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 Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2007 8:43 am
Feel the rain on your skin...
I need more! Please fuel my addiction by updating. heart
...No-one else can feel it for you.
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2007 12:52 am
More...... I need more please. 4laugh
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2007 8:54 am
MORE MORE MORE!!!!!!! i heart your story!!!
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 3:31 pm
Please write more! I love it more with each update.
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2007 4:02 am
Workin on an udate... sorry for the long wait, people D=
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2007 4:16 am
That's okay. I don't mind waiting. heart
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2007 5:17 am
Here you all go... it's an update =O
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Gerard and I reached the spot where we would have to go our separate ways to get home. He took my hands smiling as he looked down at me. He wasn’t the tallest of guys… yet he was still taller than me.
“Ring me tonight?” he asked, “if you want.”
“If course I’d want to, silly…” I teased, feeling him kiss me quickly on my cheek and pull away.
“Right, I’d better be off.,” he murmured, somewhat sadly.
“You could come round my house if you want to,” I asked him with a hint of a smile. He grinned broadly.
“Really?” he asked hopefully.
“Yeah, my parents said they’d be back late. Probably out partying or something,” I smirked. Gerard giggled and once more laced his arm through mine.
“We can like, watch movies and, like, do each other’s hair… it’s gonna be, like, so much fun,” he crooned in an unsettlingly believable girl’s voice. I merely watched him carefully with a raised eyebrow and a grin. He pressed his lips clumsily to the side of my head, giggling.
We finally reached my house around five minutes later, and trudged upstairs into my bedroom. Gerard sat on my bed, folding his legs in front of him and pulling me to sit on his lap. I sighed heavily, withholding a laugh that I knew would end up escaping anyway.
“What’re you doing?” I asked, grinning to myself.
“Huggling,” he replied cheerfully, squeezing me around my middle.
“You huggle well, Master Gee. But you can never out-huggle me…” I told him, deadly serious.
“Why not?” he asked, sticking out his lower lip.
“Because I taught you everything you know…” I said.
“Well, you may have taught me everything I know, but you didn’t teach me everything you know, did you?” he said thoughtfully. [A/N: Hehe… Mighty Boosh reference there…]
“That… makes no sense…” I told him, giggling finally.
“Ah, you love it really,” he replied with a humoured shrug.
“Damn straight,” I grinned.
“Huggle war!” came the sudden cry, and Gerard pushed me onto the floor. I squealed, taken aback, but ended up laughing all the same. We were wrestling… why the hell were we wrestling? Was this normal couple activity? After a few minutes of attempting to win dominance, we both fell back onto the carpet of my bedroom floor, breathing fast.
“White flag…” I sighed, defeated, waving my hand vaguely in the air. Gerard grinned.
“Oh, I so huggled your a**… not like that…” his eyes widened and he let out a light laugh. I rolled onto my side to face him. His lips were suddenly on mine. I couldn’t help but smile into the embrace, my arms wrapping around him. I was too distracted with kissing him that I didn’t hear the light footsteps on the stairs, didn’t hear the bedroom door opening. It was too late when I pulled away from Gerard to see the horrified expression on my best friend’s face.
“Liza!” I gasped, feeling as though a large, pointy boulder had just rolled into my stomach. I struggled to my feet as she turned away, hurrying down the stairs of my house. “Liza, wait!”
“You b***h!” she yelled, turning momentarily before resuming her flight. Gerard was at my heel as I followed her out of my house.
“Liza, please, we can explain,” he told her breathlessly. She suddenly stopped, whirling around.
“I do not want to speak to or see either of you… ever again!” she spat, her eyes spilling over with angry tears.
“We were going to tell you,” Gerard pleaded, “this morning, we were going to tell you, Liza…”
“Oh, like that makes everything alright? That excuses everything? How could you do this to me?” she rounded on me.
“Liza, please…” I begged, “this wasn’t meant to happen-”
“We’re in love,” Gerard exclaimed suddenly, taking my hand, “we can’t help it…”
“But… I thought we were in love…” she stuttered out.
“Please, Liza. I…”
“No! Enough, I’ve had… enough…” she stormed off once more, leaving Gerard and I standing alone in a silent street.
“Oh my god…” I breathed out. Gerard’s eyes were wide and shocked, his hands trembling by his sides.
