Mountain Dew Icees and MCR
A Gerard Way Fanfic
By El Brachman
TO THE END
Wren and Gerard walked back from the local Speedway with their mountain dew icees in hand. They did this quite often and as such, it was usually a simple minded task for them before, but now, with the prospect of them having to leave that evening, the walk back home loomed over their heads. They both knew that as their walk drew to a close, so would their time together and the era of Gerard Arthur Way and Anaka Wren Kobick would end. While the thoughts that swirled around in their heads could have filled a whole football field in a layer two feet thick, the atmosphere around them was quiet, as if everything in usually-bustling Belleville was acknowledging that the two friends and part-time lovers would have to separate. The silence was only amplified by the tension that could have been cut with Gerard's slurpee straw as he sipped lazily on his icee.
The unlikely pair continued on down the sidewalk with Gerard's arm around her shoulder. The couple walked past Belleville High- their high school. Or rather, their former high school, as school had gotten out two months previous as Gerard and Anaka completed their senior year. Birds flew back to their nests at the first sigh of receding light as the sun cowered behind the horizon and they walked past the park where so many summer nights had been spent camping out and gazing at the stars.
The mere thought that tonight was the last night they would get to be together made Wren cringe. Tonight, Gerard was leaving for the School of Visual Arts in New York and, while not incredibly far from New Jersey, Wren had been accepted into the American Art Academy in Chicago, adding to most of the distance that would keep them apart. A mere thousand miles would separate the best friends and lovers, and Wren knew that in the process, he would crush her heart into a thousand pieces as he drove away. The thought covered her in a despair she had never known before as she walked up her driveway. Less that fifteen steps until her porch, where she and Gerard would part ways.
Gerard had planned on leaving that evening, expecting to arrive at SVA before midnight, to stay the night there and unpack in the morning, but standing on Wren's front porch with her, getting ready to say their goodbyes, gave him a lump in his throat and a pit in his stomach. He loved Wren with his whole heart, and even though they were not actually a couple, Gerard loved her so unfathomably much. She was his best friend since forever, and all of that would be gone in less than twelve hours, because they hadn't been accepted to the same college. God, he loved her so much, and his heart crumbled at the thought of having to lose her.
As if sensing his new sense of depression, Wren instinctively laced her fingers through his. It seemed as though he understood exactly the pain that she felt, but this was mostly because Gerard's heart mirrored Wren's and he was in just as much, if not more pain, than she. As they trudged up the driveway and onto Wren's front porch, the warm summer breeze tickled Gerard's face and blew his too-long bangs into his eyes. Wren chuckled to herself because whenever that happened, she had the excuse to lean in close and tuck them back behind his ear. She rested her hands in the crook of his neck and just took in his beauty. He was so gorgeous, with his dark brown hair and eyes like sunshine through a glass of whiskey. But, of course, it was his kind personality that Wren loved the best.
Gerard leaned forward and rested his forehead on hers, leaving barely a few inches between their faces. He whispered, "I am going to miss it... when you you do that...". His voice, wet with the tears that he held back, showed his matching depression, despite the smile on his face. His eyes searched hers and Wren looked down, suddenly finding that her gray and green flecked eyes were filling with tears. And although Gerard couldn't help but love her eyes, he hated to see her cry, and so he pulled her into a hug, and let her arms curl around his neck. He hugged her tightly to his chest, to which she responded by burying her head into his neck.
Comforting as it was, Wren could already feel the affects of the heartbreak. And though he could not feel her sobs, Gerard knew. His shirt collar grew wet and a tear slid down his shoulder blade, sending a chill up his spine. The hairs on his neck stood. Gerard wished they could stay like that forever, but the sunlight was fading and he had to get going if he wanted to get to school before midnight. "Wren..." he choked out the melancholy sweetness of her name and his mouth immediately filled with the bittersweet taste of love about to be lost.
