realizes it to, so I stand up drag him along with me and then back to my ]bed. As soon as my body laid down, I knocked out, I don’t know if he slept well, but I had a nice dream about….nothing.

-Next God Damn Morning-

I woke up panicking. Someone is in my bed! I snap up and realize its just Johnny. Oh yeah I forgot. I accidentally woke him up with my panic attack. “Sorry man,” I apologize. “S’okay,” he mutters still half asleep. I groan and take a deep breath. “I am not going to school like this and definitely not going in the same clothes,” I state, he nods his head in agreement. “I’ll text Shay to get his ass over here,” he says to me. I say okay and lay down on my bed and wait for Shay, so I can murder him.