Dripping Steaming Hot Blood On A Ice Cold Black Rose

Franks P.O.V


“Great, double fucking math.” I muttered to myself while walking down the dirty school hall which was full of preppy skanks, dumbass jocks and those stupid ‘bad’ gangster morons who think they rule the place.



Man I hate this school, it’s just the same shit every day. The jocks pounding me and calling me a ‘emo’ faggot for wearing skinny jeans and eyeliner, the preppy skanks look and spread stupid rumours about me like ‘I saw him make out with the science teacher!’ and stupid shit like that, the fucking gangster morons try to rob me for my lunch money and shit then if I don’t give them it, I end up getting pounded into my locker for the second time of the day then get in trouble for truancy.



But its not just school that’s fucked up, my home life is too. My dad doesn’t wanna know me since I came out that I was gay. My mom keeps on saying it’s just a phase and keeps trying to get girls to go out with me. When are they gonna realise that it’s not a phase? I felt like this for almost a year now. I’ve even slept with guys! My parents are just stupid. They never thought they were getting a gay son.



The only two people that understand me are my two best buds, Mikey and Ray. They aren’t gay but they don’t really care that I am which I am grateful for.



I just walked to my stupid class and sat at the far back so I don’t get called for answering questions and stuff and I can just chill and write some music. Thankfully, Mrs. Hanson was off sick the bitch she is. We had some stupid substitute teacher called Mr. Lee who was fine how the class was and just gave us the sheet we had to do. Thankfully he didn’t notice me at the back so I just put my Ipod in my ears, and carried on what I was doing.
Thank god this class finished quickly so I just grabbed my bag and the rest of the shit I had to carry and walked to the door.



“And who are you boy?” The teacher walked towards me and looked at me weirdly like I was some sort of junkie ass.



“I’m Frank...” I muttered wanting to just leave and get to my music class.


“And why don’t you look like the other students I see?” He said obviously referring to the skinny jeans and Misfits tee.


“Like that’s any of your business…” I just said rudely. Man this guy is a dick. Can’t I just be me and not have to deal with this shit everyday?


After saying those words I just walked out the class and made my way down to music. The best time of the day for me, I get to play my beloved Pansy, meaning my guitar you perverts! I just walked to my locker to out all this shit in and get the one thing that can get me through the rest of the day.


Thank god there was no one in the hallway accept for the odd teacher and stuff so I didn’t have to deal with the jocks pushing me into the locker routine. I just stuffed all the books and shit into the locker and got what I loved the most and walked out to the music room.



Thank god there are no stupid ass teachers who think they can just toss around like nothing. There is only really cool teacher in here and I really look up to him as a person. Brian. But, he lets us call him Synyster or Syn which is really cool and what’s also cool, he like a year older than me. How he got to teach music so young I don’t know. “Frank! Dude! Get your ass over here man! You’re late!” I heard Mikey joke as I walked up to him and Ray.


“So did you bring it?” Ray asked me.


“Yeah I did. I didn’t forget it luckily.” I said going into my bag and getting him the extra D string he asked me for.


“This song is gonna kick ass when it’s finished!” Mikey squealed out. “


“Dude calm down! We still need a drummer and a singer for it.” Ray laughed out while putting the D string on his guitar.


“Well, why don’t we ask my brother? He’s a pretty good singer. Only is he’s not….” Then Mikey just cut off and carried on looking at his bass. Brother?


“What about the drummer?” Ray asked desperate for one.


Then I remembered Bob. He’s a pretty awesome drummer. I heard him play a couple times at the club me and him go to sometimes.


“I know a guy. I call him later if you want?” I said and their faces lit up then.


“Oh Frank! I didn’t notice you come in!” Syn said walking towards me.
“Hey Syn, what’s up?” I smiled.


“Hey, well me and the dudes are having a party on Friday and we wanted to know if you guys wanna come?” He asked me.


I wanted to jump out my chair and scream. Syn asked me! I really look up to this guy and he asked me and the guys to go to his party! For those who think I have a crush on him are in fact wrong! He is just a fucking inspiration. He even has a band!


“Sure! We would love to come!” I kinda squealed out.


“Great, well, its at my house at 6. I will e-mail the directions and shit” he said to me.


“Great, thanks.”


“And Mikey, ask your brother if he wants to come too.” Syn quickly said to Mikey. Mikey has a brother? I never knew. Well, I haven’t known him that long I guess.
We have only been friends for like a month. Since he came to this school.


“Umm sure… okay, I’ll ask.” Mikey murmured quietly so we could hardly hear him.


