Categories > Celebrities > My Chemical Romance > The End Is Only The Beginning
After running 16 laps around the gymnasium in P.E. I thought I was gonna fucking faint. I was so looking forward to going home and taking a nap on my nice new couch. As I walked towards my locker I saw Paul leaning on it. Oh fuck. I forgot I told him I'd meet him after school. He smiled as I walked up.
"Just give me a minute" I told him twisting the locks dial around. 13-26-12. Nothing happened. Damn it. Paul sighed and took a step to the side. He knows locks and I dont get along so well. He must’ve seen someone he knew in the science lab and figured I'd be a while cause he went in to the doorway and started talking to someone. I couldn’t see who. And I actually didn’t care. I was still spinning the dial. Fuck I hate these locks.Okay.. thirteen..yes.....twenty six..oh it made a click thats good right? clicks are good right?..ok now last number... here it comes slow down.. twelv—
Someone bumped my arm. The dial landed on thirty. I jiggle the handle. "Fuck!" I cry out and bang my hand on the locker door. I look over its Mikey. He’s trying not to laugh at me."What the hell man?" I tell him.
"Sorry." He mumbles pushing his glasses up. "You need help?" He asks. I nod. Of course I need help. I always fucking need help. I give him my combo and he opens it in like 2 seconds. I mean what the fucks wrong with me. How can I not open a goddamn combination lock.
I hung my bag on the hook inside the locker and pulled out my coat. As I was putting it on Mikey was telling me Gerard got detention today for falling asleep in English class this morning. He wanted to come home with me to wait. I shook my head no.
"Uh I have plans today Mikey." I said as Paul appeared over my shoulder.
Paul, the model of proper etiquette, totally ignored Mikey standing next to me. "You ready yet?" He asked sliding his hands in his pockets. Mikey looked at him then at me.
Mikey leant over to me "Are you going with him?" he said quietly. I nodded. Mikey took a step back.
"Wait..let me explain.." I said. Mikey shook his head.
"Explain what? I fucking knew you were just using Gee" Mikey said taking another step back. "You’re just a bitch Elle." He said turning his back to me. He started to walk away.
"Wait Mikey!" I called out. He didn’t stop.
"What’d ya just call her?" Paul snarls from behind me. Fuck. Paul takes a step forward. I grab his arm and stop him from following Mikey. He tries to push my arm off him. I grab him tighter.
"Thats enough!" I said biting my lip again.
Mikey looks over his shoulder and smirks at me holding Pauls arm. He’s shaking his head as he turns the corner.
"God damn it" I say letting Pauls arm go. I punch him in the arm. He chuckles at me as I’m zippering up my coat.
Paul reaches over and slams my locker door shut.
"You just gonna take that from him?" He asks me.
"Fuck Paul..this is all your fault." I say rubbing my temples. I’m getting a headache.
"Hey we could’ve ditched. YOU wanted to go to class." he chuckles. I frown. "Okay sorry..are you ready now?" He asks weakly. I nod. I follow Paul out to his car.
"What did you even wanna talk about Paul?" I ask roughly as I got in his car. Fuck. I wonder what Mikeys gonna tell Gerard...Damn it!
"I’m just worried about you." He said starting the car.
"Well dont." I told him coldly. "I mean you do know that we are over right?" I say turning to him. Paul stops at the red light. Fuck this is so ridiculous. I could’ve just walked through the side gate and down my block. No we have to fucking drive around 3 blocks and a god damn u-turn.
"Yeah I know.."He lets go of the shifter and reaches for my hand. We sat in silence for a while. Then he says "But that doesn’t mean I’m just gonna stop caring for you Elle..and I just cant sit by and watch you get hurt."
"Holy shit Paul!" I exclaim. "I told you I just bit my fucking lip! NO ONE hurt me!"
"Yeah I know Elle you told me already..youre not hurt." He said roughly. We pull up in front of my house. I roll my eyes and grab the door handle.
