Letters from the Grave Stone

Phone calls and .. things

Philippa P.O.V

I called Gerard yesterday, he didn't answer.

I listened to one of his firt songs.

I listened to all his songs, down to his second album, his newest.

WHO THE HELL MADE HIM FEEL THIS WAY?!

I wanted to cry, he had felt pain.

It's stupid, I know, but I want him forever happy.

That's why I called him.

I'm waiting for a response.

I call him again.

"Hey, chill, he'll call."

"No, he won't, Marisa! I MADE HIM FEEL THIS WAY, I WANT THAT PAIN, I'LL TAKE IT ALL AWAY IF IT MEANS HE'LL BE OKAY, GOT THAT?! I CAN'T CHILL, I WILL NEVER, EVER CHILL!!"

"I'll get you a therapist..." she got her phone.

I didn't want a therapist unless his name was Gerard Way.

An hour later, a girl comes around.

"Hi." She said. Dressed REALLY weird... I mean... tucked in shirt that said "APPLE"

"OLIVIA!" Marisa said.

"Yeah, hi. As she said, the name is Olivia, thank you. Why did you call me again..?"

"Phil here is having man troubles."

"How so?"

"GERARD WAY WON'T CALL ME BACK!" I cried.

"I wouldn't answer a stranger's phone call either. Especially if I were famous. Listen, hon, he loves his fans.. I guess.. but not in that way.." Olivia said.

"He knows me, he wrote letters to me. He's obsessed with me!"

"I don't understand. Maybe this is all in your head." She moved her hands toward my stomach.

Grubbs immediately got up, "what are you?"

"My.. friend... Olivia..the...therapist.."" Marisa said awkwardly.

Olivia put her hands on Grubbs head, "more powerful than you, that's for certain."

"Nothing's more powerful than a magician."

"I'm an angel."

Then, boom, they started making out.

And, Frankly, I jumped when the phone rang.

Marisa beat me to it. My legs were wrapped around her waist and I was slapping her head.

"Oh, Gerard Way? This is Marisa Watson... No, Ms. Gaunt is not in at the moment."

"STOP, YOU ASSHAT, GERARD I AM HERE!!!!!! YOU HAVE THE STRENGTH OF A MAN IN HIS PRIME, WHAT THE SHIT?!"

"I'M TRYING TO GET LAID HERE, TURN IT DOWN WILL YA?" Grubbs yelled.

I screamed in frustration and I could hear Gerard laughing.

"Oh, look, she's back." Marisa whimpered after I gave a good tug at her hair."

"Hello, Gerard." I said cooly, still on Marisa's back.

"Hi, Phil, I didn't expect a phone call."

"Well, ahm, I just got your letters, you know?"

"Really? The United States Postal Service is balls, now, huh?" He sounded like he'd been crying.

"HA, YOU SAID BALLS!" Marisa giggled.

"HEY, BAAAABY, HOW THE HELL ARE YA?" I think that was Frank..

"AWESOME!" Marisa yelled into my ear.

"Look Gerard, just text me, I'LL go to you."

"SEX IS AWESOME!!!!!" Olivia yelled and my brother laughed.

"GROSS, WE SIT ON THAT COUCH!"