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I told you all the time, but you made me mention your name.
0 ReviewsThe chapter title came from my teacher. Ironic that it sounds good noh?
Rachele's POV
It's now 5 months since Helena's funeral.
Things have changed. Gerard used to cry for 2 hours, but now he doesn't cry at all. Mikey has anxiety, but he has a girlfriend, literally the perfect girl for Mikey in this entire planet, Alicia, and yesterday, we all played video games in Ray's house and Gerard and Mikey won, because they were so happy. :D
We're now at Frank's house (except Mikey, though he's with Alicia) Frank and Gerard being drunk, because they challenged each other to a drinkfest and now, Frank is winning.
"See...I told you Gerard...." Frank said, "I fucking win at alcoholic drinks, sucker!"
"Yeah..." Gerard said "But you only win because you drunk Ray's beer too..."
Ray's face looked like he was going to protest, but Frank slapped his back and said, "Don't think about it, I can read your mind..." He started giggling (A/N think of the high pitched giggle in You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison) and fell on the seat.
"Rachele, hey Rachele..." Frank said, "Gerard lurvvvvveeees you!"
"Rachele loooooooves me too Frank," Gerard said, "Jealous much, Frankiekins?" Gerard turned to me and said, "Frank hasn't found a girlfriend in 2 years, sugar." and giggled.
"GERARD!" Frank looked like he was literally ready to kill.
Ray got shocked and started pulling Frank back, "Rachele, get Gerard and go! Frank's having his fits again!"
I didn't know Frank had fits. I didn't know what to do. I just stood there.
"Rachele, get Gerard and GET THE FUCK AWAY BEFORE FRANK HURTS GERARD!" Ray shouted.
"RAY, YOU'RE NOT GOING TO RESTRAIN ME!" Frank said fiercely, "Stop holding me NOW!"
I grabbed Gerard, who fell on the floor, giggling, and carried him to my car, he wasn't heavy, surprisingly, but I was scared...Frank never been this way before...
"Gerard, what the fuck happened?" I asked, driving away.
"Rachele, I can't explain, let me go back to Frank first, he's going to-" Gerard's alertness became higher.
"GERARD WHY WON'T YOU FUCKING EXPLAIN?!" I shouted.
"RACHELE I CAN'T EXPLAIN NOW LET'S GO BACK TO FRANK'S HOUSE BEFORE ANYONE ELSE GETS HURT!" Gerard yelled at me then pulled the stirring wheel.
"Fuck fuck FUUUUUUUUUUCK!" I shouted when I tried pressing the brakes.
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After maybe 3 days
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Gerard's POV
It was all my fault.
God, I was so fucking useless.
Rachele's laying there, unaware that I'm there for her, that I'm responsible for her injuries, for all her wounds...
Frank is okay. He calmed down after Ray gave him his pills, which wasn't took earlier that day.
Wait, he's not okay.
Why would he be?
It's now 5 months since Helena's funeral.
Things have changed. Gerard used to cry for 2 hours, but now he doesn't cry at all. Mikey has anxiety, but he has a girlfriend, literally the perfect girl for Mikey in this entire planet, Alicia, and yesterday, we all played video games in Ray's house and Gerard and Mikey won, because they were so happy. :D
We're now at Frank's house (except Mikey, though he's with Alicia) Frank and Gerard being drunk, because they challenged each other to a drinkfest and now, Frank is winning.
"See...I told you Gerard...." Frank said, "I fucking win at alcoholic drinks, sucker!"
"Yeah..." Gerard said "But you only win because you drunk Ray's beer too..."
Ray's face looked like he was going to protest, but Frank slapped his back and said, "Don't think about it, I can read your mind..." He started giggling (A/N think of the high pitched giggle in You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison) and fell on the seat.
"Rachele, hey Rachele..." Frank said, "Gerard lurvvvvveeees you!"
"Rachele loooooooves me too Frank," Gerard said, "Jealous much, Frankiekins?" Gerard turned to me and said, "Frank hasn't found a girlfriend in 2 years, sugar." and giggled.
"GERARD!" Frank looked like he was literally ready to kill.
Ray got shocked and started pulling Frank back, "Rachele, get Gerard and go! Frank's having his fits again!"
I didn't know Frank had fits. I didn't know what to do. I just stood there.
"Rachele, get Gerard and GET THE FUCK AWAY BEFORE FRANK HURTS GERARD!" Ray shouted.
"RAY, YOU'RE NOT GOING TO RESTRAIN ME!" Frank said fiercely, "Stop holding me NOW!"
I grabbed Gerard, who fell on the floor, giggling, and carried him to my car, he wasn't heavy, surprisingly, but I was scared...Frank never been this way before...
"Gerard, what the fuck happened?" I asked, driving away.
"Rachele, I can't explain, let me go back to Frank first, he's going to-" Gerard's alertness became higher.
"GERARD WHY WON'T YOU FUCKING EXPLAIN?!" I shouted.
"RACHELE I CAN'T EXPLAIN NOW LET'S GO BACK TO FRANK'S HOUSE BEFORE ANYONE ELSE GETS HURT!" Gerard yelled at me then pulled the stirring wheel.
"Fuck fuck FUUUUUUUUUUCK!" I shouted when I tried pressing the brakes.
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After maybe 3 days
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Gerard's POV
It was all my fault.
God, I was so fucking useless.
Rachele's laying there, unaware that I'm there for her, that I'm responsible for her injuries, for all her wounds...
Frank is okay. He calmed down after Ray gave him his pills, which wasn't took earlier that day.
Wait, he's not okay.
Why would he be?
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