Keep Me Close (My Chemical Romance)

Let me in!

GERARDS POV

What is wrong with me? Who am I to mess with other people feelings? I should just stop talking, or breething. You know whats pathetick? Im sitting and smoking, while Zara was hurt. I have to apologieze. I have never told this to anyone, but i think I may like her. Not just like, but.... Lov-
A screem came out of the bathroom, Zara!
I threw my cigarette down and climbed in the room. I rushed over to the bathroom
"Zara, are you ok?" I hoped for an answer, but i didn't get one. I started to get worried, and knocked on the door.
"Zara, let me in!" I said a little louder
I didn't get a reply, but with that I knew that something was wrong. There was another screem. With no thinking, I took a sharp knive, my hand shook, but I got it in the key hole. With a huge suprise, the door flew open and I ran in as fast as possible.
"God" I gasped "ZARA, HOLD ON!!" There was alot if blood and Zara was on the ground. She was pale and her phone was smashed. There was blood all over the bathroom. I ran over to her and grabed her by the sholders.
" dammit, Zara, please stay! Im so sorry! Don't do this to me, im so sorry, im so so-" i couldn't finish my sentence trough the sobs. What do I do?!

ZARAS POV
A line. A huge line in a white hallway, no windows, just a recorded, sweet voice repeeting: " to forgive or to forget? To leve or to regret? A better living"
The line was big and when I wanted to ask the person infront of me, whats happening, they all dissapiered. It was the same hallway, but it had 2 doors. I walked up to the first one and a voice started talking
"Zara, you are a fuck up-" i know this voice, its Gerard! I wanted to cry, but I just couldn't. It was like a force, it just didn't let me cry.
"I used you and we laughed at you evry day. We pretended to be your friends, just like in school. It was your fault, you wanted the popularity, you did that to yourself. You are USLES!" The recording stoped and the door opened. I felt the urge to go in the room, evrything that voice said was true, i wan't to give up.
Just as I took a step closer, a diffrent recording started.
"Zara, im so sorry! I don't know what I would do without you! Please don't leve me-" it was Gerard "at first it was a joke, but i fell in lo... You mean evrything to me, and if you are listening to me, then listen closely: i like the way you say you're ok, but you're not. I like the way you get shy around new people and I like the way you talk to me. You make me a better person, you complete me. I know this is cheezy, but I ment what I just said. Remember you asked me how I know that you are lying? I know it because I had the same feeling! Zara, I lov-" the recording ended. I was shocked. Then something went wrong, the room started to shake and both of the recordings started to play, it felt like a mad house. The sound mixed and I felt dizzy. Then a womans voice said: "choose, Zara, im not going to tell you again!" I knew this voice too, it was my mom. Then I ran, but it was hard, the sound was pushing me away, but I kept fighting. Then it all stoped.

There was a small light flashing in my face, the room was full of smoke and a shadow was sitting on a chair accros the room. I tryed to sit up, but a huge pain struck me, it came from my arms, then It all came back- Gerard, my dad and the blades under the sink. I started crying, it was not like in my dream, this time when I wanted to cry, i cried. Noone stoped me. I was sobbing and trying to catch my breath, I think I was having an asma attack. My heart was pounding really fast, i tought That I was about to die, i closed my eyes and waited for my death.
"Zara, are you ok? Zara!" Someone was shaking me by the shoulders.
I took a big breath and i felt my heart slow down. Then I opened my eyes to see who was the human helping me.
It was Gerard, but this time he looked diffrent. There were tears on his cheeks, his eyes were red with dark bags under them, he wasn't wearing a shirt and he had his blue jeans on and his hair looked like he hadn't brushed it in years.
"Im sorry, im so sorry, I didn't want to... I didn't know w-what I was doing, I-I tryed m-y best, but, but.... Im so sorry!" He was sobbing and his eyes got more red. I looked at my arm and his shirt was around it, but now it was covered with blood.
"Can you give me your phone? I have to.. Call my mom. Ill move out of here tommorow." I said as tears were still rushing down my cheeks.
"Sure, but... Please, please don't move out. I will if you want to, but can you stay here. Can I stay here, with you?"
"Let me call my mom." I sat up and he gave me his phone. Then I stood up and slowly walked to the window. To be honest, I didn't want to call my mother, i was sure that she was sad and even if she still had her sister living with her, she must feel alone. My dad, he was so nice, he didn't deserve anything like that...
Beeep beeep beeep
"Hi mo'om, umm, when do I-I come Ho-me?"
"Hi, honey" she sounded sad, but a bit waisted "ill pick you up on friday, the, khmm, funeral will be, umm, the day after that" she murmured and I heard her start crying.
"Ok, but it is too soon- Just, bye" i said and threw the phone on the bed, next to Him. His name just made me feel more pain.
"What happened?" Gerards voice broke the silence. He sounded raspy
"You want me to tell you my story?!" I got really pissed "Well, my whole life I didn't have real friends. Then my brother died and it broke my bone. But you see, the part that rippes me appart, is that you alredie know that, don't you. Do you want me to call you Gerard or Gee? Because I don't know how to call you. And see, today I understood that I haven't had real friends till now, and I propably won't have them. And now, the only thing that held me together was my family!" I yelled and cryed at the same time.
" well, you see, Gerard or Gee, or who the fuck you are, MY DAD IS DEAD!"
I grabed my mouth in a suprise of what I just said. I think I was crying all this time starting from the party. He looked at me shocked of what I said. We both stood there and enjoyed the silence. We didn't want to brake it.

The week went really slow, but I didn't move out. I didn't attend classes and most of the time i was sobbing, but not even my fake friends were there to make me feel better. Eating wasn't a problem for me, because I didn't want to eat, i felt sick. Gerard walked in and out, he asked me if I am ok, The other guys, mostly Linda and Brendon texted me and tryed to call me. Why do they bother? The pretend is over, you broke me, good for you. I read some of the messages they sent me and one of them interested me, it was from Mikey, it read:
"Zara, I know that you won't read this, but I am truly sorry! And i don't know what it is, but Gerard has stoped talking. I know that you don't care but I think he lov-" I threw the phone on the ground and closed my eyes. One tear, two tears.... I could do this forever.

~Hello, guys, I am really happy about the 60 reads! thank you! Sorry about the short chapter, but it was a good place to stop it. I am going to start a new story, I hope you chek it out, it's called "we're all a bit odd"
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