"Well then we're good... so uh goodbye.." I said abruptly opening the door and getting out. I was walking up the steps and Paul was following behind me.
"You’re lying." He declared and he sat on the top step.
"You dont believe me?" I asked him folding my arms. He looked over his shoulder at me.
"Aw Elle.. I fucking know you.. you are hurt" He stammered. I sighed.
"And you know this cause..." I asked
"cause you only bite your lip when you’re real upset." He said softly. I just looked at him. He turned back and looked down at his sneakers. He went on "I just want you to know that even though were not together anymore I''ll always be here for you. I mean were still friends right?" He asked looking up. He really seemed sincere. I wanted to believe him.
So I told him yeah, thanks for the ride blah blah blah.Sure we can be friends...whatever...He finally got up. Nap time here I come! Thats when I realized I didn’t have my messenger bag...or my purse with my keys...Shit. I hung my bag in the locker when I put on my coat. Damn it.
"I'll just get the spare key" Paul said getting up, he picked up the middle flowerpot. Fuck. Does everyone and their mother know thats where I kept it. "Its not here." Paul called out. I knew moving it was a good idea. I smiled and stood up.
"I moved it." I told him proudly. He smiled.
"Where?" he asked.
"I’m not telling you!." I said defiantly.” you think cause were friends now I’m gonna tell you?" I teased. He looked at me for a minute then out of no where grabbed me and started tickling me until I told him. Bastard.
Now hes standing on the lawn reaching into the hole in the tree. Aw come on already how fucking hard is it to pull a key out. I’m getting cold.
"Are you sure its this tree?" He calls out. I go down the steps towards him.
"Uh yeah thats the only fucking tree on the lawn!" I yell. Ooops there’s Mrs. Watson from next door with her dog. I wave politely. She frowns. What an uptight bitch. Like she never heard the word fuck before.
"There’s no key here Elle...just some god damn acorns and aaaaaaaaaaaaah! FUCK!" Paul screams out. A small gray ball of fur comes shooting out of the hole. Mrs. Watsons dog lunged forward breaking the hook on his leash and took off after it. Mrs.Watson screamed at the dog. Paul pulled his hand out. Its bleeding. Bleeding bad. He’s gripped it tightly with his other hand. Cursing under his breath.
"Oh my god, oh my god. oh my god."Is all I could say.I ran over and looked at it. Shit. It looked bad. There was so much blood. I hate blood. Mrs. Watson comes over.
"Oh dear you need to go to the emergency room." She tells us.
"Naw its alright." Paul says. Mrs. Watson insists. She says animal bites are dangerous. Could be infected. Fuck.. I grab Pauls keys from his pocket.
"God damn it" I tell him. "Get in the fucking car..Im bringing you to the ER." I said waving the keys in the air. He hesitantly gets in. "Fuck..didnt you hear her? " I tell him on the way. "Mrs Watson says that you could have rabies or tetanus or some shit if you dont get antibiotics you could even die! Oh god dont DIE!!" I scream at him as we speed down the highway. I’m starting to freak out.
"Aw calm down Elle..Im not gonna die...I might need stitches though.." He said looking at his hand. Blood was dripping on his pants.
"Oh my god! what if they can’t stitch it?!" I’m starting to cry. And its official. I have now totally freaked out.
"Shhh..just watch the road.." He says rubbing my thigh. Fuck. hes the one who’s hurt and hes comforting me. We get into the emergency room and I am beyond hysterical.
I run up to the counter."A wild animal just attacked my boyfriend" I tell the nurse. She looks up. Wait boyfriend? Whatever. "Anyway it was huge like 60 pounds with fangs down to here" I tell her waving my arms frantically."He stole my key from the tree and then he tried to eat him..." I’m hyperventilating. The nurse comes over to help me. " No not me!" I scream at her. "Help him....HIM!!" I scream pointing at Paul. He’s standing next to me calmly.
