Scars

Chapter 3

"Don't wanna be an American idiot, don't wanna nation under the new media," Michael Clifford sings, while he's skipping down the hallway of the high school.

He was on his way to his first period class when he runs into someone making them drop their books. "Oh shit! I'm so sorry!" Michael leans down to pick up the boys books he's dropped in the collision.

"Thank you," the boy says shyly when Michael hands him back his books. He gets a better look at the boy. He's wearing dark clothes. Back skinny jeans that fit to his legs making them look wonderful, a black Green Day sweatshirt with his hood up, hiding his face. His eyes were hidden by a pair of nerdy glasses.

The boy didn't look familiar to Michael and he knows almost everyone in the school. No, he's not popular or anything. It's just that he likes to observe people. "You're new aren't you?" He asks the cute boy.

The boy nods and averts his gaze to the hallway floor. Michael thinks the boys shyness is adorable. He was always attracted to the shy type and this boy wasn't any exception to that. "Well I'm Michael. What's your name?"

"Mikey," was the small whisper from the boy. Michael smiles at the boy. "Well Mikey, it's nice to meet you."

***
"Michael Way." Mikey's first period teacher, Frau Feidt says when he walks through the door to her classroom. "Guten Morgen!" He greets her, giving her a small smile.

He had German back at his old high school, so it wasn't like he was starting a new language in the middle of the school year. He looks around the classroom of German students and sees the boy he met earlier sitting in the back of the room, he smiles in excitement.

The boy, Michael had walked him to his locker talking about how much he was going to hate it here at Clairemont High School. He was just so outgoing and loud that Mikey instantly started crushing on him.

When Michael notices that Mikey was in his German class he motions for him to come and sit beside him, the shy boy quickly shuffling over to the seat.

"Guten Tag!" Michael greets him, with a small smile. Mikey nods in reply to him, being the shy boy he is.

"When are you going to open up to me?" Michael asks. Mikey just shrugs his shoulders and looks down at the desk in front of him. Mikey is just shy around people and he is especially shy around someone that he has feelings for and Michael sure as hell is someone who Mikey is falling for.

German class flew by quickly, Michael and Mikey whispering to each other the whole time. Well actually Michael was the one doing all the talking while Mikey was giving him either yes or no answers or just shrugging. Soon the two were separating to go to their next class.

"Would you like to sit with me and my friend at lunch?" Michael asks, gathering his books to head to his next class.

Mikey nods. "Yes, I'd really like that." Michael smiles when Mikey doesn't just shoot him down on his invitation. He was really excited to get closer to the shy boy and it would break his heart if he were to reject him.

"Alright I will see you then." Michael walks off down the hallway, Mikey watching as he walks away. Mikey waits for him to leave before he starts to walk to his next class, Physics.

***
It was lunchtime and all Gerard could think about was the boy from Hot Topic. He hasn't seen the boy all day, but Mike had said he went this school. Gerard knew he shouldn't be getting his hopes up about some boy he never even said one word to before, but he couldn't help it. The boy was a God.

"Gerard, are you alright?" Mike asks, waving a hand in front of his friend's face. Gerard snaps out of his thoughts about Frank to come back into the present time.

"Yeah, sorry dude I'm just thinking about that guy from Saturday." Gerard leans back against the wall, getting much more comfortable on the hard high school floor.

"Man, you need to stop thinking about him. If you really want a boyfriend I'll find you one, but Frank Iero is bad news." Gerard groans at Mike's words. Of course his friends wouldn't be fine with the boy that he likes. Speaking of friends where were Vic and Jaime? Gerard hasn't seen them all lunch.

"Mike, where's your brother?" Gerard asks. He looks around the hall to see no sign of the short boy anywhere. Where could he have gotten to?

"He's probably in the bathroom making out with his boyfriend." Gerard nods in agreement. Those two have been together all weekend making out whenever they got the chance. It really freaked Mike out watching his brother making out with his best friend. It just wasn't right.

"I'm going to go to the bathroom." Gerard gets up off the dirty hallway floor and heads to the boys bathroom. What Gerard isn't expecting when going into the bathroom is to see a half naked Frank Iero at the urinal. He couldn't help but to stop and stare at the boy. Up until now he was certain that Mike was lying to him about even going to this school, but nope there he was in all his glory, peeing in the bathroom.

"Hey are you going to go or?" Frank asks. He had turned around to see the boy he had saw on Saturday staring at him. It didn't creep him out or anything, he just didn't know what else to ask.

"Oh, y-yeah." Gerard stutters. When it comes to boys he's not any better then his brother in the shy department. Even though Gerard said he was going to go to the bathroom he still stood their awkwardly, staring at Frank.

Frank smirks at the unmoving boy, he takes a step closer to him, close enough so that he can whisper to him. "What are you looking at, pretty boy?"

Gerard blushes at the nickname. He looks into Frank's face to see that his pupils are blown in lust, making his own smirk to form. A new sudden confidence coming over him as he closes the distance between himself and Frank and places his lips on his own.

