You're my what?! A Gerard Way Fanfiction

☆ Goodbyes ☆

Jadis

I checked everything was in my bag, and I rechecked. Still Gerard didn't come back. I stood up, with my bag slung over my shoulder. I walked out the door, and then heard a noise coming from the bathroom. I recognized Ray and Gerard's voices. They sounded upset.

"Don't beat yourself up. She wants to come with us. You're not forcing her to do anything. We all hate seeing you like this." Ray said.

"Like what?" Gerard asked.

"Like, guilty and worried all the time. You used to be carefree and innocent, but you decide to meet your daughter, and you change! What's going to happen to the band? We're nothing without that old Gerard."

"I'm sorry. I just don't want her to become a drug-addicted, alcoholic whore." He paused then continued, "I don't want her to make my mistakes."

"Give her a chance, mate. She doesn't seem like one of those ditsy fuckwits. I don't think she'll do anything stupid. Especially if you're there for her."

"We better finish packing." Gerard said, clearly ending the conversation. I quickly and quietly crept back to the bedroom; not wanting to get caught.

Great, I thought, I'm going to responsible for the break-up or tragic end, of My Chemical Romance. Smooth, Jadis. Real smooth.

"You ready?" Gerard asked from behind me.

"Yep," I told him, "Ready to destroy your band." I added to myself. He must've heard though.

"You're not going to destroy us. What gave you…Oh! Jadis-" I spun around and cut him off.

"Ray's right; you are different, and it's all because of me. Write to me?"

"Jay, you can come if your mum says you can. I promise we won't break-up because of you."

"How can you promise me that? Are you psychic now?"

"You don't have to be rude! I'm sure you don't talk to your mother this way!"

"Yes, but you're not my mother! You're barely my father! Despite what my DNA says!"

"If that's how you feel, then I'll just disappear."

"Forever more…" I choked out, realizing I'd really fucked this conversation up.

"Yeah, something like that." He looked down at the ground, to his left. I ran toward him, and embraced him.

"I'm so confused." I said into his chest.

"I'm sorry." He told me, wrapping his arms around me, and holding me close.

"Stop apologising!"

"Sor-"

"Ah!"

He chuckled, and then said, "We better head out to the van." We released each other and walked out to the van together. The whole time Gee had his arm slung over my shoulders.

We hopped into the van together, and sat down. Gerard was on my right, and Frank was on my left; next to Frank, sat Bob, listening to his iPod, very loudly. Up front, Mikey was driving, and Ray was next to him.

Despite the summer heat, I started shaking as we neared my house.

"It's ok. Don't get nervous." Gerard whispered in my ear.

"I need to know, do you guys actually want me?" I asked them all. Everyone except Mikey and Bob – because he couldn't hear – turned to stare at me. Their expressions all showed shock, at the thought that they wouldn't want me.