This Jetset Life Is Gonna Kill You *Me and FallingDark*

Sometime at 5am-ish his brother ell asleep and he hadd a showeer.

By the time it was time for them to leave for schooold Gerard had ended up with about ten inutes lseep, the pain kept waking him up, and had onl just managed to hide the worst o his bruising with a mix of eyeliner and a little white acepaint. He didn;t bother changing, his black band tshirt and jeans hid any blood, and walked to school next to iey.

Mikey stayed closetohis brother, when the got to the school gates,Mikey usheredGerard to the clasroom without much hastle and as no-one was there, gae him a quick peck on the cheek andleft.

Gerard rested hishead on his arms, closing his eyes until the bell went.

Mikey hoped Gerard would be okay, but he would seehimathome

Gerard was semi asleep when Zacky cae in "Hey"he said, forcing a smile through the short conversation they managed

"If ou two don't shut the hell up I will put you both on a months detention and have you suspended, if you'd like to talk so much how about you teach this lesson and I go and hve a coffee?," the teacher said hand onhip as the class tittered.

Gerard linched and burs into tears, burying hisace in his hands. He couldn't help it, due to the constant terror he lived in whenever he was in the sligtest bt o trouble he was scared o a beating.

"Okay, go to the counsellor untill you calm down," the teacher said sighing.

Gerard left uickly, ignoring how a ew people were laghing at him. He knocked on the school counsellers doorand insoected a bruise on his wrist.

"ahh,Gerard I presume,Mrs.Halpern called ahead." the consellor smiled. "Take a seat and lets have a talk about you." he smiled again, he was oddly smiley.Too smiey.Wierdly Smiley.

Gerard sat on one o thplastiic chairs and yanked his sleeve down. He stared at his feet.

"Okay,let's start, why did you comehere? I assume that it isn't yournorm to burst into ters in cass?"

"I-I d-d-d-didn'tm-mean t-t-t-t-t-to" stammered Gerard, biting his nails.

"It's okay, you don't eed to be nervous, I know you don't actually ave a stutter,justtake your time. I know you didn'tmean to, bt whatwas it thtmade you?"

"I-I d-d-d-do" stammered Gerard, getting upset at the eelin she wouldn;t believehim ,he shurged at the second question, not waning to admit it.

"I'e read your recordyou know, I know you have abrothe, shouldI callhim in here so hecan helpclear thisup?"

Gerard shook his head "Y-Y-You d-d-d-d-don't n-ned t-t-t-t-to"

"Like I said,just relax no-one will hurt you in here, I want to see you every thursday lunch time, just for a few minutes ater your dinner, and feel free to pop in whenever you want, but for now I think you should go home to cooloff okay?"

Gerard suddenlylooked terrified "N-N-N-N-No! Y-Y-You c-c-c-c-can't!"

"Okay, so it's somethigat home? Well if I callhome would that be better?"

Gerard whimpered "P-P-P-P-Please, y-y-y-y-y-you c-c-c-c-c-c-c-can't!"

"Okay,Gerard, if that's what you want, I think you can stay in here until breakin" h checked his watch, " 15 minutes, or you can goto class."

"I-I-I'll g-g-g-g-go" mumbled Gerard, standing up.

Once Gerard had left the room, the councellor proceeded to e-mail Mr. Chrissy tosend Michael Way tohis office

"Mikey, you're wanted in the counseller's office," the boredteacher said,oh God what's he done now, Mikey thought.