Whatever Helps You Sleep At Night

Sleepless

I flopped out of bed after a long eight hours of staring at the ceiling contemplating my life. I found myself in my bathroom and dared to look at myself in the mirror. The bags under my eyes looked like two huge pillows resting on my face. I sighed and turned on the water for my shower. After I was done removing my clothes I looked in the mirror once more and realized my skin was as white as a sheet. I looked dead. All the bones in my body stuck out like sore thumbs, and I could tell my body wasn't going to hold out much longer.

I had nothing to live for. No family, no friends and no boyfriend. I figured I should just end it all and finally go into an eternal sleep. The sleep my body so desperately needed. But I'm not gonna go down that easily." I'm Gerard Way and I survived high school and insomnia" I keep telling myself that to keep me alive.

I stepped into the freezing cold water as it beat down on my back. I shivered at the cold but savored the moment. Cold water seemed to perk me up a bit. I stepped out of the shower and threw any article of clothing on the floor on. Which was skinny jeans and a baggy old Smashing Pumpkins T shirt.

I headed out onto the cold sidewalks of Belleville and shivered even though it was summer. I trudged my way to the nearest coffee shop and ordered my usual. Black coffee. I stared at the tarry liquid as it blew steam into my face. When I thought it deemed fit I took a small sip nodded my head at the barista and gave her five bucks. She gave me a weary look and waved goodbye.

As I walked around sipping my coffee I kept my head down avoiding any uncomfortable eye contact I could accidentally make with someone. I didn't realize it, but soon enough my coffee was gone and all I had was an empty foam cup. I continued walking and staring at my cup when I head butted someone's neck.

I looked up immediately trying to muster up a sorry, but couldn't find the right words. Because I was staring at the most intriguing man on earth. I had about a good four inches on him, and he had a faux hawk with bleach blonde sides and a scorpion tattoo etched into his neck. This man is gonna get me through the night.

So this is my first time writing fanfic so please be nice. I'm a little new to the scene, but I've read enough Frerard to know my shit. So please enjoy my book if you where interested enough to read my first chapter and get to this. Toodles!😅