The nurse brings us into some curtained off area. She tells me to sit in the chair and gives me a little pink pill in a paper cup. She says it will help me relax. Fuck she sounds like Miss Roberts. I swallow it and close my eyes for a second. When I open them I see Paul lying on the bed cart thing. A while later a doctor lady came in and started stitching his hand.
"Ha! told you they could stitch it" He says to me and laughs. I frown at him. He’s still laughing.
"This isn’t funny." I tell him.
"Come here" He says reaching his good arm out. I climb up onto the bed next to him.
"I’m so sorry" I say. He reaches his arm and pulls me next to him. He squeezes me softly. I laid next to him watch the doctor finish his hand up.
"So I can go now?" He asks her when she finished.
No she tells him. He’s gotta stay.They sent animal control to try and find the squirrel or what ever the fuck it was that bit him. If they cant find it hes gotta get rabies shots and a bunch of other shots she started rattling off. As a precaution of course. I can feel my heart beating faster. I think I’m gonna pass out. Paul felt me tense up next to him cause I was still pressed against him. He started stroking my hair.
"Shhh..its alright" he said pulling my head onto his chest."Dont worry Elle they'll find that little fucker." He said I was crying again."Just close your eyes..try to sleep" He said. I did and I drifted off to sleep quickly. Man that hospital had some kind of good drugs. I opened my eyes several hours later still curled up next to Paul. He was watching the evening news on the overhead TV.
"Did they find him?" I ask. He shakes his head no. Aw fuck!
"This is all my fault." I told him. He shrugged a little still watching the sports recap on the news. I wanted him to say no it wasn’t but he didn’t. He just sighed. "You think I did it intentionally." I sobbed. He sighed again.
"Well no not intentionally. you can’t make a squirrel attack intentionally.. but come on Elle..who puts their key in a squirrels nest?" He says laughing under his breath wiping the tears in my eyes.
"How was I suppose to know that fucking squirrels live in trees?" I tell him. Pauls laughing again. "This is so not funny" I tell him. His mom walks in the room. I say hello to her as I got off the bed. She seemed to be in a good mood with all things considered. She’s smiling at me.
"Oh your up!" She says to me. Well, apparently she’s been here for a while..then I find out that Paul didn’t tell his mom that we had broken up. I didn’t realize this until after some awkward conversation passed. So she wanted me to come spend Christmas with them. I tried to decline but seeing how I may have just given her son rabies I agreed.
After the words passed through my lips did I realize what I just agreed to...
Christmas...
with Paul!
Several more hours passed. They finally found the squirrel...then they had to test its blood..so we waited and waited and finally at like fucking 4 am the nurse comes in and gives Paul a shot and says he can go. He was gonna go with his mom. He told me to take his car home that he'd get it tomorrow.
I was halfway down my block when I realized I still didn’t have to fucking keys to my house. Shit..well I know they said that they caught the squirrel but I am NOT reaching my hand into that hole. What if he has a brother? Lots of people have brothers..The squirrel could have a brother...Like Gerard and Mikey. they’re brothers...oh fuck Mikey...
Yesterday seemed like a fucking year ago. It was almost 5 am. Maybe the janitors at the school and I can get my bag from my locker. I park Paul’s car in the front of the lot and try the doors. They’re all locked. Fuck I'll just have to wait. Ha! It’ll be the first time I’m early for school!!
I laid down in Paul’s backseat and closed my eyes. Fuck I was so tired. I only slept those few hours when we first got to the ER. I must’ve drifted off to sleep cause the next thing I hear is someone tapping on the window. I squint my eyes open. Its Larry..fuck I mean Steve... Aw fuck. What time is it? Man there’s only like 5 minutes till the bell.Everyones already going in. I'll never make it home and back. I open the car door and get out and yawn.
"Uh whatcha doing Elle?" He asks looking me up and down.
