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 Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 4:55 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 30, 2007 7:11 am
Wooh! I took a break from writing for a bit. But here we go! An update for you all. It's like, the penultimate update... So enjoy!
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I was alone again, sprawled on my bedroom floor. My eyes were shut, but I wasn’t asleep. I felt empty… like a shell. In the silence of my bedroom it seemed like nothing could exist. That my whole world had just fallen away. All those fantasies of Gerard and I growing up together, maybe going for long vacations in our early twenties… exploring the globe. Then growing old together. Buying a house. Dying together. All of those hopes had just been set on fire and left to burn to ashes. I didn’t know how long I was lying there for. It must have been hours… just locked inside my own head. I just wished that I could’ve stopped time and stayed where I was for the rest of eternity. Just down the street from the boy I loved… able to go and visit him on a whim. But no; pretty soon I wouldn’t even be able to call him whenever I wanted. I knew that long-distance relationships were doomed from the very start. I knew that when I told him goodbye for the long journey to Florida, I’d be telling him goodbye for the rest of our lives. Suddenly, there was a tentative knocking at my door.
“Get lost…” was all I could muster.
“Kath… honey… can I come in?” my mother’s voice filtered through the door and I sighed deeply.
“No,” I muttered, but the creak of the hinges sounded anyway and I felt the floorboards yield slightly beside me. I opened one eye to look up at my mother. Her expression was fixed with one of those sympathetic grimaces that I couldn’t stand and I felt the strong urge to just pull out her hair or something.
“Sweetie…” she crooned, “I know how tough it is moving areas, but believe me; you’ll meet more friends. There might even be some hot Floridian young men over there.” I sat bolt upright, fixing her with an expression of horror.
“I don’t want some… Floridian…” I exclaimed, still stunned (and slightly disgusted) over her use of the word ‘hot’. “I just want Gerard, Mom…”
“Listen to me, Kathryn… because I know a lot more about life than you do. There are plenty more fish in the sea, darling. You just need to look,” she told me softly. I rolled my eyes, turning away from her.
“Mom! I am not interested in… in other fish!” I told her, close to breaking down in tears, “I just want to stay here.”
“I’m not negotiating, Kathryn,” my mother muttered softly, “we’re moving, and that’s final.”
***
My mother’s attempt to console me had crashed and burned before her eyes. The phone in my bedroom had been confiscated and I’d already been taken out pf school. Three days had passed since my mother had banned me from Gerard’s company… and they’d passed as though I’d been asleep throughout. I found myself staring out of my bedroom window, looking through the grey backdrop of New Jersey. There was a small black figure approaching from the direction of Gerard’s house, and I found myself darting towards my window. Throwing it open, I watched Gerard give me a small wave from where he came to pause in my front yard.
“What’s going on?” he asked, raising his voice to carry up to my window.
“What do you mean?” I called miserably.
“Where have you been? I’ve been calling you… have you been ignoring me?” he returned.
“Of course I haven’t, Gee…” I groaned, “it’s my… my parents. They said that I’m not allowed to see you anymore.”
“What?” he exclaimed, “don’t worry. I’ll come up…” With that, he fixed his gaze on the front porch before running at it and attempting to hoist himself up. He failed and fell back onto the grass with a groan of pain.
“Are you okay?” I called, my hand reaching my mouth in concern.
“Fine…” came the reply, and I watched him crawl to his feet.
“Listen, my parents are going out tonight, just come round and try the front door, Doofus,” I teased. He shrugged.
“I wanna see you now, though…” he called, pouting. I merely blew him a kiss with a smirk. It was funny how just seeing him had the power to brighten my mood slightly.
“Come round again tonight. Around five, okay?” I asked. He nodded, although hesitantly.
“I love you,” he smiled. I sighed and felt a tear fall.
“I… I love you too, Gee.” With that, I shut my window, and my door opened. My father was standing there.