“It had to happen…” he told me quietly, “one way or another, it had to happen.” With that, he turned and began walking.
“Where are you going?” I asked, hurrying to keep up with him.
“I just need to be alone right now…” he muttered, somewhat coldly.
“Why? Please speak to me, Gerard. I don’t wanna lose you as well…” I pleaded.
“I’ll be at my house. Just call me or something.”
***
Enjoy!
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2007 2:15 pm
*le gasp* THE DISCOVERY!!!
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2007 8:59 pm
Oh no! Drama-llama! Yes, folks! It is the notorious Drama Llama, spreading drama in teens' hearts everywhere.
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2007 5:31 am
OMG that was awesome!!!!! MORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! heart heart
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2007 2:05 pm
ZOMG! Fan Fic Drama Overload! ........................... damn 2 week vacations
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 6:18 am
Wow, another update for you all =D
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So that’s how I came to be sitting on my own in my bedroom. My nerves felt shot. I’d ruined everything. The tears were falling easily, sending trails of mascara running steadily down my cheeks. My hand was hovering over the phone, Gerard’s number dancing through my head. I picked up the receiver before letting it fall again. Taking a deep breath, I forced it to my ear and started to dial. The younger Way brother answered.
“Hello, Way residence…” he said grimly. Like his parents hadn’t made him say that… bless him.
“Hey, is your brother around?” I asked urgently.
“Uh, I’ll go and see…” I heard the phone being set down and in the background Mikey’s voice echoed. “GERARD, PHONE!” A smile fought itself, kicking and screaming, onto my face. The phone was picked up once again. “He says he’s no- I mean… uh… he’s not in…”
“I know you’re lying,” I found myself smirking.
“I’m not!” he defended.
“Don’t worry… he doesn’t wanna talk to me. Tell him to call me… see y’around Mikey,” With that, I hung up and laid back on my bed. Why was he being like this? I uttered a heavy sigh and buried my face in my hands. Everything was falling apart around me. I heard my mom calling me for dinner, and brought my hands away. “I’m not hungry,” I yelled. The tears had stopped… but they left that empty, hopeless feeling in their wake. I wiped at the stains of black that snaked down my cheeks and sat up, leaning back against my headboard. I pulled my diary out of the drawer I kept it in and took out a pen. On a blank page I began writing.
Dear, dear, dear, dear Gerard,
I suppose you’re wondering why I wrote ‘dear’ so many times? It’s because I don’t think you quite understand how much you mean to me… this is the first time I’ve even attempted to let you know when you haven’t been passed out due to alcohol. You make your feelings known through amazing poetry, but I guess I’ll have to make do with just normal written words.
It feels as though we’re the only people in the world when we’re together… like nothing else matters. Belleview could be torn away by a sudden tornado and all that would matter would be you and me.
I just want you know that I’d die for you. I honestly would. I’ve never felt like this in my life before. It’s honestly terrifying to love you because I know I shouldn’t.
Please just talk to me. We need to sort this out because it hurts to know you’re angry at me for something. We can sort this out… I know we can. Just talk to me…
I can’t live without you. I love you,
Kath.
I tore out the page, folding it in half and scrawling Gerard’s name on it. I sighed deeply before slipping on my shoes and moving to my bedroom door, slipping out. I tucked the note in my back pocket and slowly began down the stairs. My parents looked up as I entered the kitchen.
“Uh, Mom, Dad, I’ve just gotta go… uh… thing,” I told them. They narrowed their eyes at the same time before nodding.
“Okay, Dear,” my mom said slowly, “don’t be back too late.” I gave them a grateful smile and hurried out of the back door.
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I reached Gerard’s house, out of breath from walking fast. I knocked the door, twisting my hair around my fingertips. I was shocked as Liza pulled the door open.
“What do you want?” she asked bluntly.
“G-What are you doing here?” I asked, throwing a glance around to check I had the right house.
“I’m hanging out with my boyfriend,” she spat.
“But… what?” I felt my mouth dry out, my hands start shaking by my sides.