“Great, see all you guys there then.” Syn said getting ready to go and talk to Zacky who was with him. “Yeah great see you then!” We all quickly said and got back to talking.
“So Frank, you still coming over to mine after school then?” Mikey looked and asked me.


“Yeah dude, I just gotta go to the garage and pick up my car first. Is that okay?”


“Yeah that’s cool man.” Mikey said to me.


Then the bell rang for lunch, the worst time for me and probably Mikey and Ray too. Me, Ray and Mikey just sat in out usual place. Hoping no one come up to us and bother us. Like that’s gonna happen. We sat down for five minutes then these two skanks came up to us.


“Oh my god! Is it true that you and Mr. Lee had sex in the maths class? Is that why you was walking in the hall?! Oh my god!” they both looked at me.


“For god’s sake, are you two skanks so stupid you believe everything you hear? Or do you just want a reason to come up to us and bother us while we are eating?” I said really angrily. These skanks really piss me off! Everyday I get this shit! Why can’t there be a school were people don’t gossip or believe shit like that? Where there is just NORMAL kids? I don’t bother anyone at my school! I just keep quiet but then that’s not fucking good enough! Can’t we all just be equal!? The two girls just looked at me and walked away from the table. Then I just carried on eating this shit this so calls food. I don’t know why I eat it. It’s better than not eating at all right?



I managed to get though the rest of the day. Even though that fucking asshole jock Andy pushed me into my locker for ‘being an emo faggot’ and I got into trouble once again for not being where I should be. I picked up my homework shit and my Pansy and met Mikey outside the school. When I saw him he seemed to be really down about something. Could it be something to do with his brother? I dunno.



“Hey dude!” I said to him as I walked to wear he was standing.


“Hey Frank what the fuck to so long? I’ve been standing here for 10 minutes!!” He laughed out.


“Sorry I’m 10 minutes late! I had to get my guitar!” I explained putting Pansy on my back. “So, to the garage?”


“Too the garage!” He shouted doing a superman pose. I just laughed and walked with him out of the school.

*****


“What the fuck do you mean 200 bucks?!!” I spat in the mechanic’s face why the fuck is he charging me double?!


“Dude, you were supposed to pick up the car yesterday. It’s not my fault you didn’t come!” He told me. What the fuck?!


“Does that give you a fucking reason to charge me double?!”


“Well, no…but I got a wife and kids to support!” He said to me.


“I don’t give a fuck! You told me 100 bucks when I first gave you my car and that’s what I’m paying!” I spat. “How would your boss like it if I said you tried to con me?!” I was really losing patience with guy!


“Dude I’m sorry. 100 dollars it is then” he told me and signed the paper.


“Whatever just give me my fucking car!” I angrily said to him and he gave me the keys and I put my guitar and backpack on the backseat and sat in the driver’s seat. Mikey got in the passenger seat and put his bag on his lap. Then I just drove off.

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“Mom! Me and Frank are here!” Mikey yelled as we got in the house. “She must have gone out.” He said referring to the fact that he couldn’t hear his mother. “So you hungry?”


“Yeah I could eat!” I exclaimed and Mikey walked in the kitchen “Make yourself at home dude!”


I did and as Mikey said so and sat in the lounge. There house is really nice. There was pictures everywhere. I assumed they was Mikey and his brother as kids. They were cute I have to say! I noticed some drawing lying on the coffee table also. Who drew them? ‘Cause the person who drew them were really talented! I could never draw like that and I’m doing art at school.


Mikey came in the lounge with some popcorn and popsicles and put some DVD on. “So who drew those drawings?” I said to Mikey pointing at the drawing on the table.

“Oh… my brother Gerard drew them. He’s an art student. Well, he was..” He said before drifting off his words and watching the movie of Interview with a Vampire.

I didn’t say anymore about Gerard because I now knew he didn’t like talking about him a much so I just out my focus back on the popsicle I had in my mouth and the movie that was on the screen.


After a while of sitting here I realised that Mikey must have fell asleep so I picked up the blanket I saw on the opposite couch and placed it on him so we wasn’t cold seeing I’m nice like that and I brought the popcorn bowl into the kitchen and placed it in the sink. I sat in the kitchen for a little while and then I saw him. I couldn’t take my eye off him. He had beautiful hazel colour eyes. Long, jet black shoulder length hair, pale white skin and beautiful pump lips. I wanted to kiss him. I wanted to feel them lips upon mine. I wanted him and I have only just seen him for Christ sake! I could feel butterflies in the pit of my stomach. Is this
love at first sight?