Comic Con (Gerard Way FF)

Chapter 5

Harley-

I ran towards the booth, practically slammed Gerard's cup of coffee beside him and ducked under the desk. "Whoa Harley, what's wrong?" Gerard asked. "Um excuse me?" I heard Kyle's voice, making my heart race and I scooted further back under the desk. Gerard looked up at him and glared. "Yes?" He asked.

"I just saw my girlfriend come over here." How many times do I need to tell this psycho that I'm not his girlfriend?! "Kid a lot of girls came over here." Gerard said sternly. "Look old man, I saw my girlfriend come back here. I know you're hiding her! I can see her fucking backpack!" Kyle yelled. Old man? Gerard's not old!

Gerard abruptly stood up and I noticed his eyes turning blood red! "Look you little shit, you better turn around and leave right now!" Gerard snapped. I noticed his hand slipped under the desk and push a small button. I heard Kyle scoff. "Or what you old fuck?!" He sneered. "Hey what the fuck?! Let go of me!" Kyle yelled.

"We'll take it from here Mr. Way." Another voice says. It belonged to male. "Thank you officers." Gerard says, his eyes still a deep blood red. Officers? Did he call security or something? I could hear Kyle yelling and struggling as he was taken away. Gerard sat back down and sighed. "You can come out now Harley. He's gone." He said, now smiling and his eyes were normal again.

I slowly crawled out from under the desk and sat back down in my seat. "Who was that guy?" He asked. I shook my head and looked down. "He's just an ex boyfriend..." I replied. "Why are wearing all that makeup? You weren't wearing any yesterday." He asked. I looked back up at him. "Oh um, I just wanted to see what it was like." I lied.

Gerard raised his eyebrow at me. Didn't look like he was buying it. I looked away from him and just went back to handling fans at the cash register. Gerard and I didn't really say much to each other for the rest of the day. Mainly because he was busy meeting fans and signing autographs. The only time we spoke is when Gerard needed me to go get him some more coffee.

Once the day was over and I was helping Gerard shut down his booth is when I finally decided to break the awkward silence. "Hey look, I'm sorry for how I left so suddenly yesterday at Starbucks." I said. I jumped slightly when I felt him put his hand on my head and pat my head. "It's alright Harley. I was just a little worried." He said with the most adorable smile.

I smiled with a blush and looked away. "I was just in a hurry." I said. Gerard ruffled up my hair and pulled his hand away. "Why though? You never really explained why you're mom wanted you home." He asked, packing the last of the left over merchandise. "Uh, she uh, just wanted me home. It was late anyways." I lied.

"Harley..." Gerard sighed. I looked up at him and he was giving me a sad look. I shook my head and looked away. "Um. I'll be right back. I'm gonna go buy a soda." I said. I went to get my wallet out from my backpack. When I pulled it out, a folded up piece of paper fell out. It was the old drawing that my childhood friend "Bity" gave me.

Gerard picked it up and unfolded it. He stared at the picture with a sullen yet shocked look on his face. Like he just woke up from a confusing nightmare. "Gerard?" I asked, reaching for the drawing. "Where did you get this?" Gerard asked. It sounded more like a demand. I was so confused by the sudden change in his tone.

"Where. Did. You. Get. This?!" He asked again but more harshly. His eyes turning a deep red. My heart raced and I backed away. What the fuck's wrong with him? Gerard closed his eyes for a moment and sighed. "Look. This is my signature, before I used XOXOG." He said, showing me the picture.

"Now please, where did you get this?" He asked again, calmer but with the same expression. "A-an old friend gave it to me a long time ago before I moved away." I replied. Gerard's expression only got worse. "Moved away? Moved away from where?" He asked, taking a step closer to me.

"N-New Jersey..." I muttered, scared of what he might do. Gerard said that's his old signature on that drawing. I got that drawing from a guy I used to call Bity. "Bity" bit the guys neck who was chasing me and drank the red liquid. His blood. Gerard. Gerard's a... vampire. Gerard folded the drawing back up and put it down before speed walking out of the building.

"G-Gerard wait!" I called out. I ran after him out of the building. His walking got faster and I couldn't keep up with him. "Gerard?!" I called out, looking around the city. "Gerard??!!" I yelled, but to no avail. After about an hour of searching I gave up and decided to just head home. It was getting late and I wanted to get home before my dad does.

On my way home I heard whimpering from a nearby alleyway. I decided to go in and see what was going on. I followed the whimpering until I reached two men. One I recognized as Kyle. Kyle was pinned to the wall by the other guy who was biting down on his neck. I put my hand over my mouth to prevent myself from screaming.

The one draining him of his blood had familiar white hair. He pulled away from Kyle and I could see all the blood oozing out of his neck. I gasped when he dropped him on the ground and he snapped his head in my direction. Gerard's eyes were glowing red and he had blood all over his mouth and a murderous look in his eyes.

I couldn't move. I couldn't breathe. Gerard walked over to me and put his hand on my forehead and his eyes burned into my soul. I was so scared. I thought he was going to kill me. He is going to kill me. His eyes glowed brighter and I began to feel dizzy. "Sleep." He said in a hushed voice. Immediately I slipped into darkness.