"I can explain." I tell him "Uh just not now.."I say as I spot Gerard smoking by the door."see ya Steve." I cry out running towards the door. A crowd of people all decide to go in at the same time. Uh maybe cause the first bell just rung.Fuck. He's gone. I walk towards my locker. Melissa is at hers.
"Hi stranger!" She says.
"Oh hey Melissa what’s up?" I tell her and absentmindedly start twisting my dial. Then the most unbelievable thing happened. It opened...
I just opened my locker! I was beaming with pride. "Were you with Paul last night?" A voice says behind me. I turn its Gerard. I’m still smiling holding my locker door open.
"Huh?" I ask grabbing my bag from the hook. I rip it open and look inside. Oh hallelujah! My bag..oh I’ve missed you... my keys! ... and my make up ..and what’s that..a fucking hair brush? yes!..oh and my altiods!
"Were you with Paul last night?" Gerard repeated. I look up at him.
"Yeah..hey did you see me open my locker?!?" I exclaim still smiling and now clutching my bag tightly. I am never putting my bag in my locker again.
"Congratulations" He smirks and walks away. Whoa. What the fuck was that for? Damn is he moody. I grab my stuff and head to photo lab. Chrissie sees me walk in and jumps up.
"Oh my god Elle whereas your black shirt?" She exclaims. I look down at my gray thermal shirt. Gerard is talking to Frankie in the corner. Frankie is looking over at me funny. "Weren’t you wearing that yesterday?" Chrissie says crinkling her nose at me.
"Look I’m not in the mood okay." I snap at her. She shrugs and goes and sits in her seat.
"Miss Waller" Mr. Edwards says holding up a slip. God damn it what did I do now? The fucking office its says...not the guidance office the main office...oooh. I bet I’m in trouble now. I had to sit in a chair in the office for like 10 fucking minutes before the vice principle calls me in to his office.
Apparently some of my teacher’s feel I’m cheating which is seriously frowned upon he says. Oh this is cause of Ms. Leanords? I tell him that she’s a nut job..and she never liked me and that I told her Id do the test again..Hes shaking his head at me. No...its not Ms. Leanords.. he says...he pulls out that fucking red bubble strip thing from social studies and hands it to me. I just stare at it. Uh yeah so....He says I got every question right. 179 of them.
I start laughing. Oh fuck. He wants to know how I did it. No one got them all right. certainly not a C student like myself... I tell him its cause 'Elle rules'..Hes not amused. He wants an answer.
I connect the dots and hand him the paperback. "uh see...Elle rules..." I say softly. He looks at it, then at me, then at the paper again. He sighs.
"I dont know what to say Elle.." he said rubbing his temple. Fuck now I’m giving him a headache behind his eye. "Your going to have to take the test again." he says putting the sheet back in a folder. Aw come on thats so not fair. I didn’t cheat!! He said I didn’t take the test either so...fuck.. I walk out there seriously pissed off now. That would’ve been my first A all year..The bells ringing. I follow Gerard into study hall and sit across from him.
"Is this some kind of joke?" He snaps at me.
"Huh?" I ask. He wont look at me. "Is this cause of Paul?" I ask. He doesn’t answer. "You’re pissed cause I’m friends with Paul now?" I ask.
"Friends?" He snarls. "You’re not 'back together'?" he asks making air quotes. I hate air quotes.
"Uh no." I say raising my eyebrows at him.
"Oh thats right..I forgot.." Gerard says roughly.” You dont like 'relationships'." Again with the fucking air quotes. I wrinkle my eyebrows at him. He went on "Relationships are too hard.. you just like fucking guys in bars and on pool tables and where else...mmm, back seat of his car maybe?"
My jaw dropped. All I could say is "What?" as my eyes filled with tears.
"Aw dont even cry." he snapped. Heather was standing behind him.
"Elle..youve got to come over and tell me what happened with Paul last night!" She squealed. I looked up at her.
"Go head" Gerard snapped. "Tell us...I’m just dying to know.." he said mimicking her. Heather frowned.
