princesses and vampires | gerard way✔

115- I Could Assume But I'll Take Blame Instead

Gerard's POV
I sat in the cold metal chair next to the make-shift clinical bed. I allowed Violet to squeeze my hand, she sat her head in my shoulder as I pet her hair. She bit softly on my shirt to prevent screams.

"It's okay." I whispered where she could hear but no one else. I then felt no squeeze in my hand and her head heavily sat on my shoulder, making me hold her completely.

"Violet?" I questioned. I laid her back down on the bed to see her unconscious. "What happened!?" I asked starting to panic.

"She became unconscious from the pain, you live with her correct Mr. Way?" Nurse Frangipane asked.

"Yes I do."

"Okay, just take her home and she should be awake in the morning-max."

I sighed and carried her like I always do-bridal style. I carried her out of school and when coast was clear I ran home. I laid her on the bed and grabbed my phone texting the guys that we came home.

I sighed and sat next to her head, brushing side-swept bangs away from her face. I ran my fingers through her tangled, wavy chocolate colored hair. Her eyes which were always a matching chocolate color but now her eyelids blocking from her hypnotising eyes. Her beautiful freckles hidden behind the foundation she always had on.

I loved her freckles, hell everything she hated about herself I loved. Even things she loved about herself I loved. I just loved her in general. But as much as I said those things I had to respect that she hated those things, all I could do was just try to show her how beautiful she really is.

My thoughts then wandered to what caused these injury upon her. Three things popped into my mind Zach, Andy, and the shadow figure. It couldn't have been the shadow figure, Violet said it was gone. Would she have lied? I doubted it was Andy he would've done much, much worse. So that left it up to Zach, seemed like a Zach thing to be quite honest. But he usually makes a scene, he just didn't flee from the drama.

I didn't know, I couldn't make any assumptions. If I was with her that wouldn't have happened, it easmy fault. It was all my fault.

I laid next to her and cuddled her into my arms. "I'm sorry." I said and let a few tears fall.