My happy endings (A My Chemical Romance story), chapter 12
You're right Frank," I said ashamed.
"Come on, we better go to bed," Frank said as he began to head for the stairs.
"Frank," I said.
"Yeah."
"Thats helped a lot," I said approaching him.
"Lets just hope that wrist heals quick now."
I gave Frank a smile and we headed up the stairs and into our rooms. I got dressed into my night clothes and got into bed. I shut my eyes and drifted off to sleep. Something tells me tomorrow will be a very hard day.
*Next morning*
Gerard walked into my room and sat on the edge of my bed.
"Hey sugar. Are you gonna get up?" he asked.
I opened my eyes and let out a moan.
"You shouldn't ask you should tell because if you don't I can easily say no." I yawned.
"Okay then, get up." Gerard laughed then making a more serious point, "Don't worry about today."
"I won't," I said lying."I'm going to get ready so can you please leave?" I asked.
Gerard left the room and I pulled out a long black dress with black ribbons out of the wardrobe. I put it on as it fitted perfectly. Then got out a pair of black shoes with more ribbons that crossed right up my leg.
I went over to the dressing table and aplied some thin black eyeliner and black eye shadow. As I put down the eye brush I noticed that the badange and the previous scar from cutting showed. I opened the draw and it reaveled two black armwarmers. I put them on and it hid the marks easily. I brushed my hair and tied it back leaving a strang of hair in the side of my face.
I headed downstairs and everyone was on the couch waiting to go.
It was just gone 9 am. There was a sudden knock at the door. The hurse was here. I got up to awnser the door and Gerard followed. Everybody walked out of the door as they discovered that the hurse was here and we headed into the street.
I stood at the edge of the hurse which laided my beloved parents in the black coffins. Beautiful flowers was lead up against the coffins spelling Mum and Dad. Gerard walked up behind me and put his arms around me.
"You look beautiful," he said.
"Thanks," I said tearfully.
Gerard took my hand and lead me into the black limo parked behind the hurse. We got in and set off to the graveyard where the funeral was going to be held.
"Are you okay?" Mikey asked.
I looked down at my feet.
"I don't know. I have that feeling again," I said.
"What feeling?" Mikey asked.
"To cut," I sobbed.
"Just ignore.it. Hopefully you'll feel better after the funeral," Ray said.
"If you still get it after the funeral I'll take you out to walk it out," Frank said.
"Come on, we better go to bed," Frank said as he began to head for the stairs.
"Frank," I said.
"Yeah."
"Thats helped a lot," I said approaching him.
"Lets just hope that wrist heals quick now."
I gave Frank a smile and we headed up the stairs and into our rooms. I got dressed into my night clothes and got into bed. I shut my eyes and drifted off to sleep. Something tells me tomorrow will be a very hard day.
*Next morning*
Gerard walked into my room and sat on the edge of my bed.
"Hey sugar. Are you gonna get up?" he asked.
I opened my eyes and let out a moan.
"You shouldn't ask you should tell because if you don't I can easily say no." I yawned.
"Okay then, get up." Gerard laughed then making a more serious point, "Don't worry about today."
"I won't," I said lying."I'm going to get ready so can you please leave?" I asked.
Gerard left the room and I pulled out a long black dress with black ribbons out of the wardrobe. I put it on as it fitted perfectly. Then got out a pair of black shoes with more ribbons that crossed right up my leg.
I went over to the dressing table and aplied some thin black eyeliner and black eye shadow. As I put down the eye brush I noticed that the badange and the previous scar from cutting showed. I opened the draw and it reaveled two black armwarmers. I put them on and it hid the marks easily. I brushed my hair and tied it back leaving a strang of hair in the side of my face.
I headed downstairs and everyone was on the couch waiting to go.
It was just gone 9 am. There was a sudden knock at the door. The hurse was here. I got up to awnser the door and Gerard followed. Everybody walked out of the door as they discovered that the hurse was here and we headed into the street.
I stood at the edge of the hurse which laided my beloved parents in the black coffins. Beautiful flowers was lead up against the coffins spelling Mum and Dad. Gerard walked up behind me and put his arms around me.
"You look beautiful," he said.
"Thanks," I said tearfully.
Gerard took my hand and lead me into the black limo parked behind the hurse. We got in and set off to the graveyard where the funeral was going to be held.
"Are you okay?" Mikey asked.
I looked down at my feet.
"I don't know. I have that feeling again," I said.
"What feeling?" Mikey asked.
"To cut," I sobbed.
"Just ignore.it. Hopefully you'll feel better after the funeral," Ray said.
"If you still get it after the funeral I'll take you out to walk it out," Frank said.
