Disbelief in Death [Gerard Way x Reader]

Chapter 5: Getting Home

- Reader's P.O.V -
You were baffled by the multiple directions that you had to choose. Practically, you were lost in some sort of forest of pines. There weren't any snow though, but wind collided with your jacket.

At far most point you saw a convenient store. '24 hours store' it brand a huge sign. You hadn't much choice so you went inside. It was fairly quiet. So if a baby cry, no one heard theirs howls.

To keep the place secure, they had a cashier on the line. Luckily, you had a couple of bucks. You had decided to buy instant cup noodles. It's relatively cheap because it's a generic brand.

You came across the display fridge, you've spotted your favorite drink, (Y/f/d). You rolled your eyes over to the window, seeing it's still night time, you asked the cashier to check what time is it. Also you ask where you are.

"Miss, it's about 2 am. Why are you doing here anyways? Shouldn't you be sleeping?" It is true that you're tired, but you need to go home. "Tell you what, that drink and cup noodles is on the house" You thanked him for his generosity.

"May I ask, are we far from (y/h/t)?"

"About 10 minutes apart"

"Thanks"

There, you boiled water, filled out the cup with water then seasonings. It's the most tastiest by far. You accepted the fact you would go by taxi. After that, you called a cab.

~ Time Skip ~
You paid the taxi after it brake in front of my house. Seeing grass overtaken the concrete Way. (Hahahahahah, get it?)



Imagine your house like this
If you want you could use your house, I mean I'm not complaining​

The porch lanterns lit up, signing that Ray must've woken up. You found yourself skipping to the front door. The stone which moss grown wild, still holding up after those days.

You walked up towards the doors. But you heard some sort of noise. You look back.

You were greeted by an embrace from your back.

"Welcome back home!" It's Ray, but in a friendly manner. Some of it seems off. "What did he do, tell me Ray" you look at him, dreadfully to be precise. He doesn't look very promising. "I'm just still on the drugs, mkay?"

You signed relief, but the suspension grew much stronger. It could take up the worried gland. Upon entering your house,

"Is mom okay?"

Ray inhale sharply, to the point he may had a long explanation.

- Ray's P.O.V -
"Well, soon after I woke up, I called you up. I tried to call you by the phone. Nope, you left your phone in the coffee table. I was so nervous, after all you're gone for at least 6 hours. And I saw mom, apparently still breathing, barely, So I dialed 911. It save to say she's in the hospital now"

"Woah Ray, I have no idea. I was being captured by the guy nam-"

"Aaron, I know him"

You stood there, suprised. "How? I never even met that guy."

Ray interfered himself by looking at the clock.

"Y'know what, maybe let mom explain. Right now, I don't want a grumpy (y/n) in the morning" You shook to agreement with Ray.

Creaking of the stairs with a hollow inner, a strong case. "You sure you're gonna be okay sleeping alone​?" Said him half way through the door frame. "I'm good"

You close the goddamn door (Brendon will be so happy) without thinking straight. You took a look of your surroundings, apparently (y/p/n) was sleeping in your room all along. There, stood an owl that your mother gave to you. As watchful as a sentinel, but it's not that creepy.

For all god sake, you are really loyal to your bed. What is better than violence? A bed that's my answer. If you don't have sleep you'll be as mad as a hatter. You collapsed without hesitation (alien, sorry).

~ Time Skip ~
The sun slipping through the translucent blind. Caught you in sight, your back aching from a bed sore. "(Y/n), Breakfast!" Sounds like Ray making impressions for Mom's voice. It's actually kinda accurate

The smell of some sort of fragrance overlapping the scent of the house. You got up groggily, yawning to the point your jaws hurt. As you can see, that little kitten of yours is up on your bed. It got up and stretches. Sandpaper coercing to the skin it's a bad feeling, but it was done by your the juvenile cat so it was forgiven.

Forming a basket shaped hands is not that hard. As you scoop out (y/p/n), it purred gently. But on your way out, you stumbled twice. The good thing that your kitten didn't jumped out to make it worse.

"Morning" as you put (y/p/n) down on the couch. Ray smiled cheery at you while serving chocolate pancakes. Honestly, he makes the best of it.

"Thanks, Ray"

"No problem" setting a cup of tea at the island.

The color of the chocolate contrasting with the powdered sugar. Usually, he put suprises inside the pancake. You took the knife and sliced it dead in the middle. Come to your suprise, it was Nutella pouring out.

"Ray, really?"

"What, we still have some left. You couldn't resist Nutella, it's amazing"

He is right though. The sliced pieces of strawberries balanced out the sweetness of the overall pancakes. You took a sip of the tea, warm and cozy. "Wanna take a stroll around the neighborhood?"

"Sure" I volunteered to wash the dishes.