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 Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2009 3:29 pm
I know it's not good, and the opening paragraphs suck because I wrote them when I was half asleep. Read if you want. Please tell me your opinions on it if you have any. By the way, its kinda R rated, for language, mostly. There shouldn't be anything else, really.
It was just a normal day. Sunny, as usual, but there were some clouds headed in the town’s general direction and the breeze was starting to pick up a little. I was just a not-so-normal kid. You know, one of those teenagers that was always getting called out in class because the people around were talking, always got called “emo” or “cutter” or “loner”. I was just a quiet, modest kid who tried not to do anything wrong.
I was content sitting on my front porch, reading a good book with my iPod turned up all the way. I was rudely interrupted by my friend, Rick, who insisted we go to the new shop in town.
We headed right into the shop when we got into town. It wasn’t very busy considering it had just opened. There were a few people there that I knew, but didn’t hang out with (a couple being my ex and his new girlfriend). I knew there was a reason I was going to hate being there. Rick went off with some of his other friends and I was left alone.
Out of the blue I heard music coming from one of the back rooms. It sounded oddly familiar so I followed my ears to the room it was coming from and quietly opened the door. When I finally realized what I was looking at, I thought I was going to collapse from sheer astonishment. Standing right in front of me was the one and only My Chemical Romance going through The Sharpest Lives for what I assumed to just be practice.
They halted their playing as soon as they noticed me in the room.
“Well,” Gerard said, “what do we have here?”
“Uh…” I started. “Sorry for interrupting. I’ll just go ahead and lea-“
“No, no.” Mikey said. “Stay in here. We don’t mind.”
“If you insist…” I said, blushing.
“I do insist.” Gerard said, leading me to a small black stool in front of the instrument set-up. He quickly winked at me and headed back toward the band. I felt myself turn cherry-red and let my hair fall into my face.
“What song are we going to play?” Bob asked eagerly.
“That’s all up to our friend.” Gerard said, smiling at me. “What song would you like to hear?”
“Well…” I started. “I’ve always liked Helena. It’s one of my favorites.”
“Ah, good choice.” Ray said, looking back at the guys. “Don’t you think so?”
They all nodded in agreement.
“So it’s settled.” Gerard said. “Helena, played special for the beautiful young lady in the front row.”
I blushed and let my hair fall again.
As they played the song, I could feel the music running freely through me. It was uplifting; unlike anything I had ever experienced in my entire lifetime.
The song was over and done with too early for my liking, but it was still the most amazing thing I had ever heard.
Gerard walked over to me after taking a drink of water from a black bottle and asked, “What did you think?”
“That was the most amazing thing I have ever heard in my life.” I said, still dazed by the music.
“You really think so?” He asked, sitting down next to me on the floor.
I nodded. “Absolutely. I’ve always listened to you guys’ music, but noting can compare to a live performance.”
“Well, it’s good that you like our music.” He said with a suspicious grin.
I looked at him funny and asked, “Why is it so important? You seem to be up to something.”
He chuckled slightly. “Maybe I am.”
I blushed and hid behind my hair again.
Frank interrupted and asked, “Is there any good reason as to why you’re wearing a long sleeved shirt in the middle of the summer?”
“Me?” I asked dumbly.
“Yeah, you, little Miss Sunshine.” He said with a smirk.
“Yeah.” I said and lied. “I have a ton of birthmarks on my arms.”
“So?” Ray said.
“So, I don’t like them and I find them embarrassing.” I told him, folding my arms together.
“I respect that.” Ray said kindly. Gerard looked at me as though he knew I was lying, and he probably did, but I wasn’t about to cave just because he was giving me a strange look.
“Anybody hungry?” Mikey asked, breaking the very awkward silence in the room.
“Yes.” Gerard said. “You want some food…er…I feel so rude. I should have asked your name before we did anything…”
I looked up at him and said, “My name is Luna.”
