Hey my unicorn buddies! I know, I know, this took forever to update. Fucking shoot me. I'm doing my best. Sorry. School and travel hockey, plus vacation away from my computer took priority. I'm back though! MCR breaking up sucks. Finding out on my birthday? Worse. I hadn't listened to them long enough to see them in concert, and I'm kicking myself for not getting in to them sooner. Here's to hoping they get back together, and Happy Birthday Gerard!
~~**Frank's point of view**~~
This deranged looking guy dropped out of the tree and, glaring at me, growled, "Making friends without me Mikes?" Mikes was so scared that he could only squeak. Bob seemed to just disappear. Lilianna seemed paralyzed, along with Ray. Andy whispered, "oh shit man" under his breath, and slipped away. The new guy didn't break eye contact as he took a threatening step forward. I was terrified of this man, but there was an air of beauty to his ghostly face and the dark circles under his eyes. All of a sudden, Lilianna appeared in between us. She slammed her hands into his perfect chest with enough force to knock him on his ass.
"What the fuck Gee? How COULD you? You think you can just fucking drop out of our lives for YEARS and then waltz back in hear and control us again? I see right through your fucking lies. I LOVED you. We all did. Are you BLIND? Do you not see how Mikes IDOLIZES you? He fucking died when you disappeared. He wouldn't leave your floor for a MONTH! He wouldn't eat or sleep, just cry. You're so SELFISH! Don't you DARE tell me 'I was just...' I don't CARE Gerard! God! I was so STUPID! To think, I DATED you. I hate you Gerard Arthur Way. Why couldn't you have died?" With that, she burst in to tears. Gerard looked stunned. A single tear trailed down his perfect nose.
"I'm sorry Lilianna." He whispered.
"You're dead to me." She spat back. Mikes walked over looking pissed off, and punched him. Gee just whimpered weakly as blood trickled from his nose. Ray put his arm around Lilianna and the three of them stalked off, leaving me standing in front of Gerard who stood there in a daze. He pulled a bottle of pills out of his pocket and lifted it to his lips. Before he could take the pills, I smacked the bottle out of his hand. He fell to the ground and began scavenging for them in the tall grass. I dragged him up to face me. Looking into his hazel eyes I saw a feral man, a man who was so lost and alone, abandoned by the only people he'd ever loved. He was clearly drunk as well.
"Who the fuck are you, and what gives you the right to get rid of my pills? I paid good money for that shit!" He snarled. He was so fucked up, and the stale alcohol on his breath pissed me off, I was so done with him.
"FUCKING KILL YOURSELF THEN! See if I care! You're so fucked up as it is; why not end it, right? WRONG! At least people care! Lilianna cared enough to get pissed off! Mikes cared enough to hit you! They CARE! They NEEDED you! What do you do? Go disappear for years and get hooked on drugs, alcohol and suicide! THAT makes SO much sense! Why? What was missing? What couldn't they provide you? They love and need you. They appreciate you and you leave them without warning? You sicken me. When you come back they're pissed off, which I don't blame them for, and you immediately need to kill yourself? What the fuck?"
"I know the lethal dose, that wasn't it." He mutters.
"Yeah, I know. Been there, done that. That was twice the lethal dose." I growl, "Now sit your ass down until you're sober enough to talk to." He opens his mouth to argue, but settles for a dirty look instead. I match the intensity, and he complies with a sigh. I stand against the tree and smoke a cigarette to calm myself.
Sorry, not the best chapter. For anyone still reading this, thank you so much. Hopefully it'll get better. Any comments and suggestions are great (Hint: Comments make me want to write. Help me out; tell me what you want to happen next. If I get a bunch, I'll let you vote on what you want.)
Song of the day…
I Don't Care, by Fall Out Boy.
It's stuck in my head, and I love it. : P