The Pet -Frerard

Part 5

It's been a week since I found out where my little Gerard lived. While I was at work, taking the dogs out for a walk, I always saw him sitting at the same place I met him. He was more and more stunning every second I looked at him. Today I had a day off from work. After I woke up and brushed my teeth, I got some clothes on and went out to find my little Gerard at the park.

He was there usually around 10 every morning. So I made sure I was there an hour before. When I arrived at the park I took a look around. It was so beautiful here. But it wasn't the same without him, brightening the whole place. I sighed loudly and sat on a bench. Things weren't very good at work. All the dogs were given to their new owners. I was very alone. I only cleaned up and gave advice to the customers. I felt empty without the dogs.

Then it struck me like a meteor. What if. And I repeat IF. I could have my little Gerard make me whole again. I could  talk to him. Or even.. I was going to do it. The corners of my lips started  trembling and slowly formed into a wide dark smile. I let out a small laugh and closed my mouth with both of my hands. I was being slightly paranoid. I started breathing deeply to regain my composure. After I calmed down I was stuck with a smug smile from my bright idea.

I picked a cigarette and lit it between my lips. I inhaled and exhaled calmly now. I was truly happy. I waited patiently for my precious Gerard to show up, and smoked more cigarettes while doing that. He finally showed up. He looked gorgeous today. As he proceeded to sit down his eyes locked with mine and he froze. He looked scared and he seemed unable to decide what to do. I smirked at him and he lowered his eyes instantly. He finally sat down and didn't dare to lift his head. I started walking over to him and I could see his figure shaking a bit. 

"Hey." I spoke when I was standing next to his body. He didn't speak. I sat down and exhaled deeply, with the smile still on my face. "Why are you avoiding me. Are you scared?"He let out a faint gasp. He lifted his face up and looked at me. His eyes gave away the fact that he was terrified. "N-no." He tried to sound confident but failed miserably. "Look, when we first met I didn't mean to scare you. I'm sorry I freaked you out." He didn't reply. He still looked scared but he also seemed to be thinking what to do.

I exhaled again and grabbed a cigarette from my pocket. He gave me a look that I couldn't define. "You smoke?" he asked quietly. "Yea. Is that okay?" He seemed to be thinking again. I loved how his eyes changed shone when he was thinking. "Yea, I smoke too." My little Gerard. Why do you have to be so perfect for me. "Want one?"I offered. "Yes if it's cool with you." I imediately got one out. He reached out and picked the cigarette from my hand. At that moment I got the chance to touch him. Aw, how soft your hands are my little Gerard. I got my lighter out and lit both his and mine.

Then I stood up. I had work to do. And fast. Before my little Gerard left the park. "I have to go." I spoke. "Ehh. . Okay. Also. . It's is okay. A-About that day." What he said made my heart flutter. My precious Gerard forgave me. His kindness made me crazy. He was so irresistable. I didn't reply. I shot him the sweetest smile I have ever shot anyone. His cheeks turned slightly pink. I wish I could take a photo of this moment to keep it in my heart forever. He was the only thing I wanted. 

I started walking fastly back to my house. As I was walking I thought of a place where  I could take him. It had to be quiet and deserted. As my mind was racing through all the places I could possibly take him I thought of the perfect place. My house was literaly the last inahabited place in the road. But right behind it, there was an abandoned Coca Cola factory. It was the right place. It was like it was made for the situation. I run to it. 

I examined it from the outside it was huge. I slipped between the wooden planks on the entrance and got inside. I started looking around. Then my eyes spotted a cellar door on the floor. I grabbed its handle and pulled it. It opened and a large amount of dust flew everywhere. I coughed and pinched my nose with my hand so I did'nt inhale any. I started going down the cellar. I opened my phone's torch and looked around. There were stairs. Many stairs. I rushed down the bottom of the stairs. It was really. . really deep.

I opened the, for some reason, unlocked door and entered the room. I closed the door and looked around. I let out a loud scream. No sound could be heard from down here. I started laughing at how nicely this was going. Now there was one last thing I needed to do and everything was going to be ready for him.