He stood up and took my hand so he could shake it. “It’s very nice to meet you, Luna.” He said. “So are you hungry, Luna?”
My stomach growled right on cue, as usual. “Apparently so.” I said, grabbing my small stomach.
“Well, then, where can we get a good bite out here?” Mikey asked. “We’ve never been here before in Hendersonville.”
“Yeah, there’s a Burger King right down the road from the school, but do you mind if we venture the other way for a minute? I need to pick up my friend.”
“I don’t mind.” Gerard said. “Do you guys?”
“Nope.” The rest of the guys said in unison.
“Okay, then.” Gerard said. “The usual for everyone?”
They all nodded and Frank added, “Make mine a king…I’m starving.”
Gerard nodded and grabbed my hand. “Shall we?”
I felt myself blush and nodded slightly. “Do you mind if we take my car, though? I don’t want to waste you guys’ gas.”
“Psht, you think we care?” He asked.
“Probably not, but I do. Plus,” I added. “I know my way around town better when I drive.”
“If you insist.” He said. “But I’ll drive to your house.”
I nodded and said, “Fine.”
His car was pretty much my dream car. He had an Audi S8 and I was jealous. It was pretty much the greatest car I had ever seen and the interior was even better.
“How fast can this thing go?” I asked, trying to make small talk while giving directions. “Oh, and you need to take a left out of here and then follow this road for a while.”
“’Kay.” He said before adding. “I think the fastest I’ve taken it is one-ten.”
“Holy s**t…” I whispered. “Lucky you have a car this nice.”
“Well, what do you drive?” He asked.
“I drive a black Nissan Altima…it’s not as good as this, but it’s not horrible.” I said. “You need to get in the left lane after this red light.”
“Okay.” He said, turning on his blinker.
“Wow, you actually use your blinker?” I asked, surprised.
“Doesn’t everybody?”
“Welcome to North Carolina, land of the old people, no snow, and lack of blinker usage.” I said, trying to be a smart a**.
“Lovely.” He said. “I do like it here, though. I love the mountains.”
“Really?” I asked.
“Yeah, other than the old people and no snow, it’s really not that bad here.”
“Try living here, then…” I added under my breath.
“That bad, huh?”
“You have no idea…”
“Try me…” He said, getting quiet.
An awkward silence filled the small vehicle as we pulled into my subdivision.
“Stay to the right at the fork and just follow this road.” I said.
He nodded.
“Okay, the turn is right there and we’re the last house on the left.”
We sped down the hill a couple ten miles per hour over the speed limit, but I didn’t care.
“Nice place.” Gerard said, finally speaking again.
“If you say so.” I said. “Sorry if I insulted you earlier…”
“You didn’t insult me.” He said, kindly. “You just need to understand that things could always be worse.”
I nodded and closed the car door behind me. “You should probably wait out here…my dad can get a little…odd with strangers.”
He nodded and sat on the hood of his car.
“I’ll be right back.” I told him.
I walked into the door and was instantly greeted by my dog and cat.
“Hey, guys.” I said to them. “I’m not going to be here long…”
“LUNA!!”
s**t. I thought. I’m so screwed…
“Where the hell were you today?!” My father said as he stormed into my room, drunk off his a**.
“I was in town looking for a birthday present to get for one of my friends.” I said quietly as I grabbed my bag and car keys.
“What friends?” He slurred his words. “You don’t have any friends, unless you made these up, too.”
“Dad, I’m going to Cadyn’s house for the rest of the week and I’m going to take my car.” I told him.
“Fine, do whatever.” He said. “I don’t care ******** what you do.”
“Fine…now will you just leave me to pack?”
“Sure, your majesty. Whatever you say.”
“********…” I mumbled.
“What did you just say?!” He said, quickly, and rather ungracefully, turning around.
“Nothing…”
“Don’t lie to me!” He said as his hand made hard contact with my face. I flinched mildly and continued packing. A red handprint rose up from where his hand had made contact. “Now finish your damn packing and get the ******** out of my house.”
