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I woke up the next morning curled up next to Gerard. He was already awake, looked like he had been for a while. Like he was just lying watching me sleep…

“It’s time to get up honey.” He says grinning at me.

“Mmm, stop calling me that.” I mumbled a little as I tried to pull the blankets back up over my head. He just laughed a little as he sat up.

“Just a few more minutes Elle okay?” He says and I felt him climb out of bed. “Cause we gotta get going you know?” He adds.

“Yeah I know.” I sigh a little stretching out on the bed. Gerard went into the bathroom and I could hear him turn the shower on. I figured he was gonna be in there a while and now was a good a time as any for me try to find out where that funeral was gonna be…I only knew what I read in the paper. That there were going to be services held this week.

I decided to call Mr Samuel. I figured if my mom knew this Sammy Hunter then Mr S must’ve known her too. He seemed to know her brother, so I would just force him to give me some kind of information or the number of someone who knew… I knew Gerard wouldn’t approve of any of this -but Gerard wasn’t within earshot so he couldn’t stop me.

I dialed the number and it just rang and rang… Which was weird cause it was too early for him to have left for school. I mean I don’t even know if he was gonna show up at the school after everything…Fuck. I hope Bob didn’t kill him!

‘All right just calm down’. I told myself. Don’t jump to the wrong conclusions like you always do… Gerard didn’t say anything about Bob killing anyone last night, and he would have… So Mr. Samuel can not be dead… And of course he’s not gonna be going to school, cause of everything that happened yesterday. Maybe hes out looking for a new job. Or maybe he didn’t answer cause he's in the shower, or I don’t know…

I hung up the phone in defeat. And then suddenly it hits me!

Mr. Reefer!

He knows Chris. Hes his attorney too right? He's gotta know Sammy at least where the funeral is…I dug through my purse and found a business card I swiped from his office that day…

“Hi Mr. Reefer this is Elle Waller.” I say when he picks up.

“Ah yes, how are you dear?” He says politely.

“I'm fine. I was calling cause um…” I stammer a little. “Well cause I wondering if you knew where um Samantha Hunters funeral is gonna be?” I ask and there was silence on the line… “Hello?” I ask and he coughed a little.

“Samantha Hunter?” He repeats back in a monotone voice.

“Um yeah you know Chris Hunters sister?” I say and once again there was silence. “Mr. Reefer?” I ask checking the cord was still plugged in.

“You’ve spoken with Chris.” He says sounding a little flustered which was unlike him...

“Uh yeah see, I had the address written down, of the funeral home and I seem to have lost it.” I say avoiding his question. “And I thought maybe you knew, cause I didn’t want to go through all the trouble of finding it again, and um, if you had it that would really be great cause I lost it.” I start to babble.

“Uh yeah I'm sorry Elle, hold on a second and I’ll get it for you.” He says and I nodded…

I had just finished writing it down and hanging the phone up when Gerard came out of the bathroom.

“What's that?” He asks as I tear the paper off the note pad.

“The address to the funeral home.” I tell him and he nods as he takes it from me.

“It’s in New York.” He says and I shrug.

“Yeah I don’t know.” I tell him and he shrugged too and shoved it in his pocket.

“Well then we better get going.” He says and I smiled. He was just being so unbelievably calm about this whole thing… It was unreal… “What are you smiling at?” He asks me smiling himself now.

“You.” I reply and he laughs. “I love you Gerard.” I tell him and he smiles.

“Yeah I know.” He replies sounding a bit cocky.

“No I mean it.” I say and he pulls me into his arms and kisses me softly. “Thank you Gerard.” I say and he smiles.

“Mmm you're welcome.” He says and I laugh.

“Not for the kiss!” I laugh and he smiles.

“Then for what?” He says and I shrug.

“I don’t know…for being so…” I just looked up at him unable to find the words.

“What?” He says softly and I feel my eyes welling up with tears.

“I don’t know… You know I hate funerals.” I tell him lowering my voice a little and he nodded.

“Yeah I know me too Elle, but that’s life, life and death and …after.” He tells me and I sighed a little. I was starting to get upset just at the thought.

“Gerard what if there is nothing after?” I ask him and he kinda frowned a little. “I mean what if this is it?” I ask getting a little upset. “You know I've done nothing but make a mess of my life so far. What if that’s all there is?”

“Elle baby please hmm?” He says wiping the tears that I didn’t even realize were on my cheeks.

“Gerard I…” I start to cry.

“Just…fuck.” He curses a little as he pulled me near him. He was upset cause he thought he was making me upset but he wasn’t… I was doing it to myself…

“Gerard promise me you're never gonna die.” I say and he sighed a little.

“I cant do that baby.” He says and I frown.

“Fuck you.” I tell him and he smiled a little amused. “Fuck you and fuck your pessimistic attitude.” I tell him and he seemed like surprised I knew such a big word…

“Elle.” He smiles at me.

“Why wont you promise me?” I say all flustered now.

“Elle I can promise you lots of things.” He says to me as I stared down at the floor. “I can promise you my love, my life, my heart, my very soul.” He says lifting my chin up and cupping my face in his hands. “As long as we’re on this earth Elle.” He says and I sniffle.

“Gerard…” I sighed a little broken.

“Elle, we both know the day will come-“

“But I don’t want to leave you.” I sob back at him.

“You know what- lets not go.” He says and I shake my head no.

“No I have to.” I say pulling back from him. I still wasn’t dressed, just wrapped in the bed sheets.

“Elle.” He argues a little.

“No I’ll be okay.” I tell him pulling myself back together the best I can. “Just… you know what, we have some time, cause it doesn’t start till one, you think we can go by my house?” I ask and he looked a little confused.

“For what?” He asks.

“Cause I wanna see if there's anything I can save before they start tearing shit apart.” I tell him and he shrugged like he supposed so… “And I want to call Bob.” I tell him and he arched his eyebrows up.

“For what?” Gerard replies.

“To see if he wants to come with us!” I tell him and he frowned a little.

“He's not gonna come.” He says and I suddenly got a bad feeling like maybe they didn’t make up like he said…

“Gerard you did talk to him right?” I say and he nodded.

“Yeah.” He says like I hurt his feelings.

“Then why wouldn’t he come?” I ask a little confused.

“Just go get dressed.” Gerard just kinda shrugged again not answering my question... I just stood there frowning at him… the whole thing didn’t make any sense… Why wouldn’t Bob want to come? He always wants to do things with me… Unless it’s that he can’t come…

“Aw fuck. He's not in jail is he?” I ask and Gerard doesn’t answer…