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Gerard jumped up off the couch and grabbed me by the arm. He dragged me down the hall into the bathroom and pushed me in ignoring my protests. He tried to shut the door but I put my hand up in the doorway.

"What are you doing?" I ask. He sighs a little in frustration.

"Elle I'm gonna go check the house." He says like I'm stupid.

"I know that I mean-what do you think your doing?" I repeat and he just looks at me. "You cant just fucking go check!" I say whispering harshly at him.

He pushes me towards the sink. "Just stay here and lock the door okay." He tells me and I shake my head no. "I mean it Elle." He says and I could tell by his tone- he was serious... I was scared. I nodded a little. "Stay in here and don't fucking open the door until I tell you. You understand. You stay in here and you keep this door shut, you don't open it." He tells me and I nod. He grabbed my face and kissed my forehead and then took a step back towards the door.

"Wait." I called out and he paused. "How do I know when to open it?" I ask and he sighs.

"You'll know when I get back." He says.

"How?" I ask nervously.

"I'll knock." He says and I nod.

"Wait how will I know its you knocking?" I ask panicking a little.

"You'll know." He says and I frown.

"Well show me." I say and he sighs a little. "Please." I say a little desperately. He takes a sharp breath and taps on the door. 'tap tap tap.'

"Okay?" He says and I wrinkle my eyebrows a little.

"That was it?" I ask looking at him in disbelief.

"What?" he replies.

'tap tap tap'. I knock on the door like he did. "Gerard that sucks." I say and he frowns. "Everyone knocks like that. How will I know that it's you?" I ask and he just looked at me. "How bout if you do-" 'taptap...tap...tappty tap.' I say wrapping my knuckles on the door. We were both inside the bathroom with the door shut.

He reaches his hand up. 'taptap...tapptytap' he does and I frown.

"No that's wrong." I tell him.

"I did it just like you." He says and I shake my head no.

"No you didn't." I say.

"Uh yes I did." He argues.

"No you did 'taptap...tapptytap' I say showing him. "I did taptap...TAP...tappty tap."

"Okay 'taptap...tappty-" he starts again.

"No Gerard like this 'taptap...tap...tappty-" I start to knock on the door again and he loses it.

"FUCK Elle!" he yells at me. "What the hell you got me doing here!" He says running his hands through his hair in frustration.

"What?" I say genuinely hurt.

"There could be some motherfucker out there and you've got me fucking tapping on the door like a god damn fucking... shit who the fuck even does this shit." He yells a little.

"Well I do." I say softly. He shook his head a little.

"Fuck baby... just stay here till I get back okay." He says a little resigned.

"Yeah but how will I know when you get back?" I call out as he shuts the door.

"Trust me you'll fucking know..." He says leaving me alone in the bathroom to wait...

I wonder if he's gonna knock...

Gerard came back a few minutes later. He checked the whole fucking house. There was no there but us... I was kinda relieved. I mean I didn't want him to find someone hiding, but the fact that he didn't find anyone just made more questions then answers...

We were driving over the cemetery...Well Gerard was driving. We took my truck, of course. I was staring out the window. It was like a hours drive and we were almost halfway there... I was spacing out, looking out the window... my mind was wandering...I kept thinking about last night...

I still don't remember how much of that was a dream and how much was real... He must've pulled my papas blanket down cause Gerard said he didn't and I know I felt someone cover me with it...

And the kiss...fuck... Was that real? Could I have been dreaming? Fuck... it felt real...I shut my eyes and tried to remember...it had to be real. I know I felt him bite down on my lip a little as he pulled away. It was too strong of a sensation for me to have imagined...I know I felt it... I know I tasted it...fuck that taste...it was strange and familiar all at the same time. It was weird...

"What's up Elle?" He asks startling me a little.

"I was just thinking." I say and he pulls out his cigarettes and lights one up as he drives. He holds the pack out to me and I shake my head no. He kinda makes a face... It wasn't like me to refuse a cigarette...but I just couldn't focus.

"About your mom?" He asks lowering his voice.

"No actually I was thinking about last night." I say sighing a little. He didn't say anything.

"Well what do you remember Elle?" He asks me.

"I don't know Gerard...I just..." I say slouching down in my seat. He looked over at me and didn't say anything. "Why did he kill Gus Gus?" I blurt out and Gerard exhales his smoke slowly.

"Cause he's a sick motherfucker Elle." He tells me.

 "No I mean why... like how did he even know that Gus bit me? That I couldn't sleep?" I ask and Gerard just looked at me.

"He was probably watching you through the window." Gerard says lowering his voice a little.

"No Gerard. I had the curtains shut in my room." I tell him shaking my head a little. "There's no way he could've seen him bite me." I say and Gerard sighs. "Unless you think he was in the house that night too...when I was with Bob." I say panicking a little.

"Elle I don't know, okay." Gerard says taking a deep drag from his cigarette before mashing it out in the ashtray. "Just calm down please honey." He tells me and I take a deep breath and try to steady myself..."I don't know how he got in. I don't know how he fucking knows what he knows, but I could tell you one thing." He says waving his hand at me a little, "You ain't fucking staying in that house anymore, not until I figure out what the hell is going on." He says raising his voice a little.

"Gerard." I say softly but I don't think he heard me...it was just like my dream... He was going to force me out of my house... This was the same conversation we had in my dream... next he's going to say-

"And another thing you ain't fucking going to that dance tonight either Elle, you can tell Pete to go fuck himself." He says...His words echoing through my head...  I suddenly started feeling sick.

"Gerard pull over I don't feel so well." I whine a little shutting my eyes and leaning my head forward.

"You okay?" He asks lowering his voice back down.

