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to the end part 6
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gerards p.o.v
‘I cant belive she hasn’t called yet. I gave her my cell so she could call anytime’ getting up from my bunk in the tour bus, I threw my shirt onto the bunk and headed to the shower. I needed to clear my head. The darkness was coming back. The dark feeling right before I cut. A shower would help I hoped. I hadn’t had this feeling since my kiss with alex and I had given my number to her. But, she hadn’t called and now I was back were I started, with my “medication”. I was dark and withdrawn from everyone else till I saw her face and talked to her. I needed her. The hot steam seemed to numb my thoughts and the water splashing against my chest eased the urge to cut again. The scares that ran along my arm reminded me of all thoise years. All the pills, the alcohol, the depression. I wanted to leave that behind, crawl myself out of my self-dug grave. Alex was the one that gave me the felling like I could, and she would help me out. After my shower I couldn’t help but look over to were my old razor lay, in the trash were I had thrown it last night after meeting alex. It took all I had to not bend down and pick it up. Instead I dried off and walked out of the bathroom quickly. Bob was watching the news, ray was playing his guitar, and frank and mikey were playing a game on a portable player. These guys, my friends, couldn’t know the pain I feel inside. And they should never have to. They’re my friends and I should make sure they don’t. while I was getting dressed I overheard the news blabbering on about something, yet, something in my head told me to go listen to it, probably just the voices again but he did as he was told.
“last night after a My Chemical Romance concert a drunk driver rear-ended a car parked on the side of the road. The drunk driver has been identified as Caleb Warren. His friend, Andrew Ericson, was in the passengers side and sustained no injuries. But, Caleb and the driver he hit, Alexion srist, have been taken to Columbus hospital in Newark. Police say that Caleb has sustained a cuncusion and multiple face wounds due to the shatterd windshield. Also, Alexion has sustained 2 broken ribs, a collar bone fracture, a broken arm, and multiple face wounds from being thrown through her windshield.” The announcer semed unfased by this horrendous event like she was telling the weather.
“no” I wisperd as a picture of alex came into view on the plama screen tv. ‘she was in an accident after OUR show’ I couldn’t move until I was snapped back into reality by mikey.
“hey bro, take my car. Its only 3 miles away you can be there in a flash” he offerd.
“thanks mikes” I said rushing to get dressed and out the door. “please let her live, please”
Thankfully my small plea was granted. When I arrived at the hotel I told the women behind the counter I needed to see Alexion, my sister. She pointed me to an elevator and said that she was on the 3rd floor, room 308. The small lie I told to get to see her didn’t phase me at all. I was used to lieing to loved ones, why should a stranger be any harder. The place smelled of antiseptic and needles. I shiverd at the thought of needles but pressed onward to her room. I knocked before entering and heard a faint come in call from behind the door. She was alone in a small bed with casts starting at her shoulder and continuting down her torso. Her angelic face now coverd in hospital gause and her right arm encased in a cast as well. She looked as if she had sen Godzilla walk into her room, as I came over and sat next to her bed in a small visitors chair.
“Gerard?” she could barly talk from the bandages along her jaw.
“im here.”
“yes I can see that smarty pants but why?” I couldn’t help but laugh at her elementary speech usage.it took a while to respond because I was looking at the one spot she wasn’t hurt,her eyes. She had the same confidence in them as last night. The onlything different was a hint of fear in them.
“Gerard?”
“oh! Sorry. Umm I heard you were hurt and that you were here so I came to see you.” I said smiling hopefully. She laughed at this but quickly stoped because it hurt to laugh. Seeing the pain I was causeing, yet again, my face fell in diapointment. She noticed that and reached out with her good arm and took my hand.
“don’t look sad Gee ill be all beter in a few days” this made me want to hug her but I couldn’t. I couldn’t hold her, kiss her, anything because some idiot Caleb had crashed into her while she was pulled over. He did this to her and I could never forget that. ‘how can someone so angelic and perfect be hurt by such mortals’. I stayed with her through the night, leaving her only to call the guys to tell them I wouldn’t be coming back tonight.