“Yes, sir…” I said quietly. I finished my packing in about five minutes. I grabbed everything I could that I owned and headed toward the door.
“Lock the door behind you, Margaret.” My father said. He’d used my mother’s name. Ever since my mother had died, my father had been drinking. Now it had gotten into his head that I could never be my mom, even when he expected or wanted me to be, giving him a “reason” for mindless beatings.
“What happened to you? What was all of that yelling?” Gerard asked, worried.
“Nothing…” I said. “Can we just go? You might want to bring your car so my dad doesn’t trash it…you can leave it at the shop on Main…there’s no parking limit in front of it.”
He nodded and helped me get all of my s**t into my car.
“Thank you…” I said meekly.
He nodded before holding my face in his hands, examining my red cheek. “How long has this been going on?” He asked me.
“I don’t want to talk about it right now…” I said. “Later.”
“Later.” He repeated, making it seem like I promised to tell him. I could only hope he would forget.
I got into my car as Gerard backed down the driveway. He pulled into the street far enough to give me some room so I could lead the way. I stopped my car and got out for a minute. I walked up to his window and handed him a small slip of paper.
“What’s this?” He asked.
“My cell phone number.” I told him. “Just in case we somehow get separated in the ‘horrid Hendersonville traffic’.”
“Ah. Good.” He said. “I’ll keep it handy.”
I nodded and got back into my car.
He followed me closely the entire trip back to Main Street; never let a car between us. I pulled into a parking spot and he parked his car in the spot behind my car.
“Ready to make a trip to the boonies?” I asked him as he climbed into my car.
“The boonies?”
“Yup.” I said. “My friend lives out in the middle of freaking nowhere.”
“Lovely.” He said. “So does this friend have a name?”
“Yeah. Cadyn. But I call her Cade.” I told him in a matter-of-fact-bitchy tone. “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean for that to sound so bitchy!”
He chuckled and said, “Don’t worry about it. I have to put up with four other guys and one of them is my brother.”
“Yeah, I know…” I said, still trying to sound apologetic.
“Have any music?” He asked. “Besides ours, of course.”
I nodded and pointed to the console. “I have my iPod in there. It should be hooked up to the stereo already.”
Gerard apparently didn’t really mind my presence, unlike just about everyone else. I was paying attention to the road, but watched him as he quietly went through my music. Opening his eyes wider at some of the songs I guessed he didn’t expect me to have anywhere near me. I focused mainly on his face. It had the structure of a damn angel’s face. My attention was brought back to the road when I started to slip slightly off the edge, into the dirt.
“Trouble focusing?” Gerard asked, looking up from my iPod while pushing the play button.
I nodded as Breaking the Habit by Linkin Park started streaming through the speakers. My eyes got wider and my grip around the steering wheel tightened. “Can we not listen to this song, please?” I pleaded.
He nodded and quickly changed it to You’re Gonna Go Far, Kid by The Offspring.
“Thank you…” I said, relieved.
“No problem.” He said before asking, “Are we there yet?”
I chuckled a little and nodded. I turned onto Cadyn’s road and followed it up to her driveway.
“When you said she lived in the boonies, you really meant it.” He said with a smile. “I bet the guys are wondering where we are.”
“They’ll be fine. They’re grown up.” I said.
“HA!” Gerard said loudly as we got out of the car.
Cadyn must have been cleaning because she could have normally been able to tell when I pull into her driveway.
“I guess I’ll go in and get her really quick.” I said.
“Why don’t you get her to pack about a months worth of clothes, too?” He said, very suspiciously.
“Why?”
“It’s a surprise.” He winked.
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2009 3:49 pm
It's really fast moving. I thinking maybe almost short story fast moving? Slow it down a little. Give more description or something. What are the sounds this person hears, what do you they see exactly, any unique smells? Things like that to give it a little extra umpf. You use said a lot, while that's fine, it kind of bothers me to a degree because it's redundant. Like - I imagine her father yelling - not just saying something.
