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BABETTE
“Babes…?” I heard Gerard’s voice calling my name. I didn’t answer. My voice seemed broken. “Babes.” Gerard said again, louder this time. I blinked and looked over at him. It had been a long time since I told him about my depression. He’d been asking questions and trying to pick apart my brain ever since. I guess I had been even quieter because of it. I didn’t want to talk about it, I didn’t want to face it. I just wanted to shut it all away and forget it all.
“Hon, I wanna talk to you.” Gerard said, taking a seat next to me. I looked away and he brushed a piece of hair out of my face. “Babes, I think you need to see a doctor. You’ve been acting so sad and so distant lately. I think you, and Mikey, need to get some help.” Gerard said. He put his hand on mine and I quickly moved my hand away.
“I am fine.” I lied. I was far from it and I knew it. But I did not want to go into therapy or be put on happy pills. Not there was anything wrong with that, considering my who my boyfriend was. But it just wasn’t for me.
“No, you’re not fine. You need to listen to me.” Gerard said firmly. I didn’t look at him. After a few seconds he took my face in his hands and forced me to look him straight in the eyes.
“All I do is listen!” I said loudly, slapping his hands away angrily.
“Okay then, I’ll listen. Tell me what’s wrong.” Gerard said simply. I rolled my eyes.
“I don’t wanna talk about it.” I spat at him. He sighed gruffly and stared me down. He tried to hold my gaze, but I just looked away again. This made him made and he stood up angrily.
“That’s it, get your shit. We’re going to the doctors.” He said, grabbing my arm and lifting me up like I was a child throwing a tantrum. I smacked him away and jumped back.
“We are not going anywhere!” I exclaimed. Gerard looked around for a second before snatching my purse and my keys.
“Yes, we are. Move it.” He said. I was so angry I didn’t know what to do with myself. So I did the unthinkable; I slapped Gerard.
He staggered backward at the force and held his cheek as a red blotch started to appear. At first I was bewildered at myself. How could I have done something like that? What was wrong with me? But then I felt crazy, wild, like I could do anything. I felt trapped and lost soI grabbed the keys out of Gerard’s hand and booked it down the hallway. Nobody would understand that fact that I just had to get away. I could hear him calling for me but I didn’t listen or look back.
I ran out to the car and started it. I checked the rearview mirror to see everybody standing in the front yard, staring at me with disappointed eyes. I adjusted it so I couldn’t see them anymore and hit the gas.
“What am I doing?” I said to myself as I pulled onto the main road. I was going way over the speed limit and racing passed honking cars. “What have I done?” I asked myself, pulling onto the shoulder and stopping. I rested my head on the steering wheel and let out a sob. Soon they were coming and wouldn’t stop. I was out of control.
But just as I thought things couldn’t get any worse, I heard sirens pulling up behind me…
“Babes…?” I heard Gerard’s voice calling my name. I didn’t answer. My voice seemed broken. “Babes.” Gerard said again, louder this time. I blinked and looked over at him. It had been a long time since I told him about my depression. He’d been asking questions and trying to pick apart my brain ever since. I guess I had been even quieter because of it. I didn’t want to talk about it, I didn’t want to face it. I just wanted to shut it all away and forget it all.
“Hon, I wanna talk to you.” Gerard said, taking a seat next to me. I looked away and he brushed a piece of hair out of my face. “Babes, I think you need to see a doctor. You’ve been acting so sad and so distant lately. I think you, and Mikey, need to get some help.” Gerard said. He put his hand on mine and I quickly moved my hand away.
“I am fine.” I lied. I was far from it and I knew it. But I did not want to go into therapy or be put on happy pills. Not there was anything wrong with that, considering my who my boyfriend was. But it just wasn’t for me.
“No, you’re not fine. You need to listen to me.” Gerard said firmly. I didn’t look at him. After a few seconds he took my face in his hands and forced me to look him straight in the eyes.
“All I do is listen!” I said loudly, slapping his hands away angrily.
“Okay then, I’ll listen. Tell me what’s wrong.” Gerard said simply. I rolled my eyes.
“I don’t wanna talk about it.” I spat at him. He sighed gruffly and stared me down. He tried to hold my gaze, but I just looked away again. This made him made and he stood up angrily.
“That’s it, get your shit. We’re going to the doctors.” He said, grabbing my arm and lifting me up like I was a child throwing a tantrum. I smacked him away and jumped back.
“We are not going anywhere!” I exclaimed. Gerard looked around for a second before snatching my purse and my keys.
“Yes, we are. Move it.” He said. I was so angry I didn’t know what to do with myself. So I did the unthinkable; I slapped Gerard.
He staggered backward at the force and held his cheek as a red blotch started to appear. At first I was bewildered at myself. How could I have done something like that? What was wrong with me? But then I felt crazy, wild, like I could do anything. I felt trapped and lost soI grabbed the keys out of Gerard’s hand and booked it down the hallway. Nobody would understand that fact that I just had to get away. I could hear him calling for me but I didn’t listen or look back.
I ran out to the car and started it. I checked the rearview mirror to see everybody standing in the front yard, staring at me with disappointed eyes. I adjusted it so I couldn’t see them anymore and hit the gas.
“What am I doing?” I said to myself as I pulled onto the main road. I was going way over the speed limit and racing passed honking cars. “What have I done?” I asked myself, pulling onto the shoulder and stopping. I rested my head on the steering wheel and let out a sob. Soon they were coming and wouldn’t stop. I was out of control.
But just as I thought things couldn’t get any worse, I heard sirens pulling up behind me…
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