“So that’s what we get for trusting you to stay at home on your own for the evening?” he asked, shaking his head slowly. I felt a spark of terror sear my belly. I knew my father got ahead of himself sometimes. His temper… it was terrible.
“I… I’m sorry…” I stuttered out. He marched forwards and seized my arm in his own strong hand. He dragged me close to his face and I could smell the faint stench of alcohol on his breath.
“Yeah… you will be,” he sneered. My mother’s voice echoed from the hallway.
“What are you doing? Let her go!” she cried. My father obliged, pushing me away from him. I stumbled and fell sideways, my cheekbone struck on the cold metal of the radiator. Pain exploded in my face and I rolled onto my back as my parents stormed downstairs, yelling at one another. My shaking fingers found my throbbing cheek and I felt shock freeze me right to the core.
***
I hadn’t emerged from bed today. I couldn’t remember much of yesterday. I remembered seeing Gerard. I remembered falling. Other then that it was blank. Daylight attempted to battle through my closed curtains, but merely plunged the room into pink light. I sighed softly, nuzzling my bruised cheek into the pillow. I heard the doorbell ring and felt a thrill as a familiar voice reached my muffled ears.
“Is Kathryn around?” Gerard asked.
“No,” my mother replied bluntly, “she’s sick.”
“Can I see her anyway?” came Gerard’s voice.
“She doesn’t want visitors.” I did want visitors. I wanted Gerard to take me away from this house. These walls held pain and fear. I just wanted him to hold me and tell me that everything would be okay. The volume of the voices from downstairs was rising.
“I just want to speak to her!” Gerard was shouting.
“You will not raise your voice to me in my home, young man!” my mother exclaimed.
“It’s not going to be your home for much longer, is it?” Gerard cried, “I mean, not after you’re dragging your daughter away to some state she doesn’t want to live in!”
“Just leave! Or I’ll call the cops,” my mother threatened. I crawled out of bed and slipped on a dressing gown, emerging from my room. Gerard was standing just inside the front door, my mother in front of him, barring his way with her arms folded, her back to me. Gerard spotted me… and my bruised face.
“Kath! What the ******** happened?” he exclaimed, and my mother let him past with a weary sigh. He embraced me, and I found myself sobbing into his arms.
“N-nothing… nothing h-h-happened…” I wept, “I just fell.”
“Bullshit,” he whispered to me, pushing back my hair as he cradled me close to him, “who did it?”
“No-one…” I replied, “please, just… just kiss me…” He obliged and pressed his lips clumsily to mine. He pulled away after a while and traced my jaw line with one, warm hand.
“Gerard, just leave,” my mother told him. He shot a glance from her, to the door and then back to me.
“I’ll be back, alright? And promise me… if anything else happens to you, you call me. I’ll come and take you away…” he whispered. I nodded and kissed him once more. He turned and was gone once more.
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Posted: Sat Jun 30, 2007 8:28 am
Oooh, it's the Fan-Fic Finale! It's been fun writing this... and I can now announce that there will be a sequel.
So here we go; the final chapter of my story =D
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I hated the fact that I could fit all my worldly goods in a few boxes. I hated that today was the day I would be flying to Florida. I felt like a ghost. As though I was just drifting through the almost empty house with nothing to do but pack. I found myself in my sterile bedroom, tears once more blotting out my sight. As the haunting sound of the doorbell sounded once more, I braced myself for another yelling match. But I was pleasantly surprised as my door opened.
“Kathryn? You have a visitor,” my mom told my tentatively. Her own eye was overshadowed by a bruise she wouldn’t explain. I looked past her to see none other than Liza Hartley. She let my mom busy away downstairs before she stepped into my bedroom and shot a look around.
“This place looks eerie all empty…” was all she said. I nodded slowly.
“Yeah. Listen, Li-”
“No,” she cut me off, “I think I should be the one explaining. Kath, you were my best friend. You still are. And… you should know that I’m gonna miss you like crazy.” I felt myself giving a faint smile and moving towards her, hugging her tightly.
