Vegas Lights(a ferard fanfic)

The Disaster

Gerard:

 I wake up instantly regretting not going to the docter after I burnt my hand holding a mug of coffee and dropped it on the floor shattering the mug and letting the hot liquid seep into the rug. So now I have to deal with coming up with some money somehow and clean up this mess. Wonderful day already! I walk to the bathroom and look into the mirror my eyes look like I havent slept in days. Well I haven't... I've been researching a job near my place now. It's an apartment but it's still something. Two weeks since I moved in and I already feel at home. I adapt to things easily. You kind of have to these days. I let out a sigh and turn my phone on knowing it would be blown up with texts from my friends who missed me from back home in New Jersey. Surprisingly only my brother, Mikey called me. He left a voicemail saying he needed to talk to me ASAP! That worried me. I tried dialing him twice but it went straight to voicemail. The third time I attempted to call him he answered. "WHAT IS IT?!?" I screamed at him. He replied with the saddest words I could possibly hear, "Our parents,our house t-they-"   I cut him off "Oh please dont say what I think your going to say-" "I-im sorry" he managed to stammer out "Our house it got burned down in a fire and o-our parents got smothered in ash. By the time the firemen had reached the building-" He paused somehow managing to stay together."The house was engulfed by flames." N-no this cant be happening I thought to myself. I quickly told Mikey bye and to tell everyone that it's not possible for me to be able to make it for the funeral. I mean it's all the way across the country. I dont have the money or the time. I decided to not mourn on them now because my dad always told me sometimes you just have to move on. So I decided to accept an interview from this coffee shop called "Locho Latte". Two days I thought to myself. I quickly realized that I had no "decent" clothes,just band tees and some skinny jeans. So I decided to use whatever money I have left to buy a tie,a dressshirt,and some nice pants. Because I would like to look decent around the boss and stuff so maybe I can get this job. But then my mind goes into panic. "What do I say?" "How do I act?". I quickly remember "Just act natural and you'll be okay". I sigh a sigh of relief.  The interview is going to be nothing I'll have that job in a matter of seconds! Well not literally....but close enough! 

Definitely not my best work by far...but it's still something!