For the rest of my time
I stared at my masterpiece.
Then I received a call.
I wondered who it could be,
"Hello,"
"Gerard, it's Pete."
At least it wasn't Bert.
"How did you get my number??"
"I asked Pat for it."
I remember giving Patrick my number right when I met him.
I wanted him in my contacts
Since I adored his singing so much.
I hadn't talked to them in a month.
"...I'm guessing Pat got better???"
"Yeah, he's alright,"
I smiled because I heard Patrick
Yell a "Hi Gerard," in the
background.
I could hear Pete laughing.
I imagined him blushing with him.
They were still hanging out at that bar,
That we had met three months ago at.
We really should have hung out at other places.
I've isolated myself
In my house,
Since Bert ruined me that one night.
I think I'm fine
Now.
"Bert's dealt with a lot of guilt because of what happened that night, we thought he'd get over it, but he hasn't."
I almost broke out laughing,
Imaging Bert with a poor face, drinking the pain away.
But I stopped.
Gerard, that's cruel.
You don't even hate him.
But it felt nice to feel vengeful.
Is that even considered revenge?
"Can you talk to him about it? I think you're the only person that can make him feel better."
Thanks, Pete.
Thanks for putting the weight of the world on my shoulders.
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Sanity (Frerard)
Fanfiction"And what I felt was more than thumping. I felt his love for me. and I think he loves me with his soul too." .*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*. •Warning: Triggers • Drug Use • Soft Sexual Content • .*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.
