At first sight

Chapter 18

Rose's Pov

I woke up in a hospital bed, with needles connected to my arms, and my foot wrapped in a cast, another wrapped around my right arm, I blinked a couple of times, and looked around my room, there was Brook, sleeping on a chair next to mine, there was something different about her.

"Brook?" I croaked.

She opened her eyes and looked over at me, immediately rushing to give me a hug and cried a river on my shoulder.

Brook: I thought you would never wake up!!!

Rose: Wha.....what happened?

Brook: You tried to save me from a fire but you fell over the fire escape- 6 stories high. I'm surprised you're still alive. Thank you for saving me.

Rose: Where's Gerard?

Brook: -sighs-  He's gone.

Rose: Well, when is he coming back?

Brook: Never....

Rose: Never?! What do you mean never?

Brook: You've been in the hospital for a year and a half, it's been that long since the fire. He did visit you everyday, but it was 6 months ago when he gave up...he thought you were dead, and that you would never wake up...I don't know where he is now. I do know that he's on tour with the guys though.

Rose: He...he left?!! The little shit!! Get me out off here right now!!

2 months later....

I was getting the casts off finally, after getting my cast off, me, Brook, and her two cousins Rebecca and Jamie. Rebecca has longish blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes, and pale skin. Jamie has the same length hair as me, which is now to my shoulder blades, except her hair is a flaming red color, and her eyes were kinda gray, and her skin was two shades darker than Rebecca's. We all decided to go to the bar and threw back a couple of drinks. It was open mic again, we all decided to go up on stage. Brooklyn grabbed the bass guitar that was up there, Jamie got the electric guitar and Jamie took over the drums, of course I grabbed the last electric guitar and the mic/mic stand.

We counted too three and we started to rock out.

I cant escape this hell....

so many times I've tried...

but I'm still caged inside..

Somebody get me through this nightmare, I can't control myself!

After we finished the song, this adrenaline started to pump in my veins. Everyone was cheering and clapping for us, and whistling. We all smiled and looked at each other.

Rose: Are you guys thinking what I'm thinking?

Brook: Hell yeah.

Jamie: Fuckin right we are!

Rebecca: Then what the hell are we waiting for?!

Sense I didn't have my apartment anymore, we rushed to Jamie's house, that was where we all lived, and I thank god that Brook went to my old place and saved my stuff for me. We all started to talk about starting our own band. Jamie already had enough money for the equipment we needed, all we needed was to book gigs at different places and a band name.

Jamie: Hmm...how about...Hell's Dark Angels?

Rebecca: Nah...Bleeding Hearts?

Brook: No...

Rose: ......Guilty Thorns??

All: Oh my God that's perfect!!!

Jamie: okay, I'll get the equipment in the morning, and you guys call different clubs and bars, and places for gigs?

Rebecca: Awesome! We should change our names a little. Mine will be Bekky, with two k's.

Brook: I'm sticking with Brook.

Jamie: Jamie's good enough.

Rose:....Roze Thorn..but with a Z in Roze.

Jamie: Awesome! I'm gonna take a smoke break.

The rest of the girls went to smoke, I stayed in the living and immediately thought about Gerard. All of these emotions began to build up- anger, sadness....tears started forming. I got up and put on my jacket, and left the house. I took a little walk to the pharmacy store. I got three bottles of gin, two packs of cigarettes, and a box of black dye. I lit my cigarette as I walked back home, taking gulp after gulp of gin.

First bottle gone.

Second bottle gone.

I was finally drinking the other half of gin from my third bottle. I stumbled into the apartment. The girls ran up to me and hugged me, I immediately walked to the bathroom and locked the door. I cut my hair back to the shoulder length I had, and dyed my hair pitch black. I loved the outcome and drank the rest of my gin, and went to bed thinking about Gerard.

Fuck Love.