I met Gerard outside the school on that Thursday morning. I was feeling a lot better now, my cold was completely gone.

"Morning," I greeted.

Gee smiled, his hand reaching for mine. I instinctively flinched away, cursing myself from the hurt look on Gee's face.

"I'm sorry," I muttered, reaching over for his hand nervously.

"You don't have to be scared, I'm right here with you," Gee reassured.

I nodded, swallowing thickly as we went inside the school. I looked around at everyone who hadn't seemed to notice us. My free hand ran through my hair as I took a deep breath. I walked down the hall, hand in hand with Gee.

"Hey, what the fuck?" Brendon asked, laughing as he stepped in front of us with Bob.

Gee held my hand a little tighter out of fear while I scowled at them.

"Fuck off," I replied.

I went to step around them but they blocked my way.

"Are you fucking gay now or some shit?" Brendon asked.

I pursed my lips as I glared. "I said to fuck off."

This only made Brendon laugh harder.

"God, even you've become a faggot, Frank," Bob sneered.

I let go of Gee's hand, shoving Bob's chest.

"What the fuck did you just call me?" I asked.

"A fucking faggot," Bob spat.

I clenched my fist, swinging it forward and nailing him in the face. Brendon jumped forward as Bob stumbled back. He pushed me roughly, making me fall back against Gee, who had hidden behind me.

"Please don't fight, I don't want you to get suspended again and leave me here alone," Gee whimpered quietly.

I sighed, holding his hand as I turned away from Brendon.

"Hey, stop being a fucking pansy and come fight me!" Brendon called.

I ignored him as other people watched. Gee's hand slipped from mine as he was pushed face first onto the ground. I reeled around, my fist connecting with Brendon's jaw. I shook my hand, a slight pain in my knuckles. I helped Gee to his feet, hurrying him down the hall with me.

"Are you okay, baby?" I asked.

Gee nodded and I gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. I kissed the top of his head, looking around self-consciously at the people who stared. However, Gee seemed to be happy now with the small smile on his face. We walked to his locker, more people still giving us weird looks.

"Is your hand okay, Frankie?" Gee asked worriedly when he finished putting the books he needed in his bag.

I realized I was rubbing it, helping to dull the pain.

"It hurts a bit, pumpkin, it's not bad though," I said.

Gee held my hand it is, bringing it up to his lips to kiss my knuckles.

"Do kisses make it better?" He asked.

I smiled, moving the hand he just kissed to run through his hair.

"Everything about you makes this better," I said quietly.

He smiled, going on his tip toes to give me a soft kiss. I held his hand as we walked towards his first class. The two of us stopped outside and he smiled. God, he looked so happy to be able to walk around holding my hand.

"I'll see you next hour, kitten," I said.

He giggled, nodding his head. I leaned down to kiss his forehead before he walked inside the classroom. When I turned around, I saw people still giving me looks. I ducked my head as I walked to my class. I don't like the stares, they're off-putting. The looks I receive makes me feel like I'm awful.

I don't know how Gee has managed to put up with it all this time, both at his old school and at this one. Hell, he's probably been dressing in skirts before high school, I can't even imagine how many times people have stared at him. I knew it probably hurt from the physical beatings, but I was never able to imagine just how bad it is non-physically. I guess I just don't know the half of the abuse.

As soon as first hour was over, I left the class and headed down the hall to the locker rooms. Gee wasn't there when I got there, but most of the people were. They all looked at me when I walked in, snickering before turning away.

"Looks like the new fag of the school is here," Brendon remarked. "Be careful, guys, he might stare at your asses while you're changing."

I glared, trying my best to contain my anger for Gee's sake.

"I bet he sucks dick on the weekends for money, we all know he's poor as fuck," someone joked.

"He probably takes it up the ass," someone else added.

I had to physically bite my tongue to keep from lashing out at them. I can't get suspended again, I don't want to leave Gee alone to deal with these assholes.

At that moment, Gee walked into the room, seeming to notice the tenseness as he looked around. I walked over to my locker, beginning to change into my gym clothes.

