At first sight

Chapter 22

The next morning I woke up to the smell of cigarettes and coffee, I put on my underwear and my oversized PTV shirt, and met Gerard in the kitchen. He was leaned over the counter, drinking his coffee, and smoking his cigarette, I hugged him from behind, laying my head on his back, he turned over and picked me up and sat me on the counter.

Gerard: Good morning beautiful.

Rose: Good morning handsome.

Gerard: How'd you sleep?

Rose: Better than ever, you?

Gerard: Amazing!

Rose: We have a lot of catching up to do.

Gerard: We do?

Rose: mmhmm...

Gerard: Nothing much different happened with me, except the depression after what happened....

Rose: The band?

Gerard: Awesome! You?

Rose: Same....and the scars on my back are gone..

Gerard: I noticed last night before I gave you knew ones ;)

We smiled and giggled.

Gerard: I'm not busy today, are you?

Rose: No.

Gerard: Let's go out today. Wanna go shopping with me?

Rose: Yeah, I need new MCR merch all I have are your first two albums that are awesome by the way!

Gerard blushed and kissed me good bye and assured me that he'll be back in a little bit to pick me up.

Gerards pov

I drove away and arrived home. I hopped in the shower and immediately had a flashback of Rose falling from that railing.

Flashback-

Gerard: Where did she go?!

Frank: -gasp- She just ran in the building!

Gerard: I need to go after her!

Frank: No!

We saw Rose carrying Brooklyn's body out the window, they both were clearly weak, I screamed even more, but relived to see that she was still alive, she leans over the railing coughing, then she falls over the railing. My eyes grew wide, and my jaw drops as I witnessed what just happened.

Gerard: No...nononononono NOOOOOOO!!!!

I ran to her lifeless body, blood was everywhere, firefighters were arriving by now and got Brooklyn down and put the fire out, I picked up Rose's body and ran to the hospital. Her blood was covering me by now.

She kept mumbling something but I wasn't paying attention, I was scared that she wasn't going to make it. I spent hours at the hospital every day, for months. I finally asked the doctor the words that I dared not to say.

Gerard: She's not going to make it....is she?

Doctor: It's a high possibility...

I nodded slowly and kissed her good bye and ran out the hospital crying a river, not giving a fuck who saw me.

I snapped back in reality and finished my shower and got dressed and got ready to go pick up a couple of things and get Rose.