I watched with vomit rising in my throat as Party Poison's eyes slid shut under Crescendo's kiss. His arms wrapped around her waist as he started kissing her back-
I stood bolt upright and ran to the bathroom with my hand clapped over my mouth.
The restroom looked like it hadn't been used or cleaned in years. Dust was thick among the spider webs, and I dimly noted in the back of my mind that the toilet I was barfing into smelled like termites and shit. Tears splashed down my cheeks and broke the film on the water.
I guess I can't love him. He and Crescendo are gonna be together forever and probably have tons of babies in the world I created by lying to the one who "loved" me.
I retched again.
Get it together, Rose, I told myself sternly, wiping the tears off my cheeks.
I liked Green Wallflower all right, but there was only one person I could tell this. And she wasn't here right now. I had to keep it together, to pretend nothing was wrong.
Like I had been doing my whole life.
The toilet didn't flush.
The car ride home was very subdued. Wallflower insisted on driving, and she sat up front with Poison while I sat in back with Crescendo.
You might say that that would be awkward, but she was fast asleep, and I was too preoccupied to even look at anyone. Wallflower's yammering and Poison's monotonic "hmm" replies were fading into the background as I stared out the window, concentrating all my efforts on not crying or looking depressed.
I helped unload the food and spent the rest of the day laughing and talking and aching and dying like everything was normal. I felt like I could only talk to her at night, when no one could hear.
And at last, when I had done a quick scan and confirmed that everyone was snoring (except Ghoul; he was on watch duty, but he was pretty far away), I let the tears spill over silently. I must've had gallons of it in there.
I sobbed as quietly as possible for a while, trying to explain to myself why I was so sad. Did I really love him like Grace had said? I couldn't, obviously; he clearly loved someone else. I shouldn't be sad, anyway. Me loving someone else jeopardized our mission. This shouldn't even be an issue.
Eventually, the illogically large amount of tears woke up Grace. I didn't notice for a while, but then I realized that she wasn't breathing steadily anymore. I sniffled and looked over.
"Why are you crying?"
"We're sisters. You're just as shitty of a liar as I am."
My breath was coming in great gasps that didn't get me enough air to string two words together. "Wh-when we we-were at-the place-the place where we got-got the-food," I choked, pausing to wipe my eyes on my hair, "I wa-walked past-this r-room and I l-looked in-inside-I looked inside and I-I saw-I s-saw-saw-I saw-"
I had to stop because the lump in my throat was making it impossible to breathe. But if you can believe it, I was still quiet enough that no one woke up.
"What did you see, Gift?" she asked tentatively.
I shook my head.
"Gift?" she murmured. "Can you tell me?"
I took a deep, shuddering breath. "I saw-P-Poison and C-Cr-Crescendo and-and sh-she had him ag-against the wall and-and she-she-she-"
Grace's mouth formed a little round o.
"And he-he kissed her b-back!"
"Oh, no, Gift..." she murmured, encompassing me in her arms and patting my back.
It took some time for me to get to sleep. Enough time for me to wonder who really was the older sister.
The whole time writing the last 2 chapters, I kept looking up at my MCR poster and saying "What the hell are you doing, Gerard?" God, even I get mad at these people and I know what's gonna happen. I can't imagine what it must be like for you guys. Have you ever been mad at the people in this story? Tell me in a review, because I want to punch Gift in the head more often than not, and hitting Ghoul and Kobra is tempting sometimes. But Crescendo? Man, that girl is a whole new level.
But right now, I just feel soooo bad for Gift:( I wanna give her a hug.
Dang you guys. Before I had to beg for reviews. Now I get, like, 3? You guys are sooo bipolar. Loljk I love youuu. (Seriously though, I do appreciate it.)