"God, you've become some a little bitch," Brendon said.

I clenched my teeth, pulling on my shirt. Gee walked up next to me with his gym clothes already on.

"Don't listen to them, Frankie," Gee whispered.

I sent him a fake smile, one that Gee returned genuinely. He leaned up to kiss my cheek, a small blush on his face.

"Faggots," someone said.

I slammed my locker shut, scaring Gee as he jumped. He bit his lip, looking at me nervously. I sighed as I leaned against the lockers, running a hand down my face in frustration.

"What's taking so long?" The coach asked as he walked in.

People grumbled in response. We headed out to the gym, lining up where the girls were waiting. Coach Carlson stood in front of us.

"I know it's all of yours favorite sport," he said with a smirk. "It's football time."

There were groans among us.

"And better yet, it's not too cold out so we can even go out to the field," he added.

God dammit, why does he like to torture us so?

"Alright, everyone, let's not waste our time," he said.

We all headed out to the field while one person carried the sack of balls.

"Alright, team captains today," Coach said. "Brendon and Alex."

The two stood in front of the group, one by one picking the teams. I stood in the crowd that was getting smaller and smaller. Usually I'm one of the first picked, especially if Brendon's the captain, but now everyone is avoiding me being on their team.

"Billie Joe," Alex picked.

The only person standing there with me now was Gee as we waited.

"Gerard," Brendon picked.

Gee looked at me nervously before going over to stand behind Brendon.

"Guess all the teams are full then," Brendon remarked, a smirk on his face as I glared at him.

"Iero, get onto Gaskarth's team," Coach said.

I sighed, dragging my feet on the way over. He handed pennies to my team, which we promptly put on over our shirts. He quickly explained the rules and soon we were out on the field. The game went on boringly, most of the time barely getting any points.

At one point we were just starting. Everyone started playing once the ball was in the air again. I caught the ball as someone threw it towards me, only to have it fall from my arms when someone tackled me. I groaned as my back hit against the ground and the whistle blew.

"Urie! This isn't tackle football!" Coach Carlson shouted. "Two hand touch only!"

"Sorry, I forgot," Brendon said, then turned to me to quietly say, "But I bet you love being pinned down by men."

I pushed him, standing up and brushing myself off. Gee nervously stepped up and looked up at me.

"A-are you okay?" He asked.

I sighed, nodding my head. I leaned down to kiss his forehead and he giggled.

"On the bench, Brendon," Coach ordered.

Brendon smirked at me before standing up and going over to sit on the bench. I ran a hand through my hair while we started again.

By the time gym ended, I was extremely annoyed. I headed back into the locker rooms to the showers, got undressed and stood under the cold stream of water. I was in and out of there was fast as possible, going back to my clothes to change. Gee sat on the bench next to me as I finished, he had already changed into his grey dress with long sleeves, white thigh highs, and black ankle boots.

"C'mon, baby, let's go," I said as I shut my locker.

"But class hasn't really ended yet, we could get caught by hall monitors," Gee worried.

I smirked and held his hand as he stood up.

"There's only a few minutes left, no one will even notice," I said.

I led Gee out of the room and towards the bathroom in the East hall, which was the most unused bathroom. I pulled him into a stall with me, pressing him against the door as I locked it. My lips locked against his, all my frustration coming out as I kissed him hungrily. Gee pulled away with a dark blush.

"But, daddy, we're in public," he whispered.

I smirked. "Thought you liked breaking the rules, you said it was fun. And I know how rule breaking gets you all hot and bothered. Makes your princess parts all hard and achy for daddy's cock, ain't that right, sugar?"

Gee whimpered as he nodded. My finger snuck into the top of his thigh high, pulling it back and letting it snap against his chubby thigh. Gee gasped, moaning softly as he looked up at me in need.

"Someone's been such a good boy," I muttered, kissing along the skin of his neck. "Although, you weren't very good at your pool, I think you still need your punishment for that, baby boy."

"Wh-what's my punishment, daddy?" Gee asked.

"Well, I guess we'll just have to wait to get home, there's nothing to tie you up with here."