Soul Stealer (1)

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2001

December 17

"I'll be back later, ma!" Gerard called out, going out the door of his mothers home.
His mother had been staying in bed because her body ached. The only reason for that was because she has arthritis.

"Don't come home late!" she yelled as Gerard was already at the front door.

"I won't!" With that he opened the door, put on his jacket, and left, closing the front door behind him.

It wasn't snowing yet in New Jersey, thank Jesus, but it was very windy, the wind being cold as fuck.

Gerard didn't mind though, he actually liked the cold. To him, the cold numbs him, it takes away his pain he's been hiding away from his brother and mother.

He looked at the sky, walking on the sidewalk going towards a familiar place. The sky was a beautiful baby blue, mixed with a dark blue, the clouds were floating around freely, the sun hiding to not be seen...it was gorgeous.

He sighed looking back down and walked into his destination: The cemetery.

As he was in, he went to a certain grave.

"Hey, grandma .." He said, sitting next to his grandmothers gave.

"How have you been? I haven't seen you in a while..I hope your doing okay wherever you are.." And the words poured out of Gerards mouth like nothing. He cried, yelled, got frustrated, hugged his grandmothers grave multiple times, and stayed silent in the end, all because the topic always led to Lindsey.

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Hi, bastards.

Hope you all are alright.

Probably not.

But that's okay.!

Stay strong, Killjoys.

Anyfuck, I think this chapter is shorter than some...probably not, then again, (I always hold my doubts so close to my heart) I really don't know...Soo...

Yeah.!

*sigh* I hate this cycle I go through.. Honestly.

Meow.

"Its like two bitches fighting over a hairdryer."

~XoXoKittie