It was around midnight when they stoped talking and she fell asleep. I coundt help myself, I stared at her noticing how she looked frozen in time. She smiled in her sleep too. When she began to wake up I sang her ‘helena’ till she closed her eyes softly and returned to her dreams. I wish I could freeze time and stay here forever. No suicidal thoughts, no razors, and no depression. Just me and her. The only thing that took away from this perfect scene was her casts and bandages which I could tell hurt to sleep with. Tim past faster than it ever has as it was morning and I hadn’t closed my eyes once. Even if her face became engulfed in scares I would still love her, sit with her, think about her. She was the person to wash away the jet black feeling.
gerards p.o.v
‘I cant belive she hasn’t called yet. I gave her my cell so she could call anytime’ getting up from my bunk in the tour bus, I threw my shirt onto the bunk and headed to the shower. I needed to clear my head. The darkness was coming back. The dark feeling right before I cut. A shower would help I hoped. I hadn’t had this feeling since my kiss with alex and I had given my number to her. But, she hadn’t called and now I was back were I started, with my “medication”. I was dark and withdrawn from everyone else till I saw her face and talked to her. I needed her. The hot steam seemed to numb my thoughts and the water splashing against my chest eased the urge to cut again. The scares that ran along my arm reminded me of all thoise years. All the pills, the alcohol, the depression. I wanted to leave that behind, crawl myself out of my self-dug grave. Alex was the one that gave me the felling like I could, and she would help me out. After my shower I couldn’t help but look over to were my old razor lay, in the trash were I had thrown it last night after meeting alex. It took all I had to not bend down and pick it up. Instead I dried off and walked out of the bathroom quickly. Bob was watching the news, ray was playing his guitar, and frank and mikey were playing a game on a portable player. These guys, my friends, couldn’t know the pain I feel inside. And they should never have to. They’re my friends and I should make sure they don’t. while I was getting dressed I overheard the news blabbering on about something, yet, something in my head told me to go listen to it, probably just the voices again but he did as he was told.
“last night after a My Chemical Romance concert a drunk driver rear-ended a car parked on the side of the road. The drunk driver has been identified as Caleb Warren. His friend, Andrew Ericson, was in the passengers side and sustained no injuries. But, Caleb and the driver he hit, Alexion srist, have been taken to Columbus hospital in Newark. Police say that Caleb has sustained a cuncusion and multiple face wounds due to the shatterd windshield. Also, Alexion has sustained 2 broken ribs, a collar bone fracture, a broken arm, and multiple face wounds from being thrown through her windshield.” The announcer semed unfased by this horrendous event like she was telling the weather.
“no” I wisperd as a picture of alex came into view on the plama screen tv. ‘she was in an accident after OUR show’ I couldn’t move until I was snapped back into reality by mikey.
“hey bro, take my car. Its only 3 miles away you can be there in a flash” he offerd.
“thanks mikes” I said rushing to get dressed and out the door. “please let her live, please”
Thankfully my small plea was granted. When I arrived at the hotel I told the women behind the counter I needed to see Alexion, my sister. She pointed me to an elevator and said that she was on the 3rd floor, room 308. The small lie I told to get to see her didn’t phase me at all. I was used to lieing to loved ones, why should a stranger be any harder. The place smelled of antiseptic and needles. I shiverd at the thought of needles but pressed onward to her room. I knocked before entering and heard a faint come in call from behind the door. She was alone in a small bed with casts starting at her shoulder and continuting down her torso. Her angelic face now coverd in hospital gause and her right arm encased in a cast as well. She looked as if she had sen Godzilla walk into her room, as I came over and sat next to her bed in a small visitors chair.
“Gerard?” she could barly talk from the bandages along her jaw.
“im here.”
“yes I can see that smarty pants but why?” I couldn’t help but laugh at her elementary speech usage.it took a while to respond because I was looking at the one spot she wasn’t hurt,her eyes. She had the same confidence in them as last night. The onlything different was a hint of fear in them.
“Gerard?”
“oh! Sorry. Umm I heard you were hurt and that you were here so I came to see you.” I said smiling hopefully. She laughed at this but quickly stoped because it hurt to laugh. Seeing the pain I was causeing, yet again, my face fell in diapointment. She noticed that and reached out with her good arm and took my hand.
“don’t look sad Gee ill be all beter in a few days” this made me want to hug her but I couldn’t. I couldn’t hold her, kiss her, anything because some idiot Caleb had crashed into her while she was pulled over. He did this to her and I could never forget that. ‘how can someone so angelic and perfect be hurt by such mortals’. I stayed with her through the night, leaving her only to call the guys to tell them I wouldn’t be coming back tonight.
It was around midnight when they stoped talking and she fell asleep. I coundt help myself, I stared at her noticing how she looked frozen in time. She smiled in her sleep too. When she began to wake up I sang her ‘helena’ till she closed her eyes softly and returned to her dreams. I wish I could freeze time and stay here forever. No suicidal thoughts, no razors, and no depression. Just me and her. The only thing that took away from this perfect scene was her casts and bandages which I could tell hurt to sleep with. Tim past faster than it ever has as it was morning and I hadn’t closed my eyes once. Even if her face became engulfed in scares I would still love her, sit with her, think about her. She was the person to wash away the jet black feeling.
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