I got you a pretty little Tattoo..of a pin up doll you.

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(Gerard's POV)

October, 1st, 2014

Today I'm to LA ink to get another tattoo. I Hope Kat's there. I walked in I'm kinda scared because my wife is a badass-tattoo-Kinderwhore-Fowl mouth woman. "Kat!" I yelled. "Oh, hey Gerard, your her by yourself?" She asked. "Yeah, this a gift to my wife, in 8 days me and my wife we'll be married, 8 years. I want to know if you'd do Pin Up Girl version of Della. Maybe dressed in something Peggy would wear from Captain America." She gave me a look, like your such a fucking Nerd. "I know what the looks like." Said, Steve. "Steve your name is Steve, like Cap." He nodded. "I'll sketch Kat prepare him for the new tattoo." He said. She dragged me to her chair. "What's with the paper boy hat?" She asks.. "It looks good with my tomato hair." I say. "Alright, man." She cleaned my arm, shaved it. "So, will this hurt Bad?" I asked, I'm whip with my wife.

***

"Thanks, Von D how much?" I asked. "None, it's a gift." I waved goodbye, Is it time for day drinking?

(Della's POV)

"Alicia how long has he been?" I asked. I was very pissed off. "All day." I looked in the mirror. I was still in my army green skinny jeans, lace black corset, my hair was in a knot and I had on white tiger print Scarf. "I'm going to find him." I put on my black converse.

"I'll be back in little awhile."

When I see him, I hope Eliza or Lindsey are there or Both. I just want to take home a drunk.

I was walking not a great idea...when I get to the bar, Gerard has to many bourbon glasses in front of him. He was drinking the last one I walk to him. He's busy telling the barmaid his life story. I grab his arm, I look into his eyes, Xanax. My Xanax for my moods, 6 were missing. Him. "We're going home, Gerard Arthur Way." He hit me, a light hit. "Fuck you I'm not going back."

*****

The GILMAN Party was tonight for us. He wouldn't be there, he's staying with Ray and Krista.

I decide to dress up and got it. I hope he's there. I put my 1940's red dress, my brown heels, and do my Kinderwhore makeup and curled my hair, and put in a ponytail.

"I'll be at GILMAN."

***

I walked there. A certain man dressed in army greens with cigarette and tomato hair smiles at be.

"I'm sorry. I took your Xanax, got drunk, hit you, Brought Eliza home along time ago, dating Lindsey, Asking to marry me, Marrying you, having a kid with you, having sex with you, and coming to the Minnesota show. I'm back to Jersey. have a nice night." I picked as many rocks as I could. I threw them at him. "Just make Ferard Real!" I threw again, Crying. "I'm not Gay, I love you, only you. I'm awhile. If I end up in Belleville I'm going to take of your mom. Don't visit!"

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