“Liza, I’m sorry about what happened. I really am. I couldn’t help the way I felt, and I know that’s no excuse, but… it just happened,” I told her. I hated that I was crying again. I pulled her closer to me. “I’m gonna miss you too.”
“But you’ll be better off,” she giggled, suddenly pulling away and wiping at her eyes, “I mean, you’re moving to Florida… it’ll be sun, sand and sea for you from now on.” Her voice was falsely bright, and I shook my head.
“I’d rather be here… in the New Jersey rain,” I told her, sadly.
“I’d rather you’d be here too,” Liza told me, “but… we’ll keep in touch, right? And… we’ll be best friends forever, yeah?”
“How old are we?” I giggled lightly, “seven years old? But yeah. We’ll always be best friends. No matter what happens. T-tell Gerard… tell him that I’m sorry things ended like this.” Liza’s expression fell, but she nodded nonetheless.
“I will,” she assured me.
“My flight leaves at three…” I murmured.
***
The airport was as airports usually were; busy, cluttered and complicated. I lugged my suitcase behind me with a weary sigh. So this is what it felt like to leave everything behind. I paused beside my parents as they ran the final checks on the tickets in their hands. I heaved a heavy sigh. All of a sudden there was a familiar voice. Liza was hurtling towards me and paused in front of me. She hugged me and seized the chance to whisper in my ear.
“I tried to get Gerard to come and say goodbye, but… he says it’d be too painful, sugar,” she told me, pulling away. “Bye, Kathy,” she said in her normal voice.
“Bye,” I smiled in return, but inside I felt cold. So now I couldn’t even say goodbye to him? I just wanted to fall in a hole and die. She gave me an understanding, weak smile and hugged me again. I pulled away to see my parents watching me expectantly and I parted with Liza, giving her one last wave before following my mom and dad as they led me towards the gate and we joined the queue to check in. I threw a glance at the throbbing crowd of holiday-makers and such, trying to pick out that army jacket… that long black hair… those eyes. Nothing. I turned back to face forwards as my parents stepped through the metal detectors. I was next, but I suddenly felt a hand on mine. Said hand pulled me away from the queue. I looked up and found myself staring into those beautiful eyes. Gerard was crying and his hands found my waist. My father looked furious. My mother looked resigned.
“I couldn’t stay away…” Gerard whispered, stroking back my hair. I blinked back my tears and wiped away Gerard’s.
“Thank you,” I told him, “I needed to say goodbye.”
“Me too,” he said, suddenly pulling me to hug him, “don’t go…” he pleaded.
“I have to,” I replied softly, feeling his tears leak onto my neck, “you know I have to…”
“I love you too much to let you go,” Gerard told me shakily.
“Sugar, I love you more than I can even say…” I whispered, growing helpless as I brought a hand up to tangle in his soft hair, “but sometimes fate… makes crazy things happen. Like… us getting together. We didn’t expect it to ever happen, did we? But it did… and I’ve been happier whilst we’ve been together than I ever have been in my life, but now it’s time for things to end…”
“No,” Gerard pleaded, “don’t say that… it can’t end… I promised you I’d love you forever…”
“I know… and I will love you forever. But I can’t be with you just yet, okay? I love you so much. If we’re meant to be together… then we’ll find each other again. When we’re old enough to make our own decisions, we’ll find each other again,” I told him gently, pushing him away to look deep into his eyes. He nodded slowly and entwined his fingers with mine.
“You do realise…” he whispered, “that this last kiss is going to have to last me until we do meet again, right? Because… because we are gonna meet again. You’re the woman I want to… to hold me as I die and to hold me when I get fired and all that jazz. I… I’m going to miss you…” His lips found my fingers, and before long they found my own lips. He drew me closer to him as I lost myself to his sweet, sweet breath. I could taste coffee. This was it. This was the final goodbye. The end of everything we’d shared. His fingers were in my hair, his tongue running over my lips. I could feel our tears mixing on our faces and wanted to stay here forever. I cast my mind forward to the next time I’d feel this close to him again. Try as I might, I couldn’t imagine being with him again. Ever. All I could see were cold, lonely nights ahead in Florida. I pulled away a few inches and looked into his eyes one last time.
