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Gerard looked at me in astonishment. "You don't really think that Bob..."

"No" I laugh. Playfully swatting his arm. "Of course not...I'm just saying, who ever it is seems to like me." I say and Gerard snickers a little.

"You think?" He says feigning surprise. 

"Stop." I swat at him again and he laughs. 'I'm saying that you shouldn't worry so much. I don't think they're trying to hurt me." I say and he doesn't say anything. I went over and checked that the window was locked and shut the curtains. It was silent for a moment. Gerard sat down on the bed and kicked his shoes off.

"I still don't like it." He says watching me slide the jeans down that I threw on before.

"Mmm can we just not talk about it anymore tonight." I say climbing up on to his lap, straddling him in between my legs.

"Elle." He argued a little at first. But as I started kissing lower and lower down his neck... he seemed to have less and less to say and then finally he just...shut up.

I slept soundly that night. Wrapped in his arms. It was like nothing bad could ever happen. Not while I'm with him...I woke up real early. Like before the alarm clock rang early. Which I never do... Gerard was already awake. I don't think he really got much sleep...I felt bad cause I felt great which made me feel bad cause he felt bad and I felt great...I tried to explain that to him and he said to stop thinking so much or I was gonna get a headache...

I think he was kinda crabby cause he didn't actually sleep much. I was gonna make him some coffee but he said it wasn't a good idea to eat anything in my house so we got dressed quickly and drove over to Dunkin Donuts for breakfast. Usually I don't have time for crap like that. I barely make it out the door on time but today was different. I'm not sure why. I just had a good feeling. Today was gonna be a good day. I just know it...

I sat across the table from him at Dunkin Donuts watching him down his second cup of coffee with ease, picking at the French twist donut thing in front of me.

"What's wrong with it?" He says smiling a little.

"What makes you think there's something wrong with it?" I say and he laughs.

"Well, first of all you're not eating it and secondly I know you Elle...there's always something wrong with it" He says and I smile. He knows me too well..."Mmm lets see." He says leaning back in his chair and scratching his chin a little.

"Too twisty maybe?" He suggests and I shrug.

"It is kinda twisty." I say poking it a little. "But that's not really the problem." I say and he laughs.

"Then what's the matter with it love?" He asks and I look down at it a little disappointed.

"I thought I wanted it, but I kinda feel like jelly now -like he's got." I say nodding towards the kid at the next table.

There was a little boy sitting with his mother and I guess his little sister. He looked no older than Paul's little brother Bobby. He had a jelly donut laid out in front of him on the table. He was mushing his slimy little fingers in it, making a huge mess as the little girl watched him drinking from her bottle.

Gerard laughed a little. "If that's what you want." He sighs a little as he starts to get up.

"You're gonna get it for me?" I ask a little surprised. I was kinda expecting him to be like I fucking bought you that twisty donut now eat it bitch. But he just smiled at me.

"I want you to be happy Elle." He says and I just looked at him, not really sure what to say. He caught me off guard...He smiled a little at my expression and knelt down next to me. "Would a jelly donut make you happy?" He says to me in a childlike tone and I nod. "Then that's what I'm gonna get you." He says standing back up.

"Yeah but what about this?" I say poking the twisty donut, lying there all contorted in front of me. "It's a waste Gerard, you paid for this... just...don't...sit back down." I say grabbing his arm. I was gonna eat. I didn't want to... but I was going to.

"Elle, a jelly donut is fucking 89 cents." He says smiling a little. "If 89 cents can buy you happiness...then I'm going to" He says reaching into his pocket. "You don't have to eat the twisty donut, I'll throw it out." He tells me and I frown.

"No!" I say loudly blocking his hand as he went to reach for it. "You can't just throw it out!" I tell him a little outraged.

"Isn't there some starving kid in China who doesn't even have a twisty donut to eat?" I say and he laughs a little and kneels back down.

"I'll eat it okay?" He says and I frown. "Really Elle...I'll eat it, it wont go to waste." He nods insistently as I pout a little. I didn't want him to have to eat the donut. I picked it. I should have to eat it..."Ill be right back." He says and before I could stop him he was up at the counter getting a jelly donut and what looked like more coffee...

I stared down at the table, thinking a little. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I look up. It's Gerard. He places the donut down on the table in front of me and leans over and kisses my cheek. "There." He says smugly.

"Why do you let me get away with this crap?" I say picking up the jelly donut and taking a bite of it as he sat back down across from me. Oh my god. It was even better than I imagined. I moaned a little taking another bite.

"What?" He laughs a little watching me and takes a sip of his coffee...that's his third cup too, not that I'm counting...

"You give in... " I say licking the jelly off my fingers. "You just... you always give me what I want...why?" I ask him and he leans back a little and takes another sip from his cup before answering me.

"I just want you to be happy." He says like its obvious...

"Yeah but-" I try to say and he leans forward and reaches over and takes my hand in his and squeezes it.

"Life's too short not to be happy Elle." He tells me. I look up into his eyes. He had a real intense look in them that I've never seen before. "In the end its not gonna matter who ate what donut." He says and I wanted to break my gaze from him but I couldn't. "I just want to see you happy, that's all that matters to me in the end." He says and I shake my head a little.

"Why do you keep saying things like that?" I say putting my donut down. I was getting real nervous.

"Like what?" He says leaning back again sipping on his coffee some more.

"Like 'in the end' and if 'something happens go to Bob'?" I ask him and he takes another sip and doesn't answer me.

"Your really scaring me." I say biting down on my lip.