Frank kisses him back in full blown lust, both their dicks becoming hard in their black skinny jeans. They become a scrambled mess as their tongues move together in a mess of saliva. Them both thrusting their hips into each other's, making friction between them.

Soon enough though, they break apart for air and stare at each other with need. Although before it can going any further, Vic bursts through the bathroom doors limping and in tears. That's when the mood was totally gone for Gerard. His erection quickly softening too worried about his friend to be horny any longer.

*40 minutes before*

Vic had just gotten out of his second period class, he was looking for Jaime. Him and Jaime had spent the whole weekend together. They might have only been dating for the weekend, but it sure as hell hasn't stopped Vic from loving the boy to death.

Suddenly someone grabs Vic from behind, putting their hand over his mouth so that he can't scream for help, and yanks him into the janitor's closet.

As soon as they let him go he looks to see who his captures are. Of course, they're no other the Oliver Sykes and the rest of his crew. The same three boys who beat him up every week.

Soon enough he feels a punch to his stomach making him fall over, onto the cold floor, holding his stomach in pain. He hears a sickening laugh from the one who punched him.

"What a wimp." Ronnie Radke, the worst boy in school. He was always in detention for beating someone to a bloody pulp. Vic was used to the beating by now that he didn't even feel the next couple blows to his face.

The beating went on for what felt like hours, but must of only been about twenty minutes. After they were done with him they left him there. In the closet alone, in too much pain to even walk.

He sat there in that closet for a long while, crying at how pathetic he was for letting them beat him, yet again. It wasn't his fault though, he was just weak and they liked to pick on him because of it. There was nothing he could do about it.

After a while of crying and feeling bad for himself, Vic finally decides to try and get up. He's able to stand up, wobbling a little on his own two feet.

He stumbles out of the closet and starts to limp down the hall. He gets lots of sympathetic looks, knowing exactly what had happened to him, but he ignores them all. He only wanted to go one place, the bathroom.

He stumbles into the closest one, not even caring who else was in there, just wanted to go somewhere to be alone. He locks himself into a stall and starts to cry again. He hears a knock on the door and then Gerard's voice, "Vic, what happened?"

Vic couldn't speak, he felt so bad for himself in that moment. Even if it was the hundredth time this has happened it still hurts to know that he couldn't do anything about it.

"Come on, Vic." Gerard knocks on the door again. Vic calms himself down enough to unlock the stall door to let Gerard inside. The other boy quickly hurrying inside to try and help out his friend.

As soon as he sees the bruises on Vic's face, he engulfs him into a soft hug, not wanting to hurt him. He rubs soothing circles into the boys back, trying to calm his hysteria enough for him to say what happened.

After about ten minutes, Vic calms enough to speak. "It's nothing, Gerard. They do it all the time." He smiles at his caring friend sadly. Gerard shakes his head at Vic's words.

"Who does?" Gerard wants to know who the hell would dare touch Vic. They were going to pay and it wasn't going to only be Gerard who was going to be in on it.

"Oliver Sykes and his friends." Vic has stopped crying by this time looking down at his hands in shame. He feels like shit for worrying Gerard about him. The boy has only moved back here a couple days ago and he already has him worrying about him. Why does this always happen to people? He hates having people worry about him.

"Please don't tell, Mike." It's the same line he gave Jaime on Friday, but he never wants his brother to know what happens to him at school. It would break his heart.

Gerard shakes his head, not wanting to answer Vic's plea. He wishes he could do what Vic wants of him, but he knew that the best thing for him was to let his brother know about who's been bullying him. "I'm sorry, Vic. I have to tell him."

Before Vic can stop him, Gerard walks out of the bathroom and down the hall to where he had left Mike alone. He finds the boy in the same place he had left him, but he sure as hell wasn't alone anymore.

The sight before Gerard was terrifying. There was his little brother, making out with Mike. In that moment he knows exactly how Mike feels about Vic and Jaime, but he can't be as cool with it as him. Gerard storms over to the two and pulls Mike off of his brother. "Mike! Get your ass to the boy's bathroom and help your brother!"

Mike's eyes are wide from the shock of Gerard. "What's wrong with Vic?!" He asks, his voice is worried and before Gerard can reply the boy is rushing down the hall in search of his brother.

Gerard takes a calming sigh once Mike is out of sight and turns to his brother. "Why were you and Mike kissing?"

Mikey shrugs looking at the ground. It wasn't like he initiated it or anything. Mike had saw him flirting with Michael and got jealous.

"Mikey, don't you dare shrug at me!" Mikey sighs, looking up at his older brother. He didn't know how to reply, but he tries anyways.

"I don't even know what happened. I was just flirting with this one boy I met this morning and the next second Mike is kissing me," Mikey tells Gerard the story of what happened.

Gerard nods in understand at his younger brother's words. The kiss wasn't his fault and he would have to talk to Mike about what happened and put some ground rules down.