"It wasn't me, I swear!" Andy yelled after I pinned him down. He was the only one to blame..
Well at least I thought so at the time.
Marisa pulled me off and I was no match for her strength.
"Hey calm your shit."
"HOW DARE YOU TELL ME THAT!!!!!!" I slapped her and immediately regretted it after.
"I'm sorry."
Andy stood up and brushed his shoulder while I weeped into Marisa's shoulder.
"No, it's cool."
"You're crazy," Andy said.
"And you!" Marisa pointed an accusing finger at Andy, "what kind of cruel prank is this, Asshole?"
"I didn't do anything, okay??" Andy left and I heard him mumble something about a pretty Ashley and a Ronnie Radkins? I have no idea. I looked at the letter.
Dearest Philippa.
I am so very sorry this day ever had to come because if you're reading this I am dead! Sorry, you deserve much more. And take it easy on everyone and get your job back and listen to better songs. I miss you so much and the thought of leaving you makes me cry. I want a smile to forever be on your face. I cannot believe that I might cause you so much pain.
Love,
Gee
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Letters from the Grave Stone
Fanfiction"I loved Gerard Way before anybody else did, including himself." Gerard Way fanfic so uh yeah.. read it.