"Aw baby. I don't mean it like that." He says softening his voice a little. He went to say something else and his expression suddenly changed. He was looking over my shoulder glaring at... at.. fuck.

Mr. Samuel had walked in. I wasn't surprised. I mean the school was only a few blocks away. A lot of teachers stop in here for coffee. I guess. I don't know. I'm never up this early. But I've seen Dunkin Donut coffee cups plenty of times in his office so...

I don't think he saw us. I slouched down a little. I wasn't wearing a skirt so I was able to slide down pretty far. I had my back kinda to the counter. Gerard sat upright. Watching him intensely.

"Aw come on." I whispered sitting up a little leaning forward on the table. Could he try to act casual? I mean really. It was like all his defenses were up. Sitting upright like that. Like a cat that's ready to pounce. I reached over and took his hand and he was kinda startled. "Just relax, he's just getting coffee." I say softly and Gerard smirks a little. "Does it really matter.. in the end?" I say feeding him back the line he just gave me and his face softens a little as he looks at me. "Come on Gerard...Is it really worth it?" I say taking another bite of my donut.

"You've got jelly on your nose babe." He says smiling at me.

"I do not." I laugh and he nods. I guess I laughed a little too loud cause Mr. S looks over and sees us...oh fuck.

"Miss Waller." He says stepping towards us. He was holding a cup of coffee and a bag with I don't know some kinda a donut in it I guess... I mean that's what they sell here.. what else could it be?

"Oh uh...hey Mr. S." I say and he smiles at me. There was an awkward pause.

"Mr. Way." He says glancing at Gerard. Gerard didn't answer him.

"Ah. I see you share my love for a good jelly donut, there Elle." Mr. Samuel says smiling at me.

"What?" I say looking up at him and before I could blink he reached over and wiped the tip of my nose. I really did have jelly on it. In one swift motion he flicked the jelly off my nose onto the tip of his finger, he held it up to his mouth like he was gonna lick it off his finger too. I was just sitting there with my mouth hanging open a little... He did not just fucking do that...oh my god... Before Mr. S could lick his finger... and I don't even know if he was going to or not...

But when he touched my nose...Gerard stood up so quickly and so furiously the chair he was sitting in crashed to the floor. The little kids at the next table started crying. The noise startled them...it startled me too. I jumped a little in my chair. "You fucking touch her again I'm gonna break your fucking fingers off." Gerard growls stepping around the table, I'm surprised he didn't fucking flip the table over. You could see the rage coming off him, like steam... I stood up quickly in between them. Mr. Samuel didn't even flinch.

"Gerard!" I exclaim holding my hand up to his chest. The lady next to us was trying to sooth her kids. I looked over apologetically. Gerard was still glaring at Mr. S.

"That's all right Elle." Mr. Samuel says taking a napkin off the table and wiping his fingers on it. "That kind of behavior young man-" Mr. Samuel starts to lecture him.

"Look around..." Gerard laughs a little sinisterly, outstretching his arms a little. "We ain't in school Mr. Samuel." He says nodding at him. 

"Gerard please." I say looking over at the two horrified kids at the next table.

"You got something to say to me Gerard?" Mr. Samuel says dragging out his name a little. Oh fuck. This is not good.

"Yeah I do." Gerard says.

"Don't." I say firmly pushing my hand against Gerard's chest.

"Sit down Michelle." Gerard tells me with out taking his eyes from Mr. S. I just stood there in shock. He called me Michelle...He never does that... This is not good... I wasn't quite sure what to do... If I sit and he takes a swing at Mr. S I'll never forgive myself. Yeah, we're not in school, but he'll still get in trouble...what would Donna think- Gerard fighting with a guidance consular?...fuck... If I don't sit its like I'm disrespecting him. He asked me to sit... Well he didn't really ask but I doubt the semantics really matter... Fuck. I just stood there wavering a little.

"Gerard please." I say looking back at the kids a few feet away. He glanced over too.

"The only reason you're not coughing up blood now is cause of those kids there." Gerard says nodding towards the lady trying to sooth the kids. The little girl was crying still. "You touch her again and you'll be sorry."

"You don't scare me." Mr. Samuel scoffs at Gerard. "Your bully tactics may work on her." Mr. Samuel says pointing his finger at me as he spoke to Gerard. "But I see right through you. You're a punk... I know your type. I've seen thousands of kids like you. I know how you're gonna end up.." He says as the lady next to us scoops her kids up to leave. The few people that were left in there were all looking at us. "If you think I'm gonna let her end up like Katrina- " He started to say but I cut him off.

"Just stop it." I say turning and yelling a little at Mr. Samuel. "You don't know what you're talking about! Don't you dare bring my mother into this" I tell him and he shakes his head.

"You don't have to be afraid of him anymore Elle... come with me." He says softly and he reached out like he was gonna touch my arm and I jump back.

"I'm not afraid of him!" I say as my eyes tear up. It was cause of my mother. When ever someone brings her up... it just cuts so deep... Friday will be six years now and it still feels like yesterday...

"Is there a problem here folks?" A mans voice calls out from behind me. I glanced over. It looked like the manager.

"Uh no." I say and the manager guys looks over at the chair on the floor and frowns. I reach over to pick it up and Gerard reaches to help me.

"We'll uh... pick this up later in my office Elle." Mr. Samuel says stepping towards the door and Gerard laughs.

"I'm gonna have to ask you guys to leave too." The manager guy says frowning at us. I looked at Gerard. He shrugged a little.

I followed him out and got into my papas car... Oh how wrong I was to think that today would be a good day...