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"You're over reacting," Gerard repeated.
"You didn't come to the biggest thing that has ever happened to me and then you come home completely drunk! I'm not missing your biggest concert ever and it's during teaching hours for me! You've been bitching and moaning about everything this week and I'm sick of it. Come clean or quit it!" You'd gotten your teaching degree that morning and Gerard had promised to go out with you for lunch. Instead you ended up sitting at home alone with your cat, watching reruns of old sci-fi shows. He stumbled in not even making sense at around two am and passed out. It was so un-like him you would've been worried, except you were mad.
"That's irrelevant, I came home drunk because of you last night," he said, smiling like he'd made an acual point.
"What?" You asked, generally confused. He pointed at you, like he was going to say something important when your cat came and buried himself on Gerard's lap.
"Kitty!" he exclaimed, completely forgetting that he was having a conversation.
"I'm going out. Call me if you feel like fixing this and you're sober or your stuff can be on the curb in a few days," you sighed. No matter how many times this had happened, Gerard always came back with a ligament reason and fixed it. Somehow you thought maybe this time would be different. Maybe he'd just say he went out with the band and got drunk. Somehow you thought maybe by the end of the week he wouldn't be your boyfriend anymore.
When you got home late Gerard wasn't there. You expected it. There was no note and his phone was gone along with his skinny jeans and his guitar. You groaned and tried to sleep, but failed to. Instead you tried to write a few lyrics to clear your head, which also failed. As a final resort you changed ou of your PJ's and went for a short walk around the block. By the time you got back Gerard was asleep under the covers. He smelt like liquor and sweat. You slept in the guest bedroom.
This continued for the next three days, but on Sunday, the day before your first teaching job, he came clean. When you got home from grocery shopping he was sitting on the couch with his head in his hands.
"Gerard?" you asked, after putting the groceries away by yourself.
"I was trying to sum up the courage" he said. His hands muffled what he said, but you understood.
"Courage for what?" You asked from across the room. He turned around, his eyes were red and he looked like he'd been crying. You were tempted to feel bad, but you crossed your arms.
"I... uh... decided to do something. You don't have to answer, if you don't want, but it'd be nice to get a yes."
"For what, dammit Way."
"Um..." There was a pause, so many things to say crossed between your eyes and then your cat walked through the scene. Tied to his tabby fur was a little banner.
He's awkward with sentences, but his lyrics are good.
"Hey baby, I was wonderin' where to find you, but I'm not the only one," he started, strumming a few chords on his guitar, "The boys down at the bar been asking for your number. Didn't wanna sound rude so I told 'em you were married. And when they asked to who, I could've given truth, but instead I said I'd been hitched to you." He kept singing, the words filling the apartment and your ears. As much as you tried to keep from smiling you did, and at the end of the short song he jumped over the couch and did a knee slide so he was kneeling in front of you.
"Instead I decided I'd marry you." He held out a diamond engagement ring, smiling up at you and you shrugged.
"You wrote a cute song so I guess," you replied, pulling him up to kiss you.
"So you're not mad about the drinking right? Because that was a cover so you wouldn't know I was writing the song." He finished his sentence and pushed the ring onto your finger. You shared a moment, which your other cat ruined by walking through, but you just smiled.
"So how much did you drink this week." He made a face.
"Enough."
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Just a cute thingymajig. i climbed a mountain today arent you proud? Probably not but it was fun. Anyway this will be usual and I should post around this time every friday because this is when I have time. As usual vote, comment, share.
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