Roommates

I'll never hurt you.

It's been a few months since the boys have moved in with me.  To be honest, they've changed me.  In a good way of course.  I've become nothing like I was before.  Except for the sarcasm and the bitchyness but I think that will always stick with me.  Me and Ray have gotten closer.  So have me and Mikey.  Gerard and I talk more than we used to and Frank... Well not much has changed but we get along better. 

I was sitting in my room when there was a small knock at my door.  "Come in." I said not taking my eyes off of my book.  "Hey, Brie." Ray said.  I looked up and smiled.  "Hey Ray."  He looked nervous.  Wonder why?  "Um I've been wanting to ask you something." Ray said while fiddling with his hands.  "What is it?  You can ask me anything." I told him.  "Come sit down." I told him, closing my book and moving so there would be room for him to sit.  "Um well, Brie I..." He hesitated like he was scared to ask me what he wanted to ask.  "It's ok.  You can ask me what ever you want to ask me." I encouraged.  "Well Brie, I was wondering if... See I... I like you.  I like you more than a friend Brie and I wanted to know if you'll go out with me.  It's ok if you don't want to though I understand." He said.  I thought for a minute.  I didn't want to say no and hurt Ray's feeling's but I didn't want to say yes because Ray's not really my cup of tea.  "Uh.. Yeah.  I'll go out with you Ray." I smiled.  I couldn't say no.  I couldn't see the pain in his face if I did say no.  He beamed and hugged me.  "Yes!" He cheered.  I laughed and hugged him back.  He pulled back and I smiled slightly uncomfortably.  "I'll never hurt you." He said.  I smiled and nodded.

Me and Ray were sitting on the couch talking when Frank sat down.  Ray made a cheesy joke and I laughed out loud.  "Ooh.  Mikey, Ray's stole your girl for sure." Frank said.  Ray shook his head and Mikey told Frank to shut up that me and him are only friend's.  "Ray and Brie aren't just friends." Gerard said.  "They're in love." Gerard whispered loudly.  "We started dating almost three hours ago we aren't in love." I told Gerard.  I knew I made a mistake saying that because when I looked at Ray he looked like he'd just been shot.  "Sorry Ray.  I just mean that I'm not totally in love with you. Like, I wouldn't marry you right away if you asked me. Like," I paused.  "You know what I mean." I sighed.  "Yeah." He mumbled.  Frank laughed at us so I threw a pillow at him.  Frank stuck his tongue out at me and Gerard pulled at his hair.  "Would you marry me if I asked in a few months?" Ray questioned quietly.  "Maybe a few years." I shrugged.  "Years?" He asked.  "Yes, year's." I softly laughed.  There was a hard knocking at the door.  Frank got up to go get it, surprisingly.  "Who are you?" I heard Frank ask.  "More like who are you." The familiar high pitched voice asked.  "Just shut the door Frank!" I shouted.  "Wait!" Alexis called.  I sighed and went over to the door.  "You can go sit back down." I told Frank.  "But I don't-"  "Frank come here I need to show you something!" Gerard said.  I stepped outside and closed the door.  "Why are you here again?" I asked.  "Mom is dying." She said quietly.  I stared at her wanting to not believe it, but her face said she wasn't lying.  "No, she can't be.  She's perfectly healthy." I said.  "She's dying slowly.  It has nothing to do with her health.  She's just dying." Alexis told me.  "She's at Mary Well's hospital if you want to go see her." She said.  "You're lying!" I said.  I believed her but I didn't.  "You're lying! Mom isn't dying, she can't!" I yelled.  "Fine.  Whatever. If she dies and you don't go see her, don't blame it on me."  She walked away.  I stood staring at the wall in front of me.  I squeezed my eyes shut and took a shaky deep breath.  I turned to go inside but when I grabbed the door handle I exploded.  Tears wouldn't stop falling, I was trying to breathe correctly but I couldn't with all the sobbing I was doing.  I fell to my knees in front of the door and sat there crying.  The door opened and someone knelt down.  They hugged me and tried to shush me.  It was Ray.  "It's okay." He whispered.  I pulled back from him, choking on tears.  "How the hell is it okay!  My mom is dying." I yelled at him.  I pushed him back and got up.  The boys were staring at me.  "You do cry." Frank said, like he was trying to cheer me up.  "Shut up you asshole!" I said.  I ran to my room and slammed the door. 

I stayed in my room for the rest of the day.  Ray tried to come in to apologise but I wouldn't let him.  Frank tried to apologise too but I cut him off by telling him to go away.  The only time I opened my door is when Gerard offered me blood.  "Brie," he said softly.  "I have some, uh, some of your drink. Do you want some?" He asked.  I walked over to the door and opened it enough to stick my arm out and grab the cup.  I heard him sigh when I didn't open the door all the way.  Mikey didn't bother me.  I didn't do anything but cry.  I tried reading but it's hard to read when everything is blurry.  I heard the boys shuffle around and their doors opening and closing.  I figured they were in bed.  I got up to get my phone because I left it on the coffee table.  I tip toed out but when I got it I heard  "Brie."   I turned around and saw Ray in the kitchen.  I stood and looked at him.  "I'm sorry." He whispered.  I shook my head trying to hold back tears.  "You're right. It's not okay." He said.  I failed at holding my tears back because I started to sob quietly.  He ran over to me and hugged me.  I hugged him back and cried into his chest.  He rubbed my back and repeatedly whispered "I'm sorry" into my ear.  I pulled away after a while and told him to go to bed.  He nodded and told me goodnight then went to bed.  I laid on my own bed and stared at the ceiling.  "Too much has happened today." I said out loud to myself.