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Forget Regret, or life is yours to miss.
preview: Frank gaspes as he realized what Gerard had done... Lissa pulled over, opened her car door, and... nothing could replace tis feeling of self-loathing and yet... [it's a snow day. expect a ...
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His Chemical Romance. -/Part deux./
Gerard awoke with a startle. He felt his forehead, he was breaking out in a cold sweat. What the hell did I do... Gerard then heard a knock on the door. "Gerard? It's Frank. you're kinda in my room." It was Frank. The door gently opened and Gerard covered his eyes. He felt so disguisting. "Hey, Gee, what did you do yesterday? I mean, I came in and found you asleep in my bed..." he said, as he took off his shirt, changing it for another. Gerard, still covering his eyes, realized what he had done. "Uhh..." is the only thing that escaped his lips as he knew Frank would be curious. Frank fixed his hair as he saw Gerard's clothes scattered on the floor. Frank gasped as he realized what Gerard had done. "Oh, I see Gerard got some." he said, grinning. Gerard grunted. "What's wrong, Gee?" Frank asked, a bit concerned. Gerard shook his head, and Frank opened the door. "I'm going to go get some food. later." he said, a bit annoyed. Gerard was acting odd.
Gerard sat up, after he heard the door close and he rubbed his eyes. He yawned a bit and got up, grabbing his boxers, and sliding them on gently, alongside his shirt. He walked over to the dresser and took Frank's comb, slowly combing his hair. He looked in the mirror, he looked paler than usual. He went back and layed on the bed, closing his eyes and trying to remember what had happened the night before. The memories were a tad blurry, but then the name came to him.
Lissa.
The roads were a bit busy, this early in the morning? Lissa was in her car already, her bag in her lap, and her car stereo blasting some mainstream rap. She didn't know how to feel. Her make up was fucked up, and she felt sick. Nothing could replace this feeling of self-loathing, yet... yumminess. She then felt a turn in her stomach, and decided she had to pull over. She opened her car door and vomited. She felt disguisting. She took her water bottle and swished the water in her mouth, spitting it out and making a face at it. She closed her door, tossing her water bottle in the seat next to her and taking out a cigarette from her bag, and lighting it. Taking a deep puff, she sped off towards her home.
She kept smoking her cigarette and listening to her full-blasted music. She was trying to recall the events, the night before. ...Gerard and I... we fucked? she shook the thoughts away as she arrived at her home, and she punched her car. God, that hurt, but she could not take this. Atleast not yet. She then noticed another car outside her home. Good, Angie's here. She turned off the engine and took her bag, throwing out her cigarette and walked up to the house.
She walked inside, gently. "Angie!" she yelled. She needed her bestfriend. A beautiful girl, a few inches taller than Lissa walked out from the kitchen. She had long, brown hair, and had a cute voice, she was full-on asian. "Lissa! Why were'nt you home last night? How was the party?" she asked. She hadn't gone to the party because she didn't feel like mingling with the infamous Gerard Way or his posse. "I think... I think I slept with Gerard." she said, in a final tone. Angie's mouth dropped. "Wh...What?" she said, in a gaspy voice. Lissa nodded slowly. "We were both fucke up, and I don't know." she said,as she sat on the couch, burying her face in her hands. Angie went and sat next to her. She put a comforting arm around her friend. "Don't worry darling, I'm sure things will turn out okay." she said surely. she knows exactly how to make me feel better. Lissa thought, as she rested in Angie's fragile arms. The name kept re-sounding in her head.
Gerard. Gerard. Gerard.
Gerard chewed his last piece of bacon, as the scent of cigarette filled his nostrils. "Have some decency, Frank." Gerard said, as he drank some of his juice. "...not at the breakfast table." he added, smirking. Mikey had gone to hang out with his friends. Gerard chewed a bit more, and he said "Frank, I have no damn clue what happened last night." "That worries me." Frank said, as he sat down, thinking.
"Me too." Gerard said, sighing. What would it make of them? Could they ever look eachother in the eye again?....Did he use protection? Gerard grunted as he thought about this. He had to ahve used protection. Had to.
Meanwhile, Lissa had fallen asleep, while Angie took a call.
"Hey, sweets? I need you to being me a pregnancy test. I need it in three days. What? No, not for me.
