Centuries

Gerard

I hear him screaming and know there's nothing I can do to wake him so I just sit there, having to hear the pain and fear in his screams.

"He doing it again?" Patrick asks as he walks in, his German Shepard - Houdini - at his heels. I nod and he sighs.

Patrick is amazing because you wouldn't be able to tell he was blind because he can sense the tiniest bit of movement and can get around, doing every day things like cooking and going to the shops, without Houdini for guidance.

"Should we leave him or wake him?"
Leave, I sign.
"Alright." He agrees and joins me on the sofa.

We watch helplessly as Brendon screams out the boy's name and reaches a hand forwards to grab nothing. There are tears streaming down his cheeks.

We have to do something Pat.
"I want to help him to but remember last time I ended up in A and E with a broken nose," He reminds me and I sigh, nodding, "Don't worry Gee, he'll wake up soon."

Just like Patrick predicted, Brendon sits bolt upright. He looks at us then bursts into a fresh flood of tears so I go over to him, sitting on his bed and pulling him onto my lap, as he sobs into my shirt. I rock him soothing as I am not able to say words of comfort.

This soulmate of his is breaking him. Piece by piece and I'm scared for him. I'm scared to lose my best friend. Patrick and I both are.

"I-I'm sorry I'm so weak." Brendon whispers and I look at Patrick to say what I cannot.
"Beebo, don't say that. You're not weak, its just your soulmate is giving you a hard time. That's all it is." Patrick puts on his soothing voice.
"Sing?" He asks Patrick, looking up with eyes big and innocent.
"Alright, what shall i sing?" Patrick smiles.
"That one you wrote a little while ago. I. . . Something or other." Brendon scrunches up him face in thought.
"I don't care?" Patrick chuckles.
"Yeah! That one!" Brendon nods excitedly then relaxes in my arms, closing his eyes and listening to Patrick's voice.

Say my name and his in the same breath
I dare you to say they taste the same
Let the leaves fall off in the summer
And let December glow in flames

Erase myself and let go
Start it over again in Mexico
These friends, they don't love you
They just love the hotel suites, now

I don't care what you think as long as it's about me
The best of us can find happiness in misery
Said,
I don't care what you think as long as it's about me
The best of us can find happiness in misery

Oh take a chance, let your body get a tolerance
I'm not a chance, put a heat wave in your pants
Pull a breath like another cigarette
Pawnshop heart trading up (trading up)

On the oracle in my chest,
Let the guitar scream like a fascist
Sweat it out, shut your mouth
Free love on the streets but
In the alley it ain't that cheap, now

I don't care what you think as long as it's about me
The best of us can find happiness in misery
Said,
I don't care what you think as long as it's about me
The best of us can find happiness in misery

Said,
I don't care just what you think
As long as it's about me, you said
I don't care just what you think
As long as it's about me, I said
I don't care (I don't care)
Said, I don't care (I don't care)
Said, I (I) don't (don't) care (care)
I (I) don't (don't) care (no I don't)
I don't care, (I said)
I don't care, (I said)
I (I) don't (don't) care (care)

I don't care what you think as long as it's about me
The best of us can find happiness in misery
Said,
I don't care what you think as long as it's about me
The best of us can find happiness in misery

Patrick's voice is like an angels. He denies it yet so do I when I'm told the same. He's sitting there on the sofa, dyed blonde hair shinning like freshly spun gold in the sun light. He's so precious and I sometimes wish he were my soulmate because he's kind, loving, caring, knows me like the back of his hand and so many other reasons.

I feel Brendon's breathing even out and he's asleep.
"I'll stay with him. You go get some rest." Patrick says softly as I lay Brendon back on his bed.
You need rest too. I remind him.
"Gerard." He uses his warning tone and I scamper to my room