Following The Red Gunned Road (my chemical romance)

Chapter 17

When we walked up the pathway to Gerard’s house, I felt so nervous to be meeting Donna and Donald for the first time. It was quite late when we got back to his house. When we got to the door, Gerard put one of his bags on the floor and reached into his pocket for the key. He pulled it out, put it in the keyhole and turned the knob. He pushed the door open and I looked inside, it was pitch black.

“Mum and dad are probably asleep” Gerard said as he also looked inside.

I looked around at him as he bent down to get his bag; I walked in behind him and followed him as he walked up the stairs. As we walked up the stairs, I saw loads of pictures pinned to the wall. Some of the whole family, some of Mikey and Gerard and some of just Mikey or Gerard. 

“Is that you?” I pointed to a picture of a little boy; he looked around 3 years old and he was sat in a cot and had a huge smile on his face.

“No, that’s Mikey” Gerard replied looking at the picture. I looked at him then back to the picture, “he looks so much like you”, I smiled and he smiled back. We then walked the rest of the way to Gerard’s bedroom. 

His room was so dark, he switched the light on but it didn’t make much difference. I looked around, there were loads of drawings on a desk in the corner of the room and loads pinned onto the walls. It looked like a Halloween room in there, with the statues and stuff that he had.

“Sorry about the mess”, Gerard said as he walked in, “I don’t usually get chance to clean up”.

I chuckled, “that’s okay” I said.

“Tomorrow, I’ll give you a tour around the house if you want, but right now I’m rather tired. What about you?”

“Yeah, and me, I’m knackered”

He walked over to the small sofa and pulled it out.

“Oh… a sofa bed” I smiled

“Yep”, he looked around at me, “where do you want to sleep? Bed or sofa bed?”

“I thought I was staying in Mikey’s room”

“You are, but I just need to sort it out first”

“Okay” I laughed, “I don’t mind where I sleep. Sofa bed is fine” 

“Okay” he smiled and stood up to walk over to his bed.

“Uh... Gerard…” I said as I climbed into the bed

“Yeah” he looked at me

“Why do you have a sofa bed in your room?”

“Oh, because sometimes Frank or someone stays around if we have been practicing or something and yeah, I’m not sharing a bed with them”

I laughed, “Oh right. Well, thanks for letting me stay here”

“Lisa, you have been like a daughter/sister to me these last few days and you’re VERY welcome”

I smiled up at him, “thanks Gerard” I said and he smiled back.

I turned around and laid my head down on the pillow. Sleep took over me immediately. 

I got woken up suddenly by my own scream. I jumped up and saw a small chihuahua rubbing against my feet.

“Whoa! Are you alright?!” Gerard said as he jumped up from hearing my scream. I stared down at the dog, Gerard noticed me looking so he done the same. 

“Oh, that’s Olivia” he said standing up and picking up the dog. I sat up against the side of my bed and didn’t say anything. Gerard giggled slightly.

“Are you okay with dogs?” he asked with a bit of concern in his voice.

I looked up at him; Olivia was sitting on Gerard’s lap falling to sleep slowly. This made me smile.

“Yeah, there fine. I just didn’t know you had a dog” I mumbled.

He laughed and looked down at the dog in his lap; she was no bigger than probably my head. “Yeah, I’ve had Olivia for as long as I can remember” he smiled and I smiled back. I stood up and walked over to sit by the side of Gerard on his bed. I ran my hand down the dogs back. “She’s cute” I smiled. 

“Yeah” he smiled back.

After a couple of minutes of stroking and playing with Olivia, Gerard stood up.

“I’m going to jump in the shower… are you okay here a bit?” he said.

“Yeah, I’m fine” I smiled at him.

He smiled back, “I won’t be long” he said and walked out, closing the door on his way out. When he left, I put Olivia onto the floor and explored the room. I looked down and realized I slept in my clothes last night. Eugh. So the first thing I done was got changed. I walked over to my bag and grabbed some jeans and a blue tank top. I got changed into them and ran a hairbrush quickly though my hair. I walked up to the desk and sat down on the small chair near it. I looked at his drawings on the table. There were loads of drawings of action figures with weird powers drawn onto them. I picked up a few drawings so I could see what was under them. I came across a drawing, it looked like a really cutely drawn bear, it was wearing a white top and had a red hat on, and around it it read, ‘the breakfast monkey’. I smiled as I saw this; I remember hearing and reading about the breakfast monkey sometimes.

After a while of admiring Gerard’s drawings, I suddenly spun around when I heard the door opening. A lady stood there; she had long frizzy blonde hair, she was kinda the same height as Gerard and she looked a little like him.

“Who are you?” she asked. Before I could answer, I heard Gerard behind her.

“Hi mum. That’s Lisa, she is the girl who I told you about, she is going to be staying with us” he said.

“Oh, okay”, she looked from Gerard to me, “welcome to the family dear. If you ever need anything don’t be shy to come to me” she said in a really kind and caring voice. 

“Thanks, Mrs. Way” I smiled.

“Oh please, call me Donna. ‘Mrs. Way’ makes me feel old” she laughed.

“Mum, you are old” Gerard said raising his eyebrows

“Oh, you’re so cheeky” she said and pinched his cheek; “I hope you can excuse my sons cheekiness” she said to me and I laughed, “anyway, I’ll be downstairs if you need me” she smiled and left. Gerard walked in and closed the door behind him. 

“Mothers, ey. They still treat you like you’re 5 years old even when your 30” He said and I laughed again.

“I see you spotted some of my drawings then” he said as he walked up to me

“Yeah, there really good” I replied turning around and looking at them again, “I have always admired your drawings”

“Thanks” he said as he picked up one, “I haven’t drawn in a while though”.

I looked at the drawing in his hand, it was an action figure, it had spikes coming out of him and he was holding a grenade.

“Why?” I asked

“Why, what?”

“Why don’t you draw anymore?”

“Because… well, I never really get the chance anymore”

“You have the time now” I smiled at him

“Yeah I do, but its coffee time” 

I laughed, “I agree”, I said and smiled

He laughed as well, “come on” he said. 

I put the drawings down on the desk and followed him downstairs.