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Gerard May 15th 1995:
"Gerard, your grades have taken a huge dive in the past few weeks. You went from a high B to a D. Is everything alright dear?" I nodded, trying to patronize my teacher.
"Yeah, I'm alright, just ready for school to be over."
"Well, okay, but remember if you need to, you an talk to me9." I faked a smile.
"I'm okay, but thank you Mrs. Jones."
This was just another of the teacher speeches I've been receiving ever since Sam left. I don't care about high school anymore, exams end next week and I'm already in Art School. I just wish it'd end, then people would stop harassing me.
Obviously, word that Sam is pregnant spread around school, but the addition of her leaving left an even bigger window for people to talk about us.
I walked down the hall towards the Art wing when I passed a group of giggling girls.
"Where's your whore now Gerid!" one of them called. I spun on my heels.
"If your going to insult me and the woman I love, at least know how to pronounce my name." I then turned to go upstairs to class, but took a left turn out the main entrance instead.
"Hi, how can I help you?" a woman sitting behind the desk said sluggishly.
"I'm here to see Dr. Bernard. My name's Gerard Way." She didn't take her gaze off the computer screen.
"Alright, sign in and head back. To the left, room 154B."
I followed her directions and found a young woman sitting sideways in a recliner, filling in what looked like a crossword.
"Hello? Is the Therapist going to be back soon, I need to talk to her." She jumped up in excitement.
"Oh, Hi! I'm Dr. Bernard. New therapist. Sorry, I don't see many patients." We shook hands.
"I'm Gerard Way. Sorry to scare you. I just didn't expect you to be the therapist." She shut the door and walked back to the recliner, sitting in it properly now.
"No, it's alright. I'm fresh out of med school so it happens a lot." She pulled her red, bobbed hair in a short ponytail.
"So, Gerard, tell me what's up."
"Well, it started when I was a little kid, I had one really close friend, Sam Whitley, who moved after only a year and a half of me knowing her. Then she moved back here in late January. We were good friends again, but I kinda found myself crushing on her. Then she began dating … this guy, who drugged and raped her."
"Damn." Her mouth opened awkwardly. "Um, I mean...sorry. That must have been difficult to go through." Wow, great advise.
"Yeah, it tore me apart. But she did break off the relationship with him and then we started dating. We made it open and obvious that we love each other and on my birthday, she proved it."
"You had sex?" She interrupted, but used a tone with more factually than curious. I nodded, embarrassed. "Then what happened emotionally to your relationship?"
"We were fine for about two weeks, then Sam was just distant. She wasn't at school as much and usually claimed to be sick. She didn't even answer my calls. On her birthday near the end of April, I decided to go over to her house to surprise her, but.." Tears welled in my eyes remembering. "She was gone. Her dad said she went back to Virginia to live with her mom. That it was my fault she left.. I went home and cried for hours. Just, the feeling of dead nothing inside. Mikey, my younger brother, came in to talk to me and informed me that Sam is pregnant. Only the kid was from when she was raped."
The therapist's eyes got wide. "Holy shit."
Gerard (Narrate) :
Dr. Bernard prescribed me severe antidepressants and they helped for the mot parts. Numbing away what Sam and split in two. I began Art School in New York that fall. I'd made some friends there and was, for the most part, happy. One day, about two years later when I came home from class, Mikey was picking through the mail and handed me a sealed envelope.
Gerard (October 7th 1997):
"Here, this has your name on it." Mikey tossed a white envelope across the seat cushions of the couch. I gaped at the address and the sender. It was from Sam, clear as day.
Samantha Whitley.
New York City, New York.
She's in the city?
I nearly hit Mikey in the face trying to pry the glue apart. I quickly read the scrawled hand writing, then again slower.
"Gerard, Please know that I never wanted to leave you. I love you. But this is your dream. To draw and write. I couldn't let you give all that up for a baby. I'll be in contact every few months...so let me know when your life's in order. And don't tell me it is now. Babe, I know it isn't. You're still in school, and Mikey's not even out of high school. Honey, I love you, go finish school, get an amazingly fun job as a cartoonist, make a fun life for yourself. Hopefully we'll get to see you in the next few years."
By the time I'd finished reading the note over again, Mikey'd left the room. I quickly grabbed my coat and headed back to my car where I drove swiftly into the city.
When I had reached the address on the envelope, I quickly became annoyed with a small moving truck blocking the curb spots. Thankfully, it didn't take long to move.
I ran up the stairs and had finally reached Sam's door. I knocked and waited a moment, adrenaline
pumping through my body.
After a minute or so, I hadn't been invited in, so I knocked again. Still waiting, a man from the next apartment walked by me.
"Won't do you any good knocking boy." He was easily older than my dad, but had a sort of stern kindness to him.
"Why's that?"
"Oh, Miss Whitley and her daughter just finished packing everything up about 15 minutes ago. Could've sworn I heard the truck leave already. Sorry young man."
Regret pulsated through my brain, causing my stomach to churn. She was right there. She was so close. I was annoyed with her shitty exiting skills. Bored with waiting on the nobody in the truck that was actually the love of my life.
I had just let her slip through my hands again.
Hope you all loved it. Okay, so I have an idea for how the story goes. So obviously the first ten chapters will be in Gerard's POV. Btut I was thinking that the next ten be in Sam's POV. Just how she sees things after she leaves Gerard. Give me your thoughts my lovely readers. PLEASE?
