Like Flower Petals (Gerard Way FanFiction)

Aster

I walked into the doctors office, my hands shaking. I can't remember ever being as nervous as I was now.

The office itself was full of expecting women being soothed by their husbands or boyfriends. The walls were a comforting mint green, the floor soft carpet. It was beautiful, carefully designed, a place full of life, and I didn't belong.

I took my seat and waited as women all around me, who were much more pregnant than me, got called into various rooms by various doctors. I continued to patiently sit, anxiously wondering if Gerard would even show up.

"Reeds, Kendra?" I heard my name, and jolted upright. A nurse, who looked only a few years older then myself, smiled and gestured for me to follow her. I hesitated, hoping that Gerard would just bound through the door, apologizing, hugging me, but nothing happened.

"Miss. Reeds?" The nurse called again, concern in her voice. I sighed, and followed her, how could I ever believe things would work out? Gerard and I, we weren't even in a relationship.

The nurse turned a corner, and guided me into a small room. It was a light shade of indigo and smelt of flowers. She smiled and told me to rest on the bed. I did so, my nervousness escalating dramatically.

"Alrighty, can you please roll up your shirt so we can take a closer look at that baby of yours?" She sounded giddy, elated. I could hate her for it, I could despise her for it, but I was too tired. I was tired of staying up late, waiting for a realization, the perfect resolution. I rolled my shirt up wordlessly,  a blank expression on my face.

"Okay, now this may be a tad cold," she spoke as she applied a liquid onto my stomach. She then began to search for the baby, squinting at the computer. A few silent minutes later, she grinned. "There they are!" She pointed to a small, bean shaped figure on her screen. "Congratulations, they look healthy, strong heartbeat. She clicked a button at the bottom of the screen, a machine in the back spurring to life. She walked over to it as the machine began to produce a picture. She handed it to me, as she cleaned the gel off of my stomach.

"They look adorable!" She exclaimed as she wiped the last of the substance off of my stomach. I nodded, placing the photo face down on my lap as I rolled down my shirt. I quietly thanked her, and stood up, leaving the indigo room. I could feel tears streaming onto my cheeks, as I stuffed the picture into my pants pocket. I slowly walk down the hall, nearing the lobby.

"Sir please! Calm down! We are not able to give any information about our patients to outsiders!" I heard a woman shout from the front desk.

"BUT I'M HERRR FRIEEENDD!" I heard a man's voice as he slurred over his words. He was obviously drunk whoever he was.

As I tentatively approached the lobby, I saw Gerard as he screamed at the poor woman. He was drunk, his clothes and face crumpled.

"Gerard?" I asked quietly, and he turned to see me. I felt a wave of sadness overcoming me, and tears rushed down my face silently.

"KENNY!!"