“Gerard and I are back together. And we don’t want to see you anymore.” The door slammed in my face and I felt tears well up in my shocked eyes. I turned and started walking. I couldn’t bring myself to look back. I didn’t want to go back home. I didn’t want to stay here. I just wanted it to end. My legs were weak, but I didn’t stop walking, I didn’t even know where I was going. I finally sat down despondently on a curb of some familiar street or other. Anger suddenly gripped me and I kicked out at the pavement. Why did these things keep happening? I took the note out of my pocket and tore it into tiny pieces, scattering them on the ground. I uttered a quiet growl and got to my feet, pulling at the ends of my hair. I started walking again, head down, and hands buried deep in my pockets. I got to a surprisingly familiar place… an old play park, rusted and overgrown with weeds. My parents used to take me here all the time when I was little. I felt a small, distant smile touching on my face and I pushed open the squeaking gate. I found myself sitting gently on a swing, resting my head against the chain. My gaze found the foliage that wrapped itself around the poles of the swing. I could stay here in the peace and age of this play park. I could wait until the tendrils of the ivy claimed me as well. Then I wouldn’t have to think about Liza’s harsh words, and Gerard’s even harsher actions.
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Enjoy!
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 11:34 am
eek Oh.... My..... God. MORE!
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 5:24 pm
Oh, wow! I see the Drama Llama is working overtime!
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2007 7:21 am
Another update for y'all ^^
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It wasn’t long before the rain clouds had gathered and were pouring out their grief, right onto where I sat dejectedly on my swing. I didn’t get up, just let myself grow wetter and wetter in the heavy rain. No-one was likely to find me here. I could just cease to exist… or at least catch hypothermia like when I was little. Tears refused to fall… I think I was still in shock. I forced them in the end; I would feel better once I could cry. Finally, a hot, small tear leaked out, mingling with the rain that slicked my cheeks. Once that tear was out, I felt more joining it. After a while I was letting out loud, angry sobs, covering my face with my shaking hands. The minutes slipped by and before long it felt as though I was entirely numb. I couldn’t feel my fingers, even when they wrapped around the icy chain of the swing. I looked into the steel-grey sky, glaring up at the clouds.
“Kath?” I heard a voice, and let my gaze fall back to earth. Gerard Way, of all people, stood at the gate of the park.
“What?” I uttered, folding my arms tightly over my chest.
“Why are you sitting in the rain?” he asked, pushing open the gate and stepping closer.
“Because I am,” I shot back petulantly. His hair was soaked lightly from the rain, and he had an army jacket wrapped tightly around his figure.
“What have I done?” he asked softly, and I looked up, directly into his hazel eyes.
“What do you think you’ve done?” I asked, suddenly getting to my feet, “you’re back together with Liza… after everything… everything you said to me…” I felt tears choke me, welling up in my throat before spilling over. I broke down, crying into my hands. I felt Gerard’s hands on my arms, his voice in my ear as he pulled me into the semi-dryness of him.
“Who told you I was back with Liza?” he asked softly. I looked up coldly.
“Your girlfriend. Who do you think?” I muttered. He shook his head, stroking his slender fingers through my soaked hair.
“Liza came round to my house to talk to me… she was really upset… she left before I could stop her. I heard her speaking to someone… I had no idea it was you…” he soothed. I shook my head.
“So how did you know I was here?” I asked bitterly.
“I didn’t… I come here to think. I came to your house, but your parents said you went out,” he told me gently, “Kathryn, do you really think I’d do that to you?” I shrugged, shaking my head. I felt myself shivering in the freezing rain, and Gerard slipped out of his jacket, draping it over my shoulders, despite my protests. “Come on… come back to my house. You look frozen…” I thought for a few seconds before nodding feebly.
“I can’t help-” I began, before shaking my head and blinking back further tears.
“Can’t help what?” he pushed gently.
“I can’t help loving you…” I finished quietly. He brushed a hand over my cheek, pressing his lips softly to mine. This was the height of clichés: kissing in the rain. But it showed me how much I needed him. How much I needed these deep, cathartic kisses. His arms snaked around me, cradling me closer to him. He was warm against my soaking clothes, his fingers entwining with the ends of my hair. I felt him draw back, looked deep into his eyes and let him take my hand, leading me slowly out of the park. My heart felt like it was beating again… sending blood that warmed my veins. The tears had stopped falling and I let my gaze wonder onto the back of his soggy black hair. I tightened my grip on his hand and he pulled me closer to him, pressing his lips to the top of my head.
“You make me crazy, Kath,” he murmured, “you make me ******** crazy…”
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Sorry about the shortness of it all... but all the same... UPDATE! ^^
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