Right now I'm using my phone while Gerard's arm is wrapped around my shoulders.
I pulled away from Gerard then went to my cabinet. I looked through my cabinet to search for what I'm looking for.
I finally found it. It was open, ripped open. Empty.
I walked to the living room holding up the thing that I love.
He looked up from his phone and when he saw what I was holding, his eyes widened.
I dropped it on the floor and left to the room, me and Gerard shares. And locked the door.
"(Y/N)! I'm sorry!" Gerard said pounding on the door.
He pounded a few times, then gave up.
I felt my phone vibrate.
Gerard: Babe, please just talk to me..
Gerard: I said I was sorry!
Gerard: I never meant to hurt you!
Gerard: I thought about you the whole time!
Me: Sorry doesn't bring back my fucking Skittles, Gerard.
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My skittles. My beloved skittles. I love you.
R.I.P.