"Fuck you Gerard." I said getting up. He just gave me an icy cold stare. Damn him.Hes so fucking cruel to me....so why do I love him so much?
"Just give me a minute" I told him twisting the locks dial around. 13-26-12. Nothing happened. Damn it. Paul sighed and took a step to the side. He knows locks and I dont get along so well. He must’ve seen someone he knew in the science lab and figured I'd be a while cause he went in to the doorway and started talking to someone. I couldn’t see who. And I actually didn’t care. I was still spinning the dial. Fuck I hate these locks.Okay.. thirteen..yes.....twenty six..oh it made a click thats good right? clicks are good right?..ok now last number... here it comes slow down.. twelv—
Someone bumped my arm. The dial landed on thirty. I jiggle the handle. "Fuck!" I cry out and bang my hand on the locker door. I look over its Mikey. He’s trying not to laugh at me."What the hell man?" I tell him.
"Sorry." He mumbles pushing his glasses up. "You need help?" He asks. I nod. Of course I need help. I always fucking need help. I give him my combo and he opens it in like 2 seconds. I mean what the fucks wrong with me. How can I not open a goddamn combination lock.
I hung my bag on the hook inside the locker and pulled out my coat. As I was putting it on Mikey was telling me Gerard got detention today for falling asleep in English class this morning. He wanted to come home with me to wait. I shook my head no.
"Uh I have plans today Mikey." I said as Paul appeared over my shoulder.
Paul, the model of proper etiquette, totally ignored Mikey standing next to me. "You ready yet?" He asked sliding his hands in his pockets. Mikey looked at him then at me.
Mikey leant over to me "Are you going with him?" he said quietly. I nodded. Mikey took a step back.
"Wait..let me explain.." I said. Mikey shook his head.
"Explain what? I fucking knew you were just using Gee" Mikey said taking another step back. "You’re just a bitch Elle." He said turning his back to me. He started to walk away.
"Wait Mikey!" I called out. He didn’t stop.
"What’d ya just call her?" Paul snarls from behind me. Fuck. Paul takes a step forward. I grab his arm and stop him from following Mikey. He tries to push my arm off him. I grab him tighter.
"Thats enough!" I said biting my lip again.
Mikey looks over his shoulder and smirks at me holding Pauls arm. He’s shaking his head as he turns the corner.
"God damn it" I say letting Pauls arm go. I punch him in the arm. He chuckles at me as I’m zippering up my coat.
Paul reaches over and slams my locker door shut.
"You just gonna take that from him?" He asks me.
"Fuck Paul..this is all your fault." I say rubbing my temples. I’m getting a headache.
"Hey we could’ve ditched. YOU wanted to go to class." he chuckles. I frown. "Okay sorry..are you ready now?" He asks weakly. I nod. I follow Paul out to his car.
"What did you even wanna talk about Paul?" I ask roughly as I got in his car. Fuck. I wonder what Mikeys gonna tell Gerard...Damn it!
"I’m just worried about you." He said starting the car.
"Well dont." I told him coldly. "I mean you do know that we are over right?" I say turning to him. Paul stops at the red light. Fuck this is so ridiculous. I could’ve just walked through the side gate and down my block. No we have to fucking drive around 3 blocks and a god damn u-turn.
"Yeah I know.."He lets go of the shifter and reaches for my hand. We sat in silence for a while. Then he says "But that doesn’t mean I’m just gonna stop caring for you Elle..and I just cant sit by and watch you get hurt."
"Holy shit Paul!" I exclaim. "I told you I just bit my fucking lip! NO ONE hurt me!"
"Yeah I know Elle you told me already..youre not hurt." He said roughly. We pull up in front of my house. I roll my eyes and grab the door handle.
"Well then we're good... so uh goodbye.." I said abruptly opening the door and getting out. I was walking up the steps and Paul was following behind me.
"You’re lying." He declared and he sat on the top step.
