☆Save Me☆ {Frerard Fanfic}

5: Top 10 Saddest Anime Betrayals.

Loki's POV

Gracie hasn't been her usual self ever since Amelia died. She isn't a living meme anymore, she's a meme that wishes she was dead. "Hey Loki." Gracie says, sitting down, she looked done with everyone and everything. "How are you?" I ask, she looks so edgy right now. "Great." She says with a sigh. I feel like right about now is the best time to say what I need to, taking a stab in the dark, I speak my mind. "Gracie," I start, sounding slightly nervous, she looks up at me, instead of picking at something on her fingers. "Yeah Loki?" She says, placing her hands on the table. "I think I'm falling for you." I say, feeling my face go bright red. "I think I feel the same way." Gracie says back smiling and blushing. We laugh out our nervousness, both of us inching closer to one another's face, before we get separated by the sound of the bell going, signaling only a few minutes until lights out. "Well, uh, see you tomorrow?" Gracie says awkwardly. I nod. "See you then." I say, as we both walk opposite directions.

I lay on my bed, my long-ish hair sprawled out on the pillow. What if she just said that to be nice? I think to myself, my mind turning against me, filling my head with crippling thoughts. What if we never get out, what if Frank and Gerard just say that to give us something to think about? I sigh, rolling over to face the walls a spark of hope, igniting. Even if we don't get out, Gracie and I still have each other. The spark soon dies, and gets replaced with more terrible thoughts.

Before I know it, the next day has rolled around, and it's back to the same, boring things. I try to hide that from Gracie though, as she needs to be happier with life. "Hey Loki." She seems a whole lot happier this morning. "Hello Gracie." I say, pulling her in for a hug. We don't let go for quite a while. "How did you sleep?" I ask her. "Good when I actually got to it." She says, smiling and looking at the floor. Hopefully, she did actually sleep, unlike me who stayed up, getting increasingly paranoid. We spend the rest of the day together, talking about memes, vines and conspiracy theories, because we had no clue what else to talk about.