My happy endings (A My Chemical Romance story), chapter 7
Gerard and I sat on the sofa. There was an awkward silence lingering in the room. I hate awkward silence like this.
"What do you want to do?" I asked.
"Dunno. Tired." Frank sighed.
"Me too," I said.
"Maybe we should go to bed," Ray said.
"But if we do you guys will go home. Stay over," I complained.
"They can stay over," Gerard randomly stated.
I gave them a pleading smile. Frank, Ray and Bob nodded in approval.
"Guessing I better show you guys your rooms," Gerard said.
The guys stood up and began heading towards the stairs.
"You coming?" Frank asked.
"Too lazy," I replied.
Frank came over and stood next to the couch I was now laying across.
"Really?" Frank asked.
"Yeah," I smiled.
Frank leant over me and picked me up throwing me over his shoulder and running towards the stairs.
"Show me her room!" Frank shouted following Gerard and the other 3 guys up the stairs.
Gerard led us into my room and Frank threw me onto the bed.
"Thanks," I said to Frank.
"No problem," Frank said, "Gee, can you show us to our rooms now?"
"Yeah, night Steph," Gerard said.
The other guys said good night and left the room shutting the door behind them.
*Gerard's POV*
"That's your room Bob," I said as he went into the room, "That one there is yours Frank, that's yours Ray, and that's yours Mikey," I said pointing to each room.
They all said good night and walked down the opposite end of the hallway. I came past Steph's room. I opened the door slightly. She sat on the edge of her bed looking down at a small photo frame. I hadn't seen it before. Tears was bleeding from her eyes as she sobbed quietly. Steph looked up to see me slowly approaching her.
"What's wrong sugar?" I asked.
Steph didn't reply. She showed me the picture in the photo frame. It was her parents. Why is this affecting her so much? I pulled her into a tight hug. Steph put the photo frame back on the side unit beside her bed. I pulled the covers over her.
"You need to go to sleep," I said.
"I can't," Steph replied.
"I'll stay here to until you sleep, is that okay?" I asked.
"Yeah."
I gently stroked Steph's hair hoping she would go to sleep.
"So shut your eyes
Kiss me goodbye
And sleep
Just sleep
The hardest Part
Is letting go of
your dreams," I quietly sang to her over and over again until I heard light snoring.
Tears formed in my eyes. She was going through hell. So bad that I can't even imagine it. I just want to see her smile. All I could see in her smile was loneliness and pain. Even when she's happy. I want to make her happy. I looked down at her. Her wet tearstain face hurt. I didn't want to leave her in such a state. I lay down on the bed beside her and climbed under the covers. I wrapped my arms around her.
"Please, let me make you okay. I'll do anything to make sure you're happy," I whispered to her giving her a small kiss on the cheek.
"What do you want to do?" I asked.
"Dunno. Tired." Frank sighed.
"Me too," I said.
"Maybe we should go to bed," Ray said.
"But if we do you guys will go home. Stay over," I complained.
"They can stay over," Gerard randomly stated.
I gave them a pleading smile. Frank, Ray and Bob nodded in approval.
"Guessing I better show you guys your rooms," Gerard said.
The guys stood up and began heading towards the stairs.
"You coming?" Frank asked.
"Too lazy," I replied.
Frank came over and stood next to the couch I was now laying across.
"Really?" Frank asked.
"Yeah," I smiled.
Frank leant over me and picked me up throwing me over his shoulder and running towards the stairs.
"Show me her room!" Frank shouted following Gerard and the other 3 guys up the stairs.
Gerard led us into my room and Frank threw me onto the bed.
"Thanks," I said to Frank.
"No problem," Frank said, "Gee, can you show us to our rooms now?"
"Yeah, night Steph," Gerard said.
The other guys said good night and left the room shutting the door behind them.
*Gerard's POV*
"That's your room Bob," I said as he went into the room, "That one there is yours Frank, that's yours Ray, and that's yours Mikey," I said pointing to each room.
They all said good night and walked down the opposite end of the hallway. I came past Steph's room. I opened the door slightly. She sat on the edge of her bed looking down at a small photo frame. I hadn't seen it before. Tears was bleeding from her eyes as she sobbed quietly. Steph looked up to see me slowly approaching her.
"What's wrong sugar?" I asked.
Steph didn't reply. She showed me the picture in the photo frame. It was her parents. Why is this affecting her so much? I pulled her into a tight hug. Steph put the photo frame back on the side unit beside her bed. I pulled the covers over her.
"You need to go to sleep," I said.
"I can't," Steph replied.
"I'll stay here to until you sleep, is that okay?" I asked.
"Yeah."
I gently stroked Steph's hair hoping she would go to sleep.
"So shut your eyes
Kiss me goodbye
And sleep
Just sleep
The hardest Part
Is letting go of
your dreams," I quietly sang to her over and over again until I heard light snoring.
Tears formed in my eyes. She was going through hell. So bad that I can't even imagine it. I just want to see her smile. All I could see in her smile was loneliness and pain. Even when she's happy. I want to make her happy. I looked down at her. Her wet tearstain face hurt. I didn't want to leave her in such a state. I lay down on the bed beside her and climbed under the covers. I wrapped my arms around her.
"Please, let me make you okay. I'll do anything to make sure you're happy," I whispered to her giving her a small kiss on the cheek.
