What Do I Do, My Angel?

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Gerard stared down at the bottle in his hand. Blue and red. He sat on the edge of the bath and thought hard. Was he really going to do this?

Gerard placed the little bottle on the sink and thought over reasons to not do it. A short list. Mikey and Frank. That was about it.

He shoved his hands through his hair and sighed. He picked up the little bottle again and turned it over in his hands. Hmm....

Gerard stood up and grabbed his sketchbook. Picking up a pencil, he started scrawling words across the page. He had decided. This was happening....

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The sketchbook open on his bed, Gerard sat down on the cold tiles of the bathroom floor. He opened the small bottle with a loud 'clack' and poured out a handful.

"the red ones make me fly...the blue ones help me fall..." Gerard threw the pills into his mouth and swallowed. He lay down and curled up, waiting for the pills to work. Not long now and no-one would have to worry about him anymore....

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I feel bad giving you a cliffhanger.....oh well...

still love you all, so hopefully you can all forgive me? *puppy dog eyes*

~Stevie <33

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