Unfortunately, it doesn't seem very believable. Of course that's fine too with fanfictions. Again, it's a personal thing >.> But, yeah. Maybe if there was more build up with like how they meet or something? And then a little more to how they agree to go places with her. I mean, while they may come off as great guys on shows and stuff, be realistic here. They aren't automatically just going to decide to run off with this girl and stuff.
Sorry if that seemed a little harsh >.> I just take writing serious <.< It's one thing besides art that I think I can do decently... >.<;
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2009 3:55 pm
It's not harsh at all. I appreciate honesty. And I noticed that I use "said" a lot too, but this is kind of a draft. And like I said, it's no good. I was just bored one day and started writing. It just kind of took over and it got longer and longer. I am going to take out some of the "said"s out, though. Thanks for the nudge, by the way. It really helps when people give you feedback 3nodding
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2009 4:01 pm
Lol. At least someone appreciates honesty ^_^
And trust me, I know how motivating it is to get good feedback - not just the kind that goes - 'I like this'. Detailed reviews are always more motivating and for me, the ones that kind of deal a blow to my ego helps too because I know it will make me better >.>
But yes. Whenever you get more - just post it and I'll continue to read.
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2009 4:03 pm
oh I have a lot more if you want me to go ahead and post all of it
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2009 4:20 pm
Not really in the mood for reading too much more - school has kind of drained me, lol. But post it and I'll read it all eventually. Promise.
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2009 4:23 pm
I will tomorrow. Imma hit the sack. I'm drained, too.
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2009 5:26 pm
I hate dialougue in a story stacked ontop of each other, sure you described very vaguely the characters and their thoughts through the dialogue and the very brief 1st parapgraph, but personally I don't like it. Not enough detail, writing is about detail, and in my honest opinion, this lacks it.
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2009 9:18 pm
go draw naked woman you lonely b*****d
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2009 10:31 am
i think it is very creative and it was definitely worth reading!!!! dont listen to dicktations
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2009 1:17 pm
Thank you both. I know there's not a lot of description, but like I said its not good and it's just something I started writing when I was bored.
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2009 8:04 am
Frankly, I liked it a lot. Yes it needs some work, but it's just a draft so who cares about the mistakes. Everyone makes them, so don't stress bout it. I would love to read the rest of it, it was getting interesting.
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Posted: Tue Feb 17, 2009 5:43 pm
I'm gonna post more, so people who were okay with it, be prepared to read...quite a bit i think. i don't remember how much i wrote o_O guess we'll find out.
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Posted: Tue Feb 17, 2009 5:50 pm
“Why?”
“It’s a surprise.” He winked.
“Riiight…” I said.
I headed up the hill to Cadyn’s house and rang the doorbell.
“Hey, Luna” She said as she opened the door. “What’s up?”
“Nothing really.” I lied. “Now, you need to hurry and pack about two weeks worth of your s**t.”
“Why?!”
“It’s a surprise.” I told her. She looked at me, very confused. “JUST DO IT!” I commanded.
“FINE. PMDD!” She said before running to her room to pack her s**t.
It took her about ten minutes to get all of her clothes and s**t together.
“So what is all of this for?” She asked.
“Just wait until we get outside, Cade.” I told her.
She put her head down and we headed out the door. When we got down the hill to my car, she lifted up her head.
“No. ********. Way.”
“Actually, the name’s Gerard.” Gerard said, smiling and holding out his hand so he could shake Cadyn’s.
Cadyn quickly shot her hand out and shook his hand. “This is insane. I’m dreaming.”
“Negative.” I said. “This is reality.”
“What are you guys doing in this little hick-town anyway?” She asked Gerard.
“We were just coming through here and decided to take a pit stop. Plus I knew this place had something about it I would like.” He said while barely looking over toward me. I could feel his eyes piercing mine and I blushed, but I didn’t look into his gaze.
