My Name Is Gerard.. Gerard Way.

Title:My name is Gerard.. Gerard Way.
Rating: R [Mature]
Genre: School/ Romance/ SLASH
Disclaimer: I Do not own any of these people, I own nothing.



My Name? Really, Does it matter anymore?

People Only make fun of it.

If you promise Not to laugh, make fun, or be rude in any way?

I'll tell you if you promise me that. I will tell you, Maybe I will tell you my whole story, That is, If you want to listen.

Well, My name is Gerard, Gerard Way. Noy Gee-Tard, Gay-Tard, Gerard Gay, And NOT Gee-Retard. I don't understand Why you people hate me and me name so bad.


My Name Is GERARD, Not that stupid-ass, Immature shit.

Last time I Told them It was stupid, I ended up in the hospitol.

Who are "They" You Might ask?

They Call themselfs the HOMICILLERS

As in, "The Homophobic's That Kill Homo's"

The Fucking Crackheads made it up themselfs.

It's Rpetty stupid, huh?

When I said that I Ended up with two broken ribs.

ONE PERSON. I told ONE fucking person My Screct, ONE.

Here's the thing, DON'T And I Mean DON'T EVER trust Bert fucking McCracken With your scrects, he'll give them out like he does free blow jobs, which he has been giving out a lot latley.

I'm suprised he hasn't got herpe's or something.

I still love him like a brother though.

ALOTHOUGH he was the one that got the Homicillers After me in the first place.

I told him I was Gay, He Spread the rumor, And I'm on the ground bleeding.

As Much as I hate him for that I still Have NEVER Told anyone his screct. I guess I'm just a nice guy like that. I dunno.

He's gay too.

Yeah, We.. We've had our moments.. Things here and there. But I want a Relationship.

Bert's more of a.. "Fuck and Don't call kind of Guy."

He's still.. kind of a good friend.

And...

"Bert And Gerard"
"Gerard And Bert"

They don't really go together.

This new kid came into my work the other day, His tight black pants clung to his ass in every nice form they should.

He ordered a Chocolate Smoothie With wipped cream, I still remember,

Yes, I work at dairy Queen, Fuck off.

I saw him in school today and he smiled at me, I got the butterflies, He's in my Art class And my Math class, Man he's beautiful.

I'm going to find out his name tomorrow.

"Gerard And New Kid."
"New Kid And Gerard"

This could work..

Haha. okay.

good.

I will remember that.

Not Gee-Tard, Gay-Tard, Gerard Gay, And NOT Gee-Retard

[A/N]: Skittle Little Littles?!?!?!?!?!

Today I came home witha bloody nose, Yes, The fucking Homicillers Got me again.

Just cause I was looking at the new kids ass.

I was caught, And backed up against the wall.

"Unlike you, He's Not a Fucki,ng Queer, And He's a Tad-Bit cool, So back the Fuck Off Gay-Tard!" Mark [The leader of the group] Said, then Spitting in My Face.

I Also recieved a Puch in the face, A Puch in the Eye And too many kicks in the ribs.

At least today they were a little bit nicer in my beating, usually I get something broken or cut open, Except for a Blooy nose And A Small Cut above my Eye, I'm doing pretty good.

"How Was School?" My mother Asked.

"Leave me The Fuck Alone. Do I fuckingLook Like a had a good fucking day mom?! Huh?! FUCK!" I yelled, Slamming my door shut.

"I'll Take that as a 'no' Then?" I heard her ask my stupid ass little brother.

"He got beat up again, Ma. What do you think?" I heard him reply, The stupid popular bitch ass mother fucker, He needs to learn how to stay out of my fucking buisness.

After All, He IS the homicillers Friend. They call him the cool-way, What the fuck is that supposed to mean? I'm cool. Well, Bert thinks I'm cool. Okay Shut up, so what if I have a fucking low self-esteem.

I wasn't paying attention to the new-kids name today, I was too busy Distracted by his face.

Fuck.

It's just.... Perfect.

How every little line and crevase is perfectly allined.

Did I mention He has a lip Ring AND a nose ring?

I mean, I wouldn't ever get one But, Still, How that Silver Reflected over his pale skin.

He's Beautiful!

I heard somthing Buzzing, I turned around And Saw my phone, Laying on the floor. I picked it up as it read 'Bert <3'

I laughed And answered It.

"Oh god, What the fuck are you laughing At? You STILL haven't tooken that little fucking heart by my name off, huh?" Bert voice rang through the other line.

"Nope."

"Ouii, Come on man, It's been a week, You laugh at it every time I call."

"Still not taking it off."

"Fine, Hey umm.. Listen, Dude, You wanna Hang out tonight?" He asked.

"Yeah, sure, Mine or yours?" I asked.

"Yours" He insisted.

"Why?"

"That's the whole point, My mom is being a fucking skank." He said.

"What'd you do this time?"

"She found a couple bottles of J.D. In my room." He said.

"Okay, I understand" I said.

"Okay, See you later, man." He said.

"Yeah."

"And take that Fucking heart off!"

"Bye bert." I said, I heard Him Groan on the other line.


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