"You dont believe me?" I asked him folding my arms. He looked over his shoulder at me.
"Aw Elle.. I fucking know you.. you are hurt" He stammered. I sighed.
"And you know this cause..." I asked
"cause you only bite your lip when you’re real upset." He said softly. I just looked at him. He turned back and looked down at his sneakers. He went on "I just want you to know that even though were not together anymore I''ll always be here for you. I mean were still friends right?" He asked looking up. He really seemed sincere. I wanted to believe him.
So I told him yeah, thanks for the ride blah blah blah.Sure we can be friends...whatever...He finally got up. Nap time here I come! Thats when I realized I didn’t have my messenger bag...or my purse with my keys...Shit. I hung my bag in the locker when I put on my coat. Damn it.
"I'll just get the spare key" Paul said getting up, he picked up the middle flowerpot. Fuck. Does everyone and their mother know thats where I kept it. "Its not here." Paul called out. I knew moving it was a good idea. I smiled and stood up.
"I moved it." I told him proudly. He smiled.
"Where?" he asked.
"I’m not telling you!." I said defiantly.” you think cause were friends now I’m gonna tell you?" I teased. He looked at me for a minute then out of no where grabbed me and started tickling me until I told him. Bastard.
Now hes standing on the lawn reaching into the hole in the tree. Aw come on already how fucking hard is it to pull a key out. I’m getting cold.
"Are you sure its this tree?" He calls out. I go down the steps towards him.
"Uh yeah thats the only fucking tree on the lawn!" I yell. Ooops there’s Mrs. Watson from next door with her dog. I wave politely. She frowns. What an uptight bitch. Like she never heard the word fuck before.
"There’s no key here Elle...just some god damn acorns and aaaaaaaaaaaaah! FUCK!" Paul screams out. A small gray ball of fur comes shooting out of the hole. Mrs. Watsons dog lunged forward breaking the hook on his leash and took off after it. Mrs.Watson screamed at the dog. Paul pulled his hand out. Its bleeding. Bleeding bad. He’s gripped it tightly with his other hand. Cursing under his breath.
"Oh my god, oh my god. oh my god."Is all I could say.I ran over and looked at it. Shit. It looked bad. There was so much blood. I hate blood. Mrs. Watson comes over.
"Oh dear you need to go to the emergency room." She tells us.
"Naw its alright." Paul says. Mrs. Watson insists. She says animal bites are dangerous. Could be infected. Fuck.. I grab Pauls keys from his pocket.
"God damn it" I tell him. "Get in the fucking car..Im bringing you to the ER." I said waving the keys in the air. He hesitantly gets in. "Fuck..didnt you hear her? " I tell him on the way. "Mrs Watson says that you could have rabies or tetanus or some shit if you dont get antibiotics you could even die! Oh god dont DIE!!" I scream at him as we speed down the highway. I’m starting to freak out.
"Aw calm down Elle..Im not gonna die...I might need stitches though.." He said looking at his hand. Blood was dripping on his pants.
"Oh my god! what if they can’t stitch it?!" I’m starting to cry. And its official. I have now totally freaked out.
"Shhh..just watch the road.." He says rubbing my thigh. Fuck. hes the one who’s hurt and hes comforting me. We get into the emergency room and I am beyond hysterical.
I run up to the counter."A wild animal just attacked my boyfriend" I tell the nurse. She looks up. Wait boyfriend? Whatever. "Anyway it was huge like 60 pounds with fangs down to here" I tell her waving my arms frantically."He stole my key from the tree and then he tried to eat him..." I’m hyperventilating. The nurse comes over to help me. " No not me!" I scream at her. "Help him....HIM!!" I scream pointing at Paul. He’s standing next to me calmly.
The nurse brings us into some curtained off area. She tells me to sit in the chair and gives me a little pink pill in a paper cup. She says it will help me relax. Fuck she sounds like Miss Roberts. I swallow it and close my eyes for a second. When I open them I see Paul lying on the bed cart thing. A while later a doctor lady came in and started stitching his hand.
