Life on the Murder Scene || Gerard Way Horror Romance

41: Alternate Ending 2

Juliette's POV:

I woke up dazed and confused. My head was spinning like crazy. I was freezing cold like I was locked away in a freezer for what felt like forever.

I laid in a hospital bed, machines beeping, wires and tubes all over me. I try and press a button for a nurses help.

A nurse walks in frantically, "You're finally awake Juliette. You were in a coma." A coma? What? Where's Gerard? Frank? Mikey? Ray? Noelle? Where are they?

"Where's Gerard??" I ask worried, what if they don't know what happened to me? Are they also hurt? The nurse looks at me confused, "I asked, where is Gerard?"

"Who's Gerard? Is it family?" She asks as soft as possible. "My husband. Gerard. Gerard Way." She shakes her head no, "You don't have a husband Juliette. Do you know where you are?" I didn't know where I was. All I know was that I was somewhere unfamiliar and wrong. Am I even in Jersey?

"You're in Jersey, in the psychiatric hospital. You've been in here for a year." What? No. I was in a house with Gerard and everyone and I killed people. I killed people. Now I'm here? Did I pass out?

"How did I get here?" I need answers immediately. "I'll let the doctor speak to you in a minute." The nurse leaves the room and I try peeking out the window from my hospital bed. It looked like Jersey to me.

I see the doctor walk in, "Where the fuck am I? What happened to me?!"

"You're okay. Due to some head trauma you had to be put in a coma for several months. You're in the psychiatric hospital, you tried to kill yourself and friends said you were having some severe hallucinations due to your medication. So after you attempted they wanted you to come here where you are safe." He smiles wide like none of it phased him to say that. It was normal to him.

Was it all just some dream?

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Juliette's POV:

After a while of getting myself stable and back to normal I sat in my room with my knees to my chest. I cried into them, I can't believe it was all just some dream. It couldn't have been right? It couldn't have been.

I call a nurse to my room to ask if I could speak to my therapist. They take me to her and I sit in the cold chair with an empty stare. "Hi there Jules," Jules. Just like what Gerard and all them called me. "What did you wanna talk about? Nurse said it was urgent."

"Do I have a husband? Gerard? Does it ring a bell? Please tell me it does." I plead and beg for an answer. I pray he's at least real.

"I'm glad you remembered him. Yes he is real but you guys are not married. Why are you asking? Would you like to see him soon?" I sigh with relief. It was good to see that he was real. It was comforting to know that even when I was in a coma he was still there for me.

My therapist called Gerard and he made his way down as quickly as he possibly could.
"Jules!" He was so excited to see me. "Gee!" I embraced him as tightly as possible. His smell. Coffee and cigarettes. Oh god how i've missed his smell.

He brought me in for a kiss. His soft lips i've missed terribly bad. We sat down in front of my therapist, "When can I bring her home?" He grabs my hand squeezing it hard.

"You're allowed to check her out but it would probably take a day or two for documents and such to process before she can leave." We decided that's exactly what we're going to do.

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Juliette's POV:

I sat in the waiting room, I guess wearing the clothes I went in with. Black ripped jeans with a blue flannel. My hair was in braids from being in the hospital bed so long. My leg shook anxiously.

The door opens and a nurse tells me Gerard is here to pick me up. I hop up and basically run my way towards him down the white, cold, tight hallways.

I make eye contact with him as I get closer to him. He opens his arms wide for me, I hold on not wanting to let go. I'm finally safe. I am safe.

I stare at him taking in his face, his hair had gotten long, he didn't have the scars, he seemed well taken care of. His features soft and gentle just like I remember from both real life and my "dreams".

We get in the car as we're driving my eyes take in everything around me. "I'm gonna sound stupid but is Frank real? Mikey? Ray?" Gerard let's out a chuckle placing a hand on my thigh. "No they're not." What?

"What? No you're kidding? right?" I start to panic. "Sugar, calm down. I was joking, yes they're real. They're all very excited to see you."  I sit back in my seat, not a very funny joke. "Are we married?"

"No. But I wouldn't mind that." Gerard smiles pulling into a familiar driveway. It was the guys old house. The one I would go visit occasionally, it wasn't my dingy apartment. But it also wasn't OUR home. The one we bought.

"Did I ever have an apartment?" I ask. "Yes but you had one in New York not Jersey. You met me then moved in rather quickly because you were looking for a place here anyway." Oh. Ok. So I did, but it wasn't the one I thought.

I walk into the house to see the guys standing there excited to see me. They had balloons, flowers, cake, and gifts for me waiting.

Frank brings me in for a hug. It's kinda hard to look at him considering the shit we had done in my "dream". "Jules I'm so happy to see you, you lil rat." He laughs ruffling my hair.

Mikey was next to say his Hi's. "I've missed my sister in law. It hasn't been the same without you here!" He holds my hands and places a kiss on my cheek. He always so sweet, a truly good kid.

Ray pulled me in for a huge bear hug and lifted me off the ground. "Jules!!! I can't wait for you to open the gifts we got you. The house has been too quiet without you." It made me so happy to know how excited everyone was to see  me.

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Juliette's POV:

It was late at night now, I laid in Gerard's arms. I couldn't sleep, how can I sleep? My nerves were all over the place.

I don't think Gerard was asleep so I ask, "Gee?" He moves under me, "Yes sugar?" Gees voice was coarse. "Do I know anyone named Noelle?" He furrows his brows, "No? Who's that?" Thank god.

"The girl from my dream. I killed her. We killed her." I sit up running my hands through my hair. "Do you wanna tell me about the dream? Would that help? Maybe it'll help you regain a few memories."

I sit and explain the dream in extensive detail. I somehow remember every last thing which was odd considering it was supposed to be a dream.

Gerard was in shock and didn't know what to say. He was surprised I even remembered anything.

It felt good to let everything out, he was the only one I could trust.

"I love you, Gerard."

"I love you, Jules."