"Please just stop. I have to get out...I just..I just need some air." I say and he nods a little. "I cant fucking do this anymore." I start to cry.

"Elle baby." He says trying to comfort me.

"Just pull in there, please." I say pointing up at a 7-11 up ahead. He nods a little and pulls into the lot parking kinda close to the door.

I get out and stretch my neck a little looking up at the sky. It looked like it was gonna rain.. I wasn't surprised. Every year it rains when I go see my mom in the cemetery. Like the heavens are crying for her too...

I could feel my eyes tearing up. I took a deep breath and felt Gerard wrap his arm around me. He leant against the truck and pulled me so I was leaning back against him.

"You feel better?" He whispers in my ear. I sigh a little as he squeezes me. He held me like that for a while. Well until he finished his cigarette at least.

"Come on Elle." He says as he flicks it to the floor.

"Wait I wanna get a drink." I say opening the door and grabbing my purse off the seat. "And I think they have flowers here, so we don't have to stop again." I say as he holds the door the 7-11 open for me. I smile at him as I go through it, keeping one eye on him too. He laughed a little following me in.

I was looking over my shoulder at him and almost walked right into...

"Brian!" I say looking up inches before I crashed into him. "What the hell are you doing here?" I ask totally surprised to see him. I mean we were like 40 minutes from home. And he was alone.

"Nice to see you to Elle." He tease me and I smile. He nods at Gerard. "Hey" He says to him and Gerard nods back. Brian was holding a pack of cigarettes. Well he was actually tapping the box on the back of his hand a little. I just looked at him waiting on his answer. "Aw I fucking work like two blocks from here." He says yawning a little. "What are you guys doing up here?" He asks and Gerard rubs my shoulders a little.

"Uh we're going up to Northwood Cemetery." Gerard says and I bite my lip a little.

"Oh I see." Brian replies. There was like an awkward silence for a few seconds.

"So umm Lia driving you crazy yet?" I say and he laughs.

"I swear to God that girls sleeps like fucking 18 hours a day." He says and I smile. Yup. That's Lia. "But uh, Crystals happy so." He shrugs a little.

"Yeah, they seem pretty happy together." I sigh a little as I walk over towards the soda machine thing and start filling my cup.

"Hey uh that's your truck?" Brian asks Gerard as he nods to it outside and I smile. Of course he thinks it Gerard's truck... Its got to be a man's truck right?

"Actually its Elles." Gerard chuckles and Brian gives me a look like yeah right.

"mm-hmm, it is." I nod trying to fit the lid on my cup...One size fits all my ass..."I um just got it." I tell him. He looks out
nodding approvingly.

"Aw sweet, what's it got under the hood?" He asks me.

"I'm pretty sure it's an engine." I say and they both laugh.

He starts rattling off all sorts of fucking crap about cylinders and horsepower and I just looked at him blankly.

"Can I take a look?" He asks and I shrug. I don't give a fuck. Brian starts walking towards the door. Gerard took a step and then hesitated.

I grabbed a bouquet of flowers by the register and got on line. There were only two people ahead of me. Gerard was just standing there. Brian was halfway out the door... He looked like he was debating whether or not to leave me in the store alone.

"Go head." I tell him. "I just gotta pay for this. I'll be right out." I encourage him. I look over. I could see Brian outside through the glass doors, he was lighting up a cigarette. Gerard looks over at him too. "GO." I yell a little. Fuck Gerard.

Sometimes he's just worries too much...

"I'm keeping an eye on you." He says kissing my forehead quickly before darting out...yeah whatever....

The guy in front of me is buying like a fucking zillion lotto tickets. He's rattling off number, after number after number.. the cashier was so fucking slow and couldn't keep up...He kept repeating the numbers over and over again...it was giving me a fucking headache.

And the lady behind me on line was no better. She had a little kid fucking hanging on her skirt whining for a chocolate bar. She was just ignoring him... The more she ignored him the louder he whined... Fuck I hate whiney kids...

I shifted my weight from foot to foot a few times. Growing increasingly impatient...I glanced outside. Gerard and Brian had the hood to my truck open and were looking in. He had his back to me...So much for keeping one eye on me...

Suddenly it was my turn. The lady rings me up for my soda and my flowers and I bought two more packs of cigarettes for Gerard since he's fucking blowing through them... He chain smokes when he's stressed and the way today's going, two may not even be enough...

The lady hands me my change and I wasn't really watching. I was looking outside. The guys were still looking at something underneath the hood. I sighed a little...Fucking boys with their toys... Well I was so busy watching them that as the lady was dropping the change in my hand I must've pulled my hand away too quickly or something cause one of the coins missed my hand, hit the counter and went rolling on the floor down the aisle.

"Aw fuck." I mumble and the lady with the kid gives me a dirty look cause I cursed in front of her whiney ass son. Whatever. I follow my coin down the aisle trying to catch it but it was just to fast.. "mmm stop." I call out to the coin...it was heading for the candy rack. Once it goes under there I could kiss it goodbye...

Just then a big black boot slammed down on it seemingly out of nowhere, stopping it seconds before it went under the candy rack... I mean it didn't come out of nowhere. I'm sure the guy was standing there the whole time. I was just staring at the floor watching my coin rolling and didn't see him...

"Aw thank you." I say as the boot slid back a little. I was reaching over to pick it up. When the hand that belonged to boot snatched it up first.

A hand with a cross-tattooed on it.../A hand with a cross-tattooed on it was picking up my coin/ and holding it out for me.... I slowly raised my eyes up to his face...

"Here you go Elle." He says smiling a little.

I couldn't believe it. I didn't know what to say... It all made sense now.. "Holy shit it was you..."