Cadyn looked over at me and smiled. “So, Lune, where are we headed?”
“Ask Mr. Way.” I told her. “And way to spill my nickname, whore.”
“So, Mr. Way, where are we headed?”
“Well, that’s not entirely up to me.” He said. “The rest of the band is in on this, too.”
“Oh.” I added. “But we do need to go to Burger King before Frank eats that stool I was sitting on.”
“Indeed.” Gerard said with a chuckle. “Shall we?”
“We shall.” Cadyn said, smiling at me.
We piled into the car after quickly adding Cadyn’s s**t to mine in the trunk.
After we got back into town, I went through the drive-thru at Burger King and order what Gerard told me to. A few minutes later and the whole car reeked of fried food.
“My poor car is never going to smell clean again…” I said as I got out of the car after parking on Main Street.
“Sure it will.” Cadyn said. “We’ll get it cleaned and I’ll pay for it.”
“Thanks, Cade.”
She nodded before we all walked into the small shop. “So where are the rest of the guys?” She asked.
“In the back room.” Gerard said.
“I hear Gerard!” Frank said from the back room. “That means food!”
“Oh God.” Gerard said before sitting the food on the table so he wouldn’t get trampled.
“WOOT!” The guys said as they came out of the back room. “You guys rock!” Bob said with a huge smile.
“Yeah.” Mikey said. “We thought Frank was going to eat us.”
“Whatever.” Frank said. “You guys don’t even look appetizing.”
“Here we go…” Gerard said.
The boys argued for a few minutes before Gerard said, “Guys! Are we going to tell them why they’re here anytime soon?”
All of the guys got quiet and nodded before Gerard said, “We want you guys to go on tour with us.”
Cadyn and I both threw each other very shocked looks.
“Are you ******** serious?” I choked out.
Gerard nodded and said with a smile, “Very serious. I’d like to get to know you guys better.”
Cadyn squealed. “I’m so freaking excited! When do we leave?”
I couldn’t think of anything to say. I was too amazed by the fact that Gerard Way would even want to take me along anywhere.
“So eager to leave, eh?” Frank asked with a smile. “It’s not that bad here.”
“Try living here.” Cadyn said.
“That’s what Luna said.” Gerard said. I knew he wanted the whole story of why I hated it in Hendersonville so much, but I wasn’t quite ready to tell him.
I looked up after I realized Cadyn had wrapped her arm around my shoulders.
“So,” she started. “You want to go on tour with My Chemical Romance? If you say ‘no’ I’ll maim you.”
I nodded. “Hell yeah, I want to go.”
And get me the ******** away from this hellhole town…I thought.
“Great.” Gerard said with a big grin. “We can take the tour bus, then.”
Gerard went to stand in the middle of the room after he let go of my hand and said, “We’ll leave in fifteen minutes. That should give us all plenty of time to get ready to go.”
Everyone in the room but me nodded. I was nervous about the fact that I was going to be leaving home to be on the road for a month or two. Gerard looked over at me and must have noticed my blank facial expression. He walked over to me and pulled me into the small foyer of the shop.
“Are you okay?” He asked. I had always hated that question…
I nodded. “Yeah, I’m fine…”
“You sure? You look like you’re about to be sick.”
“It’s just that I haven’t been out of town since—“ I stopped to correct myself. “In a very long time…”
“I see.” He said sympathetically. “You’ll get used to being on the road. Now how about we go get your s**t?”
I nodded and opened the door for him. “Go ahead.”
“You sure?”
“Chivalry is dead, it doesn’t matter.” I said with a painfully fake smile.
“If you insist.”
“Oh, I do good sir.” I said. My mood started to lighten up after Gerard flashed a huge grin at me after my last comment.
“After you ma’am.” I said to him in a hick-like accent.
“Oh, well thank you, good sir.” He replied in a southern belle accent. We both laughed as we walked up to my car’s trunk.
I popped the trunk open and we began to gather all of my s**t as Cadyn came out of the shop. “You mind grabbing my stuff?”
