disenchanted || mikey way

Chapter 4: Polaroids

• Autumn's POV •

My eyes closed in on the doorknob as Gerard closed the door, leaving me in my dark abyss once again. Immediately, I drew in a deep sigh, lying back on my bed with guitar in hand. 

After a few seconds of 'relaxation' time, I got up from my bed, walking through my maze of clothes and garbage lying on the floor to place my guitar back on it's stand. 

I should probably clean this up, hm?

I flicked on the light switch, illuminating the room once again. 

Damn Autumn... get your room together.

I walked back through the 'maze', plugging my iPod in it's iHome so I could jam out to some Fall Out Boy and Paramore. 

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Of course, being the lazy person I am, I basically shove the majority of everything underneath my bed. But something in particular catches my eye. A box. A crisp and clean box. I sit down on the off-white carpet of my room, dragging the box out from under. I notice a label on the side of the box with nothing written on it. I lightly shrug my shoulders, popping off the top and a small cloud of dust follows. 

After sneezing quite a few times, my eyes gaze over the contents of the box and I find various Polaroid pictures. I take a small handful of the pictures, flipping through them to find photographs of my parents and I along with some of me and my friend group. Of which was very limited in size. 

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When going through the pictures, I just have the ultimate wish to go back to when I was a child. The time when everything wasn't so complicated and you could be as carefree as you desired.

I finally reach the last picture, the one I had totally forgotten about taking in the first place. Tears immediately gather in my eyes as I examine the photo.

Mikey was lying asleep in his hospital bed and I was by his side, holding onto his hand and figuratively crying to the point of dehydration. 

My thoughts immediately run back to when Mikey was hospitalized after overdosing and overdrinking, tears finally rolling down my cheeks. I can still remember it crystal clear, as if it had happened just one yesterday. He was put into therapy as soon as he got out of the hospital. Everyday he always complained to me about going.

• Mikey's POV •

I sit on the couch, still thinking about Jade and Autumn. Of course I'm still questioning Autumn's actions from earlier and further contemplating what might have caused them since she seemed completely fine earlier today. And that's when I hear a mix of awkward crying and small bursts of tiny giggles. 

Yep. That would be Autumn. I swear to God she's bipolar as well.

I walk back over to Autumn's door, knocking on it lightly a few times before opening it. I look down at the source of the awkward mix of emotions sitting down on the floor, only to notice that she's actually just crying. 

"Autumn..." I say in a whisper-tone and she looks up at me, tears staining her cheek.

"Y-Yeah?" She rubs her cheeks with the backs of her hands and my eyes drift to the small photograph in her hand. I make the quick assumption that the photo is the reason she's sobbing.

"Whaddya' got there?"

"Just an old picture." She waves it slightly in the air.

"Can I see it?" I reach my hand out and she hands the picture to me.

My hand immediately goes over my mouth, completely understanding why she was crying over a picture. I sit down on the ground next to Autumn, wrapping my arm around hers and gently rubbing it up and down.

"Do you wanna' talk about what happened earlier?" I can only hope that she doesn't blow up in my face once again.

"Oh, yeah, uhm. Sorry about being a bitch earlier."

I laugh a little bit in attempt to lighten up the mood, "I probably deserved it anyways."

"Eh, not necessarily." My eyebrows raise a little bit, still in attempt to figure out why she had a small temper tantrum when I got back from being out with Jade.

Everything was completely fine, she was completely fine. I left to go on my 'date' with Jade and when I come back, she's completely infuriated with me. I only mentioned Jade as 'a friend' and I don't think the guys would've said anything about Jade while I was gone.

"I'll talk to you later about it. Promise." She looks up at me, showing a half-smile. I nod my head in response.

"So do you wanna' order some Chinese for dinner?"

"Please?"

"Yep, regular?" She nods her head, indicating a yes. I kiss the top of her head before leaving her room, finding Gerard waiting for me right around the corner.

"So..."

"Shut up Gerard."

"Touchy, touchy." I roll my eyes, grabbing my phone off of the counter.

"What do you want from Lily Garden?"

"Hmm... sweet and sour?" I nod my head, dialing up the restaurant's phone number, ordering our usual.

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"Well I'm heading to sleep." Autumn announces, writing her name in sharpie on the take out box before placing it in the fridge.

"G'night." Gerard and I answered simultaneously, glaring at each other afterwards.

Autumn disappears into her room and of course, the expected happens... Gerard questions me about everything that happened when I was in Autumn's room. From "Did she tell you anything about why she was upset earlier?" to "Why was she crying again?". You name it, he asked it.

"Well... I, for one, am tired of your questions. Night Gerard." I get up from my seat, tossing my box in the garbage.

"Where are the blankets? You don't want me to die from hypothermia now, do you?"

"Dear lord, you're so dramatic about everything. They're right by the damn couch."

"Thank you dearie." He bats his eyelashes a few times, making me smile before walking away and into my room.

I apologize for the weak ending, but to be quite honest I didn't know how to end this chapter >.<

If you read 'Give 'Em Hell, Kid', the next chapter should be uploaded on Saturday and if you didn't know, 'Drugstore Perfume' has been put on hold until next week.

Honestly, just look at my profile for any updates on fanfictions and shtuff.

Have a good day you sexy motherfuckers ;D

Music: Weightless - All Time Low