"Ha! told you they could stitch it" He says to me and laughs. I frown at him. He’s still laughing.
"This isn’t funny." I tell him.
"Come here" He says reaching his good arm out. I climb up onto the bed next to him.
"I’m so sorry" I say. He reaches his arm and pulls me next to him. He squeezes me softly. I laid next to him watch the doctor finish his hand up.
"So I can go now?" He asks her when she finished.
No she tells him. He’s gotta stay.They sent animal control to try and find the squirrel or what ever the fuck it was that bit him. If they cant find it hes gotta get rabies shots and a bunch of other shots she started rattling off. As a precaution of course. I can feel my heart beating faster. I think I’m gonna pass out. Paul felt me tense up next to him cause I was still pressed against him. He started stroking my hair.
"Shhh..its alright" he said pulling my head onto his chest."Dont worry Elle they'll find that little fucker." He said I was crying again."Just close your eyes..try to sleep" He said. I did and I drifted off to sleep quickly. Man that hospital had some kind of good drugs. I opened my eyes several hours later still curled up next to Paul. He was watching the evening news on the overhead TV.
"Did they find him?" I ask. He shakes his head no. Aw fuck!
"This is all my fault." I told him. He shrugged a little still watching the sports recap on the news. I wanted him to say no it wasn’t but he didn’t. He just sighed. "You think I did it intentionally." I sobbed. He sighed again.
"Well no not intentionally. you can’t make a squirrel attack intentionally.. but come on Elle..who puts their key in a squirrels nest?" He says laughing under his breath wiping the tears in my eyes.
"How was I suppose to know that fucking squirrels live in trees?" I tell him. Pauls laughing again. "This is so not funny" I tell him. His mom walks in the room. I say hello to her as I got off the bed. She seemed to be in a good mood with all things considered. She’s smiling at me.
"Oh your up!" She says to me. Well, apparently she’s been here for a while..then I find out that Paul didn’t tell his mom that we had broken up. I didn’t realize this until after some awkward conversation passed. So she wanted me to come spend Christmas with them. I tried to decline but seeing how I may have just given her son rabies I agreed.
After the words passed through my lips did I realize what I just agreed to...
Christmas...
with Paul!
Several more hours passed. They finally found the squirrel...then they had to test its blood..so we waited and waited and finally at like fucking 4 am the nurse comes in and gives Paul a shot and says he can go. He was gonna go with his mom. He told me to take his car home that he'd get it tomorrow.
I was halfway down my block when I realized I still didn’t have to fucking keys to my house. Shit..well I know they said that they caught the squirrel but I am NOT reaching my hand into that hole. What if he has a brother? Lots of people have brothers..The squirrel could have a brother...Like Gerard and Mikey. they’re brothers...oh fuck Mikey...
Yesterday seemed like a fucking year ago. It was almost 5 am. Maybe the janitors at the school and I can get my bag from my locker. I park Paul’s car in the front of the lot and try the doors. They’re all locked. Fuck I'll just have to wait. Ha! It’ll be the first time I’m early for school!!
I laid down in Paul’s backseat and closed my eyes. Fuck I was so tired. I only slept those few hours when we first got to the ER. I must’ve drifted off to sleep cause the next thing I hear is someone tapping on the window. I squint my eyes open. Its Larry..fuck I mean Steve... Aw fuck. What time is it? Man there’s only like 5 minutes till the bell.Everyones already going in. I'll never make it home and back. I open the car door and get out and yawn.
"Uh whatcha doing Elle?" He asks looking me up and down.
"I can explain." I tell him "Uh just not now.."I say as I spot Gerard smoking by the door."see ya Steve." I cry out running towards the door. A crowd of people all decide to go in at the same time. Uh maybe cause the first bell just rung.Fuck. He's gone. I walk towards my locker. Melissa is at hers.