“I love you more than life itself…” I told him before pulling away and rejoining my parents at the check in. I turned and waved one last time. And then… he was gone...
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Posted: Sat Jun 30, 2007 10:48 am
crying
Amazing ending...but so very sad. I'm going to go and cry now.
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Posted: Sat Jun 30, 2007 11:31 am
"Be yourself, don't take anyone else's s**t,Wow. That was amazing. I love it. and NEVER let them take you alive." - Gerard Way
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Posted: Sat Jun 30, 2007 3:49 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 1:04 am
crying *cries* That was such a good story and such a beautiful ending!!!! At least none of them died in this fic...
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 6:36 pm
my throat hurts from crying
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 6:41 pm
MY THROAT HURTS FROM SCREAMIN. MY SCIENCE TEACHER WAS DANCING LAST FRIDAY AND SHE WAS GOOOOOOOOOOOOD. WE WERE SCREAMING SO LOUD MY THROAT STILL FEELS LIKE S**T.
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 6:42 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 7:04 pm
HEY, FOR A SCIENCE TEACHER, SHE WAS PRETTY DAMN GOOD. HELL, MORE THAN HALF THE KIDS IN MY SCHOOL CAN'T DANCE LIKE THAT.
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 11:58 am
Hardcore Mosher HEY, FOR A SCIENCE TEACHER, SHE WAS PRETTY DAMN GOOD. HELL, MORE THAN HALF THE KIDS IN MY SCHOOL CAN'T DANCE LIKE THAT. I WOULD NOT LIKE TO SEE MY SCIENCE TEACHER DANCE...HE'S A GUY WITH A BALD HEAD AND GLASSES...VERY STEREOTYPICAL FOR A SCIENCE TEACHER.
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 1:22 pm
Ieros Baby567 Hardcore Mosher HEY, FOR A SCIENCE TEACHER, SHE WAS PRETTY DAMN GOOD. HELL, MORE THAN HALF THE KIDS IN MY SCHOOL CAN'T DANCE LIKE THAT. I WOULD NOT LIKE TO SEE MY SCIENCE TEACHER DANCE...HE'S A GUY WITH A BALD HEAD AND GLASSES...VERY STEREOTYPICAL FOR A SCIENCE TEACHER. MINE IS TOO lol
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 2:21 pm
Devyn333 Ieros Baby567 Hardcore Mosher HEY, FOR A SCIENCE TEACHER, SHE WAS PRETTY DAMN GOOD. HELL, MORE THAN HALF THE KIDS IN MY SCHOOL CAN'T DANCE LIKE THAT. I WOULD NOT LIKE TO SEE MY SCIENCE TEACHER DANCE...HE'S A GUY WITH A BALD HEAD AND GLASSES...VERY STEREOTYPICAL FOR A SCIENCE TEACHER. MINE IS TOO lol I'VE NEVER HAD A SCIENCE TEACHER LIKE THAT. WEIRD.
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 9:37 am
Hardcore Mosher Devyn333 Ieros Baby567 Hardcore Mosher HEY, FOR A SCIENCE TEACHER, SHE WAS PRETTY DAMN GOOD. HELL, MORE THAN HALF THE KIDS IN MY SCHOOL CAN'T DANCE LIKE THAT. I WOULD NOT LIKE TO SEE MY SCIENCE TEACHER DANCE...HE'S A GUY WITH A BALD HEAD AND GLASSES...VERY STEREOTYPICAL FOR A SCIENCE TEACHER. MINE IS TOO lol I'VE NEVER HAD A SCIENCE TEACHER LIKE THAT. WEIRD. well you're a loser... my throat hurts again. from all the smokers at the HIM concert crying
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