“Hell no, lazy b***h!” I said, jokingly.
“Psht. Fine.” She said, grabbing some of her bags from the back seat.
We unloaded my car’s content into the shop in three trips. “What am I going to do with my car?” I said. “My dad will wonder what it’s doing here when he comes down to the bar.”
“Well,” Cadyn said. “You could leave it in the underground parking lot. It’s free and I don’t think your dad is intelligent enough to go looking under there.”
I nodded. “I’ll go ahead and move it.”
“I’ll go with you.” Gerard said once I turned around.
“Okay?” I said, making it sound more like a question.
Gerard was quite until we got out of the shop.
“So, why do you hate living here so much?” The famous question emerged from his mouth.
“It’s kind of a long story…” I told him, giving him every hint I could that I didn’t want to talk about it then.
“I have a lot of time on my hands.” He told me.
“Can we talk about this later like I asked earlier?” I asked, getting kind of annoyed, but trying my best to hide it.
He nodded. “I guess I don’t really have a choice in the matter.”
“Thanks…” I said softly before we climbed into my car and I shifted it into gear.
We rode quietly to the underground parking lot and I parked my car in the far corner of the lot.
“So…” I started, breaking the silence. “Is there any reason you wanted to come with me?”
“Well, I didn’t want you to have to walk back on your own.” He said.
“You do know that if there are any of your fans on the street, they’re going to smother you, right?”
“Yeah, but that’s okay. I’m used to it. Plus-“
He grabbed my hand.
“They’ll have a reason to give me some space.” He said with an amazing crooked smile.
I looked into his eyes and blushed. His smile grew before I quickly looked away.
“Shall we?” He asked, gesturing his hand in Main Street’s general direction.
I nodded and we started walking down the sidewalk to Main Street.
“Is that who I think it is?!”
“Is that Gerard Way?!”
“Why is he with her?”
Of the many questions that were flying around, those were the most blatant.
“Just ignore them.” Gerard told me before he tightened his grip around my hand. His hand was blazing hot compared to my freezing fingers, which made the walk even more enjoyable, I suppose.
We walked through the crowd of mindless fanatics and finally made our way back to the shop.
“Thanks.” I said meekly.
“No” Gerard said. “Thank you.”
I blushed as we walked into the shop, still holding hands. The rest of the My Chem crew and Cadyn were sitting roaming around the shop, rummaging through old vinyls and posters.
“Hey, guys.” Gerard said. “Ready to get on the road?”
“Yeah, I guess.” Bob said.
The rest of them just nodded.
“So, where is the bus?” Cadyn asked.
“Out behind the shop.” Frank told her with a smile.
“Cool.” She said, smiling back.
“Alright, you guys.” Gerard said to the boys. “Grab a bag and load it onto the van.”
“You aren’t the boss of me!” Mikey said in a rebellious little kid voice. Everyone laughed at him and picked up a bag.
We went out the back door of the store to get to the large tour bus.
“It looks like a regular tour bus.” Cadyn said. “Nothing special?”
“Not on the outside.” Frank told her. “That would be way too obvious.”
“Oh.” She said. “Good thinking.”
I knew she was flirting with Frank. It was very obvious.
“I think your friend might be interested in mine.” Gerard whispered to me.
“I was just thinking the same thing.” I told him. “Oh s**t…”
“What?”
“I left my iPod in my car…” I sighed.
“I’ll go get it.” Gerard said as he jogged out the front door. I assumed he would have been destroyed by obsessed fan girls, but he jogged back into the shop about three minutes later.
“Thanks.” I said as he handed me my iPod. “So did you sprint or something? Because that was pretty fast considering there are fans out there.”
“I avoided them. It’s a natural talent.” He said with a smirk.
“Nice.” I said with a small smile creeping up the corners of my mouth.
Gerard looked at me and chuckled.
“What’s so funny?” I asked him.
He shook his head. “Nothing.”