"Hi stranger!" She says.
"Oh hey Melissa what’s up?" I tell her and absentmindedly start twisting my dial. Then the most unbelievable thing happened. It opened...
I just opened my locker! I was beaming with pride. "Were you with Paul last night?" A voice says behind me. I turn its Gerard. I’m still smiling holding my locker door open.
"Huh?" I ask grabbing my bag from the hook. I rip it open and look inside. Oh hallelujah! My bag..oh I’ve missed you... my keys! ... and my make up ..and what’s that..a fucking hair brush? yes!..oh and my altiods!
"Were you with Paul last night?" Gerard repeated. I look up at him.
"Yeah..hey did you see me open my locker?!?" I exclaim still smiling and now clutching my bag tightly. I am never putting my bag in my locker again.
"Congratulations" He smirks and walks away. Whoa. What the fuck was that for? Damn is he moody. I grab my stuff and head to photo lab. Chrissie sees me walk in and jumps up.
"Oh my god Elle whereas your black shirt?" She exclaims. I look down at my gray thermal shirt. Gerard is talking to Frankie in the corner. Frankie is looking over at me funny. "Weren’t you wearing that yesterday?" Chrissie says crinkling her nose at me.
"Look I’m not in the mood okay." I snap at her. She shrugs and goes and sits in her seat.
"Miss Waller" Mr. Edwards says holding up a slip. God damn it what did I do now? The fucking office its says...not the guidance office the main office...oooh. I bet I’m in trouble now. I had to sit in a chair in the office for like 10 fucking minutes before the vice principle calls me in to his office.
Apparently some of my teacher’s feel I’m cheating which is seriously frowned upon he says. Oh this is cause of Ms. Leanords? I tell him that she’s a nut job..and she never liked me and that I told her Id do the test again..Hes shaking his head at me. No...its not Ms. Leanords.. he says...he pulls out that fucking red bubble strip thing from social studies and hands it to me. I just stare at it. Uh yeah so....He says I got every question right. 179 of them.
I start laughing. Oh fuck. He wants to know how I did it. No one got them all right. certainly not a C student like myself... I tell him its cause 'Elle rules'..Hes not amused. He wants an answer.
I connect the dots and hand him the paperback. "uh see...Elle rules..." I say softly. He looks at it, then at me, then at the paper again. He sighs.
"I dont know what to say Elle.." he said rubbing his temple. Fuck now I’m giving him a headache behind his eye. "Your going to have to take the test again." he says putting the sheet back in a folder. Aw come on thats so not fair. I didn’t cheat!! He said I didn’t take the test either so...fuck.. I walk out there seriously pissed off now. That would’ve been my first A all year..The bells ringing. I follow Gerard into study hall and sit across from him.
"Is this some kind of joke?" He snaps at me.
"Huh?" I ask. He wont look at me. "Is this cause of Paul?" I ask. He doesn’t answer. "You’re pissed cause I’m friends with Paul now?" I ask.
"Friends?" He snarls. "You’re not 'back together'?" he asks making air quotes. I hate air quotes.
"Uh no." I say raising my eyebrows at him.
"Oh thats right..I forgot.." Gerard says roughly.” You dont like 'relationships'." Again with the fucking air quotes. I wrinkle my eyebrows at him. He went on "Relationships are too hard.. you just like fucking guys in bars and on pool tables and where else...mmm, back seat of his car maybe?"
My jaw dropped. All I could say is "What?" as my eyes filled with tears.
"Aw dont even cry." he snapped. Heather was standing behind him.
"Elle..youve got to come over and tell me what happened with Paul last night!" She squealed. I looked up at her.
"Go head" Gerard snapped. "Tell us...I’m just dying to know.." he said mimicking her. Heather frowned.
"Fuck you Gerard." I said getting up. He just gave me an icy cold stare. Damn him.Hes so fucking cruel to me....so why do I love him so much?
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