basically this part is just sorta about this song in general. idk it just makes me cry and in this currebt situation i think its an appropriate song. it will also be relevant for the next few chapters.
I set the pen down and put the note on my night stand. I grab my bags, phone, phone charger, portable charger and laptop. I charge my phone with the portable charger and charge my portable charger with my laptop. I thought it was a decent enough plan. Is that breaking the laws of electricity? Nope. I also accompanied my sketchpad, many pencils and charcoals, and a fat stack of my allowance. I make sure i have aggregated all of my items- TWICE. I put my headphones in and play some music. I open my window and push my things as lightly as i can withoit breaking anything on the inside. Being on the second floor of a 4 story house doesnt help. I dangle my feet off of the edge, getting as close to the ground as i can. I up off and land on my feet. Its too late to go back now. I cant walk in with a bag full of all of my things using the front door. And there is absolutely no way to get back up on the second floor from here. Good thing i didnt break my foot from jumping out the second door.
I start moving. My head bobbing to the beat of the song as i walk around. I plan on taking a bus or train to the neighboring town. But the thing is, its a poor town. Not that i dont wanna be there- but Gerard lives close to there. And he tells me EVERYONE knows eachother in that town. It really isnt a bad town, just run down is all. The word will spread around so quickly it'll be wildfire. Theres no way i can even somewhat be around there without Gerard finding out. So thats instantly a no go. I could go live somewhere closer to the school. There are places for rent. Or i could take a train to the last stop. Eh, that could work byt it isnt well thought out enough. I didnt bring pillows, which is a necessity, but i did bring a few blankets. Maybe i can become homeless until i figure something out. God this was the worst idea ever. My mom probably called the police by now.
I settle on taking a bus to the neighboring town were Gerard lives. Its probably much saver. Its a small place, but everyone is super nice. I have been the there before, and Gerards mom as well as his neighbors are cool. I recall Gerard talking about a friend named Frank. Again, it really isnt a bad place. Although, my mother hates it.
" I must have died alone
A long, long time ago
Who knows?
Not me
I never lost control
You're face to face
With the man who sold the world "
my ringtone goes off in my pocket. i pull it out to see a call from my mom. i of course ignore. Less than 2 seconds later i get a text from gerard.
Gerard
hey. your mom just called me screaming about you. she claims youre not in your room. i told her you weren't with me
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where are you??? shes super worried
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i know youre reading this. where are you?? youre scaring me dann.
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dann. stop joking. where are you?
dann?
dann please dont be dead
dann the police are looking for you
dann please
i love you
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Dann
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FanfictionON GOING STORY- UPDATES LIKE,,, NEVER Dann Louise Madison Harbour was born into a rich family. Dann had a mother and a father like any normal family. Dann got lonely from time to time, being an only child, so at night, she'd sneak out and go to the...
