Helena: A Gerard Way Fanfic

He'll Come Back Mommy Chapter Twelve

Helena's POV~A year later~

Overtime, Gerard and Mikey slowly became themselves again. Mikey had proposed to Alicia and they had gotten married before a show. Lindsey and Frank had their first children. Two twins, Cherry and Lily. They had also gotten engaged. Christa and Ray married also. So they all had gotten married and such. Bandit was a little over a year old and she was walking and talking already and running around the house. Gerard and I, were doing super well also. Little did he know, I had gotten pregnant. Again. Gerard has been very sensitive over the days since his mother passed and he isn't really ready to hear I was a month pregnant.

Little did I know.....

This caused a huge fight.

Today I had gotten home from work when Gerard was sitting on the couch's arm with a letter in his hand. He stared at me as he ran a hand through his newly dyed fire truck red hair. "Hey Sweetheart!" He chirped. But I knew I was in deep shit. I surprised he hadn't noticed the baggy clothes I had started to wear. I put the keys down and my bag on the chair. "Hi Honey!" I replied carefully. I walked over to him and kissed his lips. "Where's uh where's Bandit?" "Oh Bandit is taking her nap." "At six at night?" He nods. I looked around and looked back into his hazel eyes.

"What's that?" I asked pointing to the note. He looked down and chuckled. "This thing? Just a letter from the hospital saying when your next ultrasound is gonna be!" He said crossing a leg. I laughed nervously, "Whaaaaaaaaat?! I don't.....I have no idea what that is supposed to mean. Wrong house?" I asked shrugging. He shook his head, "Nah, it does say Helena Way." I fiddled with my jacket. "Take off your jacket." He commanded. "Why?" "Because, it's warm in here." I shook my head and he got up.

"Fine, I'll help you." He took off my jacket and his eyes trailed down to my small tiny bump. "Huh, explain." "Um.......I'm pregnant?" "Since when??!" "A month ago." "Why haven't you told me?!!!" "Because, I would have figured you were too sensitive to know." "SO YOU KEPT THE FACT I'M A FATHER A SECRET FROM ME!!!!!!!!!?" I looked down and nodded. "I KNEW YOU WERE GONNA REACT LIKE THIS!" I screamed back. "I WOULDN'T HAVE IF YOU TOLD ME WHEN YOU FOUND OUT!!!!!!!!!!!" He yelled.

We bickered back and forth for a long time. When Gerard raised his hand. I winced and heard a small, "Daddy?" He looked down next to me to see Bandit close by me. He put his hand down and said, "Yes B?" "What were you doing?" "Nothing." He said. He looked at me and just shook his head glaring. He grabbed his leather jacket and tied on his shoes. "Where are you going?!" I asked. "To Frank and Lindsey's where they tell the truth!!!" he shouted slamming the door. I sighed and then burst into sobs. I sat on the couch with my head in my palms. I felt little arms wrap around me and one stroke my hair.

"He'll come back Mommy." I looked at her and just kissed her cheek. Nighttime fell and I bathed Bandit and sung her to sleep since Gerard wasn't here to. I went back downstairs and into the garage. I knew where he hid them. I climbed the bar and picked up the box and climbed back down. I opened it and all of my razors laid there. There was a lot. I picked one that wasn't blood stained and held it above my skin with a shaky hand. I looked out the window to Frank and Linds' house and a tear rolled down my cheek as I saw firetruck red hair moving.

I decided to just make this fast so I started to re-cut the old white pale scars. Blood trickled down my arm and onto the floor. I cried and whispered,

"He's not coming back."

Gerard's POV

I knew it was Bandit's bedtime. I was supposed to sing her to sleep. "Do you finally want to tell me what's wrong and what caused the fight?" Frank asked with Lindsey next to him. They had just put their daughters to sleep. Something I couldn't do. I nodded and they sat across from me. "She's pregnant." I whispered. "So?! That's a good thing!!!" "She didn't tell me until a month later." Their faces fell, "Oh." They spent the rest of the night comforting me and we talked.

~A Week Later~

"Gee?" I looked up and saw Frank standing in the doorway of the guest room. "Go see her. She's a mess Gerard. She's back to cutting She just spends the days in the house with Bandit and when she goes to bed it all starts. She's so pale. And just a mess. She hasn't been eating. Please Gerard, she needs you. She's hurting the baby." Frank begged. I caused this and I couldn't have felt anymore worse. I nodded trying not to cry and showered and dressed. "Her hair is white. She hasn't dyed it yet." Lindsey said feeding Lily and Cherry.

I was the one who dyes her hair. I took the house key and walked across the street. I unlocked it and walked in. The house was clean. And it was dead silent. I knew, I just could feel Bandit wasn't here. I walked up the stairs and poked my head through each room where I found Helena painting. She was skinnier. But the baby bump had grown a bit. Her clothes fit loose and she was ghostly pale. Her hair was the bleached color and messy. She had dark circles around her eyes and I could tell she had washed her face. Mascara was still running down her face. I looked to her arms and saw the red lines.

She stepped back and studied her painting. It was of a man with red hair just like mine and as long as mine. She painted me. And a girl on her knees with pale skin, sunken eyes, mascara running down her face and bleached hair. Her. She had her hands clasped together. She was begging. A bubble said, "Please do it!" I looked to me and I was holding a gun to her head with tears in my eyes. On the bottom in cursive it said, "Your eyes vacant and stained." That was me about to kill my wife.

I wiped my tears and Helena looked at me. She looked very surprised. I just stood there wiping my eyes and she just watched me. That's when she flung herself towards me and threw herself into my arms. I caught her and hugged her tightly. She hung onto me for dear life and sobbed into me. "Please don't leave me ever again!" She pleaded. "I won't I promise." I say running a hand through her hair. I pulled away and looked down at her. I took her arm and looked over her new cuts. I kissed each and every one of them and hugged her again. I planted a kiss on her soft yet slightly chapped lips.

Sure enough, the spark was still there.

I picked her up and undressed her taking her to the bathroom. I put her in a warm bath and scrubbed her roughly getting the dried blood off of her body. I took her out and put on her short shorts, her favorite bra and underwear. A black tank top and one of my hoodies she adored. Because it always smelled like cigarettes, spearmint, and coffee with cologne. I put in all of her piercings and made her heart shaped pancakes. She ate them all and I picked her up and put a towel around her.

I smirked as I picked up leftover red dye from when I dyed my hair and did not sit her in front of a mirror. I put the dye in and started to do each strand. Finally, I wet it and washed it and then let it dry before showing her. "It matches yours!!" She exclaimed. "I know!" She hugged me and kissed me. Before I knew it, we were undressing onto the bed.