Gerard POV: Today. Tonight. Charles invited me to go to the city, as Charles put it "a casual stroll around the city." His accent makes my heart dissolve into a million tiny little pieces and they reform into one for him to melt again, it's a vicious cycle. I'm getting on my winter coat and some part of me walks into Mikey's room. I see the dust on the floor, and his closet, where he spent his final moments and where I remember the spot I'm standing in, seeing where I had my last moment of happiness until a few weeks ago. I sit on the bed, the dust reaching the ceiling like ashes in the sky, painting the walls with bitter memories . I'm home alone and I just yell. I just let it out. I scream in the agony I have held in since I saw Mikey there. I scream for everything I've ever done, and everything I've fucked up. I scream for Mikey. I scream for my drunk abusive father. I scream for everything I'll miss, but I just fall to the floor, as if I just gave myself an exorcism. I simply walk into the cold, I feel better, but still bitter. Like after Mikey's death a bitter seed planted in me has wilted, but still can grow. I walk over to Charles and give him a sweet peck on the cheek. He says. "How is my favorite little Gee?" I melt at him saying my name like that. Usually I'd hate it, but he's the only one I'd allow. After awhile of walking around the park (we decided it's better if we just stay around his house that's next to a park) we hold hands, leaving our footprints in the snow, with snowflakes resting peacefully on my lips, and my hands running through his hair, like silk in my hands, and velvet on my lips and warmth in me. Walking in happy silence he asks. "Love?" I say, "yes love?" He responds. "Would you ever runaway? Run away from what's holding you back?" I wonder where this is coming from. Seeing my breath in the air I say. "We are just runaways love." He laughs at me, and just holds me. He walks me home and gives me a goodnight kiss. Even with the coldness in my, the frostbite I call my heart, the black lake you would call my eyes, light up with his words and love in an insant. I'd runaway with him.
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Demolition Lovers
FanfictionGerard Way is a invisible teen at his high school. He wants to run away from the abuse, the rumors, the feeling of non existence. From life- or hell. He wants to leave. He is trying to cope with the death of his brother Mikey. The one thing keeping...
