♦ I'm bad at title's .2 ♦

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Gerard woke up with the sun bright in his face, and a pounding headache.

"I really have to stop doing this shit." Gerard got up from the stool of the counter and went into the bathroom for a shower.

It's been about a month since he got fired, and he had received two letters from his landlord saying that he wasn't paying enough and he was paying late. Gerard knew he should've contacted him but he decided against it. He knew Frank wouldn't leave it alone tho, so he had to figure something out.

Coming out of the shower he heard the door open, and scrambled scratching on the tile floor. Then all of a sudden Pepper ran into the bathroom slipping on the water across the floor. Scaring the shit out of Gerard.

"Oh shit I'm sorry, i didn't know the bathroom door wasn't closed all the way." Lindsey laughed while Gerard still looked a little terrified.

"I would've closed the goddamn door if i knew a hyper Pepper was gonna run in like a crackhead." Gerard said re-wrapping the towel around his waist.

"I got the mail, and i found this." She handed him an envelope.

"Shit, this is the third one already, what am i gonna do? He's getting pretty annoyed."

"Did you tell him about your job?"
She said already knowing that Gerard is too much of a coward to go ahead and do it himself.

"....no? I guess I'm just afraid he'll kick me out."

"Well if you don't tell him he will, i guess if anything you can come live with me?" She had been wanting to ask Gerard if he wanted to move in even if they had only been together for six months.

"Uh, i don't know. I just, think It's too early for that right now." Gerard didn't wanna hurt her, but he just didn't think it was time.

Lindsey had been best friend's with Gerard since the beginning of high school, Gerard always got picked on by annoying kids with egos too big to comprehend.

She was there for him then, she'd be here for him now.

"Yeah, yeah that's alright. I was just wondering. What are you gonna do about the house then?"

"I'm gonna have to find a job, and in the mean time I'm gonna have to figure out how I'm gonna pay off my rent for this month, Frank's gonna be up my ass if i don't."

"I could help" she said with a small smile hoping Gerard would just accept her help.

"No, you have your own thing's to take care of, also I'm still naked so I'm gonna go get dressed." He walked into his bedroom and threw on a black flags t-shirt with some black skinny jeans and some black vans.

Walking back to the living room he grabbed the letter off the counter skimming through what it said.

"You know, i could ask Bert for a job at the corner store."

"You think he'd let you apply?"

"I mean i hope so, what else am i gonna do? I don't think anyone else will hire someone who has been fired more than once."

"Yeah well that's on you, you don't learn from your mistakes. Start caring about your wellbeing."

"Ok mom." He said while throwing the letter on the counter.

"Shut up." Lindsey playfully pushed his shoulder.

"But seriously, get your shit together."

"I tell myself that everyday and nothing happens." Gerard sighed and looked through his phone, he had gotten a text from Matt, his "friend".

'Come over later, i got some shit to give  you'

Gerad knew it was wrong but he needed this, he needed to keep his house.

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Ahhh another crappy chapter :')
Who reads this shit anyways?

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