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Gerard said I was being ‘overly dramatic.’ That Bob wasn’t gonna get hauled back to jail, but I didn’t really believe him. I mean I saw the look in Bobby’s eyes before he left. He was serious about those two being the only options… I just hope he doesn’t get himself into too much trouble…

I didn’t really say much in the car to Gerard. I was just kinda lost in my thoughts about Bob mostly. It was just such a strange day and I was glad it was almost over… We had went and dropped Ray off by where he had left his car. It was still parked on the side of the road, where we had first gotten stopped. It wasn’t until we had pulled back on to the highway that I turned and asked Gerard where we were going. He didn’t answer me at first.

“Gerard?” I insist.

“I think maybe-.” He starts to say and I cut him off. I think maybe he wanted to go by the hospital, but there was no way I was doing that… Either that, or he wanted to go back to his house, which was out of the question. I'm not staying at his house. I already told him that…

“I wanna go back to the hotel.” I interrupt him and he just kinda glanced over as he drove.

“Where?” He says like he didn’t hear me.

“I mean is Mikey still there?” I ask and he shakes his head no. “Then that’s where I wanna go.” I say insistently.

“Elle.” He says like he's gonna argue back.

“No Gerard. I wanna go back to the hotel.” I repeat. “I mean Bob might call there if he gets into trouble.” I tell him and he suddenly got a little annoyed.

“He is not gonna be calling you.” He says and I frown.

“Well, why not?” I ask getting a little upset. Of course Bob would call me if he got into trouble! I mean who else would he call?

“Cause he's just not.” Gerard replies like that was answer enough. I found myself pouting at him and he laughed a little amused. “He's not gonna get in any trouble, so can you please stop worrying about him so much, okay?” he says and I shifted in my seat slightly, turning to face him as I spoke.

“Did you make up with him yet?” I ask and Gerard suddenly became fascinated with traffic up ahead. “Cause it doesn’t seem like you did.” I add.

“Hmm?” He says obviously stalling. I know. I do it all the time…

“You were supposed to make up with him.” I tell him and he scoffs a little like I'm crazy. Like he doesn’t know why I would say such things…“The garage door was open Gerard.” I say and he smiled at me. “It was open Gerard.” I repeat.

“You're kidding me right?” He says and I frown.

“No, Gerard, I won the bet you were suppose to make up with him.” I insist and Gerard just took a deep breath as he looked over at me.

“You're serious.” He says after pausing a second.

“Hell yeah I'm serious!” I cry out. “I don’t believe, all fucking day you were with him -and you're gonna tell me that you didn’t talk to him at all!” I say a little outraged…

“No Elle. We didn’t talk about it. I guess I was a little preoccupied.” He says sarcastically and I look down a little shamed.

“I'm sorry.” I say weakly and he shook his head a little.

“Just…” He sighed softly as he reached over and took my hand in his. “Lets just not talk about it anymore for tonight.” He says pulling my hand to his mouth and kissing it lightly. I just nodded a little relieved…My mind just needed to rest…The days events were spinning around leaving me dizzy and somewhat nauseous… I was hoping to have to have a bit more clarity in the morning.

Neither of us spoke the rest of the ride back to the hotel. It wasn’t until we got back up to the room and he suggested that I go wash up before bed, since we had to get up early, that
I remembered about Samantha Hunters funeral.

“Gerard there’s a funeral tomorrow.” I tell him, bracing for the argument that I was so sure was gonna follow…

“You wanna go?” He asks and I nod. “Then we’ll go.” He says and I'm caught totally off guard by his words.

“We will?” I ask and he nods.

“Yeah.” He replies and he kisses the tip of my nose before pushing me into the bathroom. “Now go wash up.” He says and I shrug as I shut the door… That went rather well…I was so sure he was gonna give me a hard time but he didn’t…Hmph. This really has been a strange day…

I took a nice long hot shower and hung my dress up on the hook again… Tomorrow is the last day I'm gonna be wearing that, that’s for damn sure! I mean luckily it’s a black dress, so I can wear it to the funeral, but after that I'm gonna fucking burn it… I'm never wearing it again…I stepped out of the bathroom just as Gerard was hanging up the phone.

“Who was that?” I ask as he sits back on the edge of the neatly made up bed.

“Bob.” He replies and I smiled smugly for a second. Told him Bob would be calling me. “Wait does that mean that he's not okay?” I cry out a little panicked.

“Naw he's fine.” Gerard says and I look at him skeptically. “I swear Elle, he's home, he's fine. We were just talking.” He says and I exhale a little relieved.

“You mean like ‘talking’ talking?” I ask and he smiled a little and didn’t answer. “I mean you guys are cool now?” I ask and he laughed a little.

“We have an understanding.” He says and I make a face.

“What the hell does that mean?” I ask as he stood up and pulled the blankets back on the bed.

“Hmm?” He says and I rolled my eyes a little annoyed. Again with this stalling crap? Damn is he annoying!

“Gerard.” I whine at him to go on.

“You're my girl right?” He says turning back to me and I nod as he stepped towards me.

“Of course I am Gerard.” I tell him as he slides his hands into my bathrobe. He smiled a little upon realizing I wasn’t wearing anything underneath it. I mean I figured why bother, we were alone in the room and I didn’t have that many pairs of underwear left to be wasting them…

“And only my girl?” He says and I giggle as his fingers ran along my skin.

“Well yeah.” I tell him and he smiled as he lifted me up in his arms and laid me down on the mattress. He reached over and flicked the lamp off. I tensed up a little frightened from the sudden darkness. But then I felt him next to me, and I was okay. I was okay in the dark…as long as he was there -I was okay…

“You love me Elle?” He says softly leaning over me, and I can feel his lips a fraction of an inch from mine.

“Of course I do.” I sigh back, still not sure of what any of this had to do with Bob. It felt like he was trying to distract me…

“tell me.” He whispers in the darkness. “tell me you love me Elle…” he says brushing his lips against mine.

“I love you Gerard.” I told him softly shutting my eyes and I meant it. I meant every single word… I stretched my lips up to reach his and he turned his face a little letting my kiss land on his cheek.

“Then that’s all.” He says not making much sense. I was still confused, but the way he was running his kisses down my neck, it was causing my temperature to rise and my skin to flush and suddenly I just didn’t care what he meant anymore…

“So do you love me back?” I tease him and I can feel him smiling.

“Aw baby. I love you more then you know.” He says and I smile as he reached up and stroked my cheek, running his thumb along my lip.

“Forever?” I ask softly.

“Yeah, I will love you baby –always and forever…Don’t you know that?” He replies and I knew he meant it. I could hear it in his voice.

“forever…” I sigh a little. Letting his words sink in…

“Mm-hmm.” He replies as he resumes kissing my neck tenderly. “I'll be there till the stars don't shine, till the heavens burst and the words don't rhyme.” He begins singing and I laugh.

“Oh Gerard stop, you're an awful singer.” I tease him but he laughs and keeps going…

”And I know when I die, you'll be on my mind, and I'll love you – Al-ways…”