Fix Me Please

Chapter 9

I wake up the next morning to a bright and sunny day. I didn't have dreams last night. That's weird because I always have dreams. But whatever .

I go downstairs and into the kitchen . Gerard is already there.

" Good morning." Gerard says

" Good morning. Can I have some coffee?" I ask

" You seem to really like coffee now but sure." Gerard says as he starts to make my coffee

" All because of you . Darn you Way." I say but I laugh all the same

" Wow. Is it really my fault?" Gerard asks as he hands me my cup

" Yes it is Gerard." I say

" That's too bad." Gerard says

" Not really." I say as I take a sip

" So..." Gerard starts

" How did you sleep?" I ask

" Like a baby." Gerard says and I roll my eyes

" Good to hear." I say

" Do you want to see my sketchbook?" Gerard asks looking nervous

" Sure." I say

His eyes light up and he runs up the stairs. Almost tripping on one in the process.

I laugh at him and I wait. What is taking that boy so long? Soon I hear his heavy footsteps coming down the stairs. Fast too.

I hear a loud thump .

" ow." Gerard says

I run over to him. He is all sprawled out on the floor like a starfish.

" Are you ok?" I ask

" Obviously not." Gerard says

He gets up and I see several cuts from where he fell.

" Come on to the bathroom. Let's get you fixed up. Then I can look at said sketchbook." I say

We walk upstairs to the bathroom and Gerard sits on the counter like a little kid. Swinging his legs up an down.

I grab the band aids and a rag. I run the tag under cold water and start to scrub the dirt of Gerard's chin.

" Ow it hurts." Gerard says

" I know. Hold still." I say

Once I'm done I put the bandage over it.

" There you go. All better. Now for the rest of you." I say

I continue the same process with Gerard whining like a little baby but when we're done he looks better already.

" Thanks Alyssa." Gerard says

" That's what I'm here for isn't it." I say

" Let's go look at my sketch book!" Gerard yells and runs out of the bathroom

" Walk Gerard or I'll have to clean more cuts." I say as I walk out

He slows down and looks at me.

" That would be a good point." Gerard says

We walk down stairs carefully then we sit on the couch and look over his artwork.

He was such a good artist. I suck at drawing.

" You are so amazing." I say

" You are too." Gerard says

" Yea but not at art." I say

He rolls his eyes at me and flips the page.

" Hey! That's my thing." I say