•••Chapter 7 "The Only Hope For Me Is You"•••
It was a short note. Very short note indeed. So short I'm sure you wouldn't care what it says. That's why I decided not to write it here. You'll find out later....
Hahaha okay okay. The note said:
Meet me at 11:30 in the garden near the pool.
-MW
What the hell? Who is MW? Why did he or she wanted to meet me at the garden near the pool?
I had no idea about the answers to those questions, but I was gonna find out as always.
Tucking the note back inside my pocket, I fixed a little bit my hair and got on my way to the small, colourful garden the note mentioned since it was already 11:27. I had been there just once before, but never accompanied by someone.
I arrived to the pool area. It was practically empty considering it was August; plain summer, in a state located up north in the country. Welcome to Pennsylvania, folks. I slowly spun around to take in my surroundings and of course, to try to find the mysterious guy.
There was a fat guy trying to get a tan; which is almost impossible up north even though for the fact of it being summer, two kids chasing each other around under the supervision of a woman, a guy working on his laptop which was open set above his lap, a guy pacing back and forth in the garden in front of a wooden bench, an old man....wait! Did the guy pacing back and forth just waved at me? He did, indeed.
Me? I made a gesture with my finger, asking him if it was me who he wanted to talk to. His response: a nod.
I'm sure I was wearing my best confusion expression on my face while I approached slowly. As I approached, I started to discover some things. First thing, that he was wearing glasses as the woman working at the front desk had informed me. Second, he was wearing a grey beanie. Third, he was kinda tall. And fourth, that...oh my fucking God, that he was Mikey Way! Mikey Fucking Way! That explained the initials written in the note: MW.
By the time I reached him, my confusion expression was completely gone. Now, I was wearing my best excitement expression on my face. "Mikey? Mikey Way?!?!"
"That's me." he tried to grin. He didn't. Is he depressed as well? "So, you are Jade?"
"That's me." I mimicked him.
"Look, there's something we have to talk about that is really important" he seemed serious. Really?
My hands began to sweat. What does he want to talk about? Is it something bad? Does it have something to do with Gerard? Does it have something to do with yesterday's night? Does Mikey want me to stay away?
"Yeah? I'm all ears." I prepared myself for what was coming next.
We sat on a bench next to each other. "Look, I know that you and Gerard met last night. Do you know what that caused on him?"
He's asking me to answer a question? "I...umm....have no idea." I was nervous, I guess you already noticed that. I was making the huge effort for him to like me.
"Let me help you, then." Is it something good or bad? "When he returned last night, he was someone else. He was smiling. Smiling! Do you know when was the last time I saw my brother smiling?"
Whoa whoa! I wasn't expecting this. Did I create a positive impact on Gerard? I was so grateful I was not in trouble. "I noticed he doesn't smile regularly. So, you are telling me he was happy? Smiling?"
"Exactly! It's a miracle. I have been missing my brother's smile for years. He seemed a total different person last night after your meeting. He was smiling! So, you must be wondering why I'm here. It's a favour I need. Can I trust you with this?"
"Try me." was all I responded. I wanted Mikey to know I'm trustworthy and that I was up for anything.
"Alright." Determined.
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"I'm sure my brother will be very pleased to see you again. I believe you are all he talks about since yesterday."
Mikey had asked me a favour some moments ago. He asked me to stick around the band for the days possible and to make Gerard happy. He had the hope and wished I could do something to change him at least a tiny bit. I was not sure how much time I was going to be staying here in Pennsylvania, so I wanted to have some kind of fun activity to keep me entertained and away from my family, which meant away from the thought of my dead mother. Besides, to me it wasn't much of a favour, it wasn't a hard, forced work to do; it was more like a dream come true. Of course, since I'm not stupid, I agreed. Unbelievable, right?
"Please Jade! C'mon! You are my only hope, our only hope left." Mikey pleaded.
"Mikey, you don't have to ask. I'd be pleased to hang around with the band. I like you guys a lot and I'd do anything to make Gerard and everyone else happy!" As you can see, Gerard wasn't the only one with issues in the band, so I guessed I could help them all and make them smile.
"Thank you! Thank you! Thanks!" he seemed very excited, but his expression stayed the same. Mikey Poker Face.
I still couldn't believe my fate.
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A/N: Your thoughts??? What do you think will happen next?
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Fanfiction"If you love someone, and that someone is hard to reach, you better fight for that person, because in the end, the victory is worth it." Back then was when The Fight began.