"Wren..." the words flowed more easily this time, but still they caught in his throat, perhaps it was the catching feeling, indicating that he was about to cry. He gently used his forefinger and middle finger to push his chin up, to look her in the eyes. "Ana...I need to go..." But he suddenly found his eyes filling with tears and unable to push her away.
"Gee, I-" her tears streamed openly down her face now. Gerard knew he couldn't leave her now. Not like this. She buried her face in his chest and hugged him tightly around his waist. She said it very quietly, and a bit muffled as she said it into his shirt, but he nearly broke down when he heard her say, "Gee, please... don't leave me..." He checked his watch. It was already late and the sun was about to set. "Just stay one last night with me?" Her eyes turned up and looked into his, and searching his face pleadingly. He found that he couldn't say no to her and was soon enough walking into the brick house.
Wren awoke the next morning nuzzled into Gerard's side, with his arm around her protectively. She was woken up by a gentle squeeze of Gerard's arm and upon inspecting her alarm clock, saw that it was only 5:13. With a slight groan, Gerard pulled his arm out from underneath her. "You're leaving already?" She questioned drowsily.
"No, of course not, Wren." He was the only person who got to call her Wren. To everyone else, she was Ana or just Anaka. He was the only person she allowed to call her by her middle name, mainly because she was the only person who got to call him Gee. Gerard continued lazily, "I just have something- I was gonna give it to you last night, but..." his voice trailed off again and he yawned, trying to fight back his grogginess. He fumbled for something in his jeans pocket and withdrew a small blue box- her favourite colour. Wren sat up to focus more clearly as he said, "I just wanted to give you something to remind you of me," as he handed the small box to Wren.
She removed the top and shook her head in disbelief. There on the soft cotton lining of the box, rested a small, silver-heart locket with flowers engraved on the front. Upon opening it, she saw a small picture of the two of them together on the right, and engraved on the back was To The End~ Love, Gee. She was so stricken by this gift that she started to cry again.
'To the end.' It was their way of making promises to each other. Never a simple 'I promise,' or a basic pinky swear, but always, 'to the end.' She clutched the necklace in her hands and let a tear run down her face at the thought, which was quickly wiped away by Gerard's sleeve. He took the locket back from her and fiddled with the clasp. Hands trembling just a bit, he wrapped the chain around her neck so that the locket rested just over her heart. "Gee- I love it!" She exclaimed and threw her arms around his neck. Pulling back a bit, she yawned and Gerard laughed a bit at her sleepiness.
"Why don't you go back to sleep, hmm?" He suggested. She yawned in agreement and eased herself back onto the bed as Gerard busied himself putting on his denim jeans over his shorts.
"You're not leaving, are you?" She asked tiredly, remembering just how early it actually was.
"Of course not," he said with a smile playing on his lips. "I'll be right here," and he resumed his spot on the bed.
"To the end?" Wren cuddled into his side once more and he gathered her back up in his arms.
"To the end." Gerard concluded, kissing her on her temple gently. She fell back asleep quickly, and didn't realize ten minutes later when there was a shift in pressure on the bed. When she woke up an hour later from lack of heat, she looked around frantically for her best friend, noticing that his things were gone and his spot beside her vas vacated. A frightened look outside her window for his-missing- car, confirmed her biggest fear, and she saw that he had left her. And that was when she realized that was the first lie Gerard had ever told her. Gripping her heart tightly, she thought she was going to explode and her heart would blow to smithereens and she erupted into tears. She crumpled to the floor and sobbed tears of anger and sadness that all flowed out at once. In the midst of her emotional breakdown, her hand touched the small silver locket, and she reread on the back: To The End.
Author's Note: Hey, Noots. Sorry if this chapter is super short, but it's really more of a prologue. If you have any questions, or if I made a spelling error, message me and I'll respond/fix it, or I'll include an answer in an Author's Note. Also, apologies if this is not too great, because this is the first chapter of my first story. More material to come, duders!