Juliette Blanche meets Gerard Way outside of a Church and the Churches cemetery. Noelle Stiner is Juliettes best friend who's an innocent religions girl and her fate is in the hands of Jules, will she finally met her idol? What does the afterlife h...
I sat next to Gerard in his study. I watched him draw and write peacefully. He had so much passion for it, you could tell. He keeps making glances at me, "Are you drawing me?" I place my head on his shoulder.
"Maybe," He shows me what he was drawing and it was beautiful. "Gerard oh my god! I love it!" He drew me in my wedding dress. "I also created one of both of us." (Which would be the Revenge album cover)
"What else are you working on?" I ask. "Well, I'm working on a story about a post apocalyptic world where people fight against an evil corporation. I also wrote us into it, where we fall in love and end up together forever, again." Gerard kisses me. I always enjoyed listening to Gerard talk about what he was writing.
Him and the guys were talking about starting a band. I always encouraged them to start it and start playing but they were scared of not making it. "We have a gig coming up, at a small place downtown."
"Gee that's amazing! Finally!! Do you know what songs you're playing?" He pulls out a little notebook full of song lyrics and concepts. "Yeah, We're coming out with Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge. I can't wait for you to hear it."
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It was the night of the show and I wanted to dress up just for Gerard.
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Everyone was in the car already waiting up for me. "Hot damn!" Gerard whistles out of the window. I blush and hide my face out of embarrassment.
We get to the gig and I'm standing at the side of stage watching them perform their heart out. It was fascinating to see. At the end of the show Gerard makes a speech, "We dedicate this album to my grandmother, my wonderful wife, the outcast, the fucking losers, the criminals, whatever the fuck you are! You can pick up the album at the front and we are MY! CHEMICAL! ROMANCE!" The lights shut out and they rush off stage. Gerard sweeps me up into his arms kissing me.
"You did so good!!" I give them all a hug and hand out water. We hang out backstage and order some food. As we're sitting there I random dude comes walking up.
"Hey guys! Loved your performance out there! Nice to meet you, I'm Robert. I work for Reprise Records." The guys look at each other and Gerard stands up immediately to greet him. "Hey! I'm Gerard, Gerard Way. Come sit!" He guides him to sit with us and he does.
They talk about signing to a label and a bunch of music things I don't understand. By the end of the night I saw the guys signing a contract. I felt my heart sink, what does this mean for me? What does this mean for our relationship?
I can't help but feel sad inside. The rest of the night I was supposed to have fun but I was sad. Unsure. Scared. I was quite distant from everyone that night, I took frequent smoke breaks which I don't really do like that.
As the night calms down Gerard pulls me aside. "Can we talk for a moment? You seem off."
I feel guilt cover my body like a blanket. "Don't worry about it! Just have fun!" I smile weakly but I could feel tears form in my eyes. "Jules, clearly something is wrong. Tell me." He sounded agitated with me. I start crying into my hands, "The record deal...what if it pulls us apart? I'm scared Gerard, scared!"
"I knew this would happen. Jules, nothing is going to happen to us. Everything will be the same. You. Are. My. Wife. Okay?" He grabs my face to force me to look in his eyes. Frank hears the commotion and comes to see if everything is okay. "Yooo, what's goin on over here?" he asks. Frank throws his arms around us both.
Gerard explains to Frank what happens. "Jules aweee, we could never abandon you! You're one of us!" He brings me in for a hug and I will say it did make me feel a bit better. "Now come on, let's drink! It's time for celebration." He pulls our hands back to the group and start handing me beers.
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I wake up stiff. Where the fuck am I? I rub my eyes to see everyone passed out except Gee. I don't see him anywhere.
I grab a camouflage jacket off the couch which I assumed was Ray's because it was next to him. I head out the back to go smoke and get some sun on my pale ass skin. I walk out to see Gerard sitting there smoking.
I sit next to him and put my head on his shoulder. "I'm sorry for overreacting last night. I let my emotions get to me. I'm proud of you." I take his hand and just hold it in mine. He's silent. "Gerard?" I whisper.
"I forgive you, sugar. You'll never be able to get rid of me." I was confused by the last line but I go along with it. Imma let him be his lil poetic self. "I hope I can be with you even in the afterlife. Maybe we can pretend to leave, then meet again." I smile and let out a lil laugh. I can hear him do the same.
"So, what's to come after this? Tour? More press? Working on more music?" I fix his hair. "No clue sugar. I assume more work. Working to build a fanbase. And you'll be here by my side for every single step."
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We hope in our new van given to us by Reprise Records. Gerard and I sit in bed and I put on my sunglasses. The hangover was crazy.
We drive home and stumble inside. God I feel disgusting. I can't believe I slept on that disgusting backstage floor, god knows what was there.
After everyone gets showered and do their own separate things. I sit bored in my bed so I decide to go bother Frank. I wanna talk about what happened that night, I haven't been able to stop thinking about it.
I knew Gerard was in his study working on whatever he was doing.
I sneak into their backdoor and quietly shimmy my way into Franks room. He was at his desk, drawing. I stand over him to watch. He was humming a tune and writing down lyrics I assume. He kept shuffling between that paper and another. I take a closer look, it was me.
I grab the paper and look at it. "JESUS FUCK JULES!" He says screaming. He tries grabbing the paper back. "GIVE IT BACK MOTHERFUCKER!" He yells fighting me for it. Short stuff finally manages to take it back from me. "Could I see what you're writing?" I ask with puppy eyes. He looks at me for a moment, "Fuck no. Why do you care?" He replies coldly.
"Because I think you're talented and simply want to see. But, I also came here to speak about, that night." I hear him sigh and turn towards me. "Okay fine, what about it?"
"Your feelings are valid and I appreciate you telling me how you felt. Obviously I'm married, so you know...it would be weird of me to pursue any relationship with you. I hope you're able to accept that we can just be friends." I smile and pat his back lovingly. He nods and stands up for a hug. "I crossed a boundary Jules, I apologize." He says wiping his tears.
I feel bad and give a kiss to the cheek. Gerard never had an issue with me giving light pecks to the cheek, they did it with each other anyway. It never came off as weird or uncomfortable. It was like kissing family essentially.