“Fine…”
“So,” He started. “You want to see the inside of the bus?”
“Do I.” I said enthusiastically.
“Alright then. Come on.” Gerard said with a smile.
We climbed onto the large tour bus and saw Cadyn and Frank sitting on the couch holding a German Shepard puppy.
“Oh my gods that is the cutest dog I have ever seen!” I said loudly with a huge smile.
“You like him?” Gerard asked.
I nodded like a madwoman.
“Then he’s yours.” He told me with a smile that nearly touched his eyes.
“You’re joking…” I said frowning at him.
“No.” Frank cut in. “He’s not. I was going to adopt him, but I found a great golden retriever puppy that I like more. Not that I don’t like the German Shepard, but I would rather have the retriever now.”
“You really are serious.” I said, smiling largely.
When Gerard saw my smile, he smiled just as big as I did. “So you do like him?” He asked me.
I nodded. “I love him.”
Gerard’s smile seemed to reach his ears. “It’s nice to see you smiling like that.”
I nodded and turned toward Frank. “Thank you so much, Frank.” I walked over to him and gave him a quick hug.
“No problem, kid.” He said, smiling.
The puppy looked up at me and licked my chin. “I think he likes me.” I said, smiling.
“I think he likes you, too.” Frank said, chuckling. Glancing up at Gerard.
“I’ll be right back.” Gerard said, heading toward the front of the bus.
“You know he likes you right?” Frank said.
“The dog, yeah I know.”
“No, I’m talking about Gee.” Frank said.
“That’s not possible.” I said, blushing.
“And you like him. A lot.”
I sighed and sat down next to him. “I guess I do. But there’s no way he could like me back.”
“Sure there is. I know when Gerard likes someone, and he definitely likes you.” Frank said.
“I don’t know if I believe you.”
“I’ll ask him, then.”
“No you won’t.” I said.
“Wanna bet.” He said, smiling an evil grin.
“Come on, Lune.” Cadyn said. “You know you like him. And he obviously likes you.”
“Whatever, can we drop it? He’s coming back.” I said.
“So, we’re going to be leaving in ten minutes you guys.” Gerard said when he came back.
I felt a sudden wave of sickness rush over me. “Where’s the bathroom?” I asked, holding everything back as long as I could.
“Follow me.” Gerard said quickly, leading me to the back of the bus.
Gerard held my hair back as I heaved over the toilet. Once I was over my spell, I just sat on the floor, letting my hair drape over my face.
“Sorry you had to see that…” I said quietly. I couldn’t hold the tears back anymore so they started coming in a light flow down my face.
“Hey…” Gerard said, pushing my hair out of my face. “You’re okay.”
I leaned away from his hand and let my hair fall back.
He quickly and gently pulled me into a loving hug. The tears started coming faster and I tried not to sob so loudly. Gerard brushed his hand through my hair and held me tight.
“Do you want to go back to my bunk and talk about it?” He asked me.
I nodded into his shoulder before he helped me up of the small bathroom floor. We went back to the bunks and he helped me up into his bed.
“Why don’t you go ahead and change into some pajamas?” He said, handing me one of my duffle bags.
I nodded and closed the large bunk’s curtain. I dug through my bag for something comfortable to wear. I found a loose pair of black and grey plaid pants and a tight black tank top. I quickly changed my clothes. “Okay, I’m done.”
“Good, because I’m ******** tired of standing here.” Gerard said, jokingly. He had already changed into his pajamas, just a pair of loose black pants. –He climbed up into the bunk and sat down at the foot of the bed. “So-“
“Where do you want to start?” I asked quietly.
“Why do you hate living here so much?” He asked.
“I hate living in small towns…everybody is in everyone else’s business…” I said.
“Okay…Well then, why did you get sick when I said it was almost time to leave?”
~there you go, it's not good because its just dialogue piled up, but i like writing it, it makes my day a little enjoyable.~
-iUnlucky XIII
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