...for Lissa."
-Notes from the Author: I tried to make this long, but the good stuff will come in the next chapter. Leave me reviews? =)
Gerard awoke with a startle. He felt his forehead, he was breaking out in a cold sweat. What the hell did I do... Gerard then heard a knock on the door. "Gerard? It's Frank. you're kinda in my room." It was Frank. The door gently opened and Gerard covered his eyes. He felt so disguisting. "Hey, Gee, what did you do yesterday? I mean, I came in and found you asleep in my bed..." he said, as he took off his shirt, changing it for another. Gerard, still covering his eyes, realized what he had done. "Uhh..." is the only thing that escaped his lips as he knew Frank would be curious. Frank fixed his hair as he saw Gerard's clothes scattered on the floor. Frank gasped as he realized what Gerard had done. "Oh, I see Gerard got some." he said, grinning. Gerard grunted. "What's wrong, Gee?" Frank asked, a bit concerned. Gerard shook his head, and Frank opened the door. "I'm going to go get some food. later." he said, a bit annoyed. Gerard was acting odd.
Gerard sat up, after he heard the door close and he rubbed his eyes. He yawned a bit and got up, grabbing his boxers, and sliding them on gently, alongside his shirt. He walked over to the dresser and took Frank's comb, slowly combing his hair. He looked in the mirror, he looked paler than usual. He went back and layed on the bed, closing his eyes and trying to remember what had happened the night before. The memories were a tad blurry, but then the name came to him.
Lissa.
The roads were a bit busy, this early in the morning? Lissa was in her car already, her bag in her lap, and her car stereo blasting some mainstream rap. She didn't know how to feel. Her make up was fucked up, and she felt sick. Nothing could replace this feeling of self-loathing, yet... yumminess. She then felt a turn in her stomach, and decided she had to pull over. She opened her car door and vomited. She felt disguisting. She took her water bottle and swished the water in her mouth, spitting it out and making a face at it. She closed her door, tossing her water bottle in the seat next to her and taking out a cigarette from her bag, and lighting it. Taking a deep puff, she sped off towards her home.
She kept smoking her cigarette and listening to her full-blasted music. She was trying to recall the events, the night before. ...Gerard and I... we fucked? she shook the thoughts away as she arrived at her home, and she punched her car. God, that hurt, but she could not take this. Atleast not yet. She then noticed another car outside her home. Good, Angie's here. She turned off the engine and took her bag, throwing out her cigarette and walked up to the house.
She walked inside, gently. "Angie!" she yelled. She needed her bestfriend. A beautiful girl, a few inches taller than Lissa walked out from the kitchen. She had long, brown hair, and had a cute voice, she was full-on asian. "Lissa! Why were'nt you home last night? How was the party?" she asked. She hadn't gone to the party because she didn't feel like mingling with the infamous Gerard Way or his posse. "I think... I think I slept with Gerard." she said, in a final tone. Angie's mouth dropped. "Wh...What?" she said, in a gaspy voice. Lissa nodded slowly. "We were both fucke up, and I don't know." she said,as she sat on the couch, burying her face in her hands. Angie went and sat next to her. She put a comforting arm around her friend. "Don't worry darling, I'm sure things will turn out okay." she said surely. she knows exactly how to make me feel better. Lissa thought, as she rested in Angie's fragile arms. The name kept re-sounding in her head.
Gerard. Gerard. Gerard.
Gerard chewed his last piece of bacon, as the scent of cigarette filled his nostrils. "Have some decency, Frank." Gerard said, as he drank some of his juice. "...not at the breakfast table." he added, smirking. Mikey had gone to hang out with his friends. Gerard chewed a bit more, and he said "Frank, I have no damn clue what happened last night." "That worries me." Frank said, as he sat down, thinking.
"Me too." Gerard said, sighing. What would it make of them? Could they ever look eachother in the eye again?....Did he use protection? Gerard grunted as he thought about this. He had to ahve used protection. Had to.
Meanwhile, Lissa had fallen asleep, while Angie took a call.
"Hey, sweets? I need you to being me a pregnancy test. I need it in three days. What? No, not for me.
...for Lissa."
-Notes from the Author: I tried to make this long, but the good stuff will come in the next chapter. Leave me reviews? =)
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