Saturday. Fuck. It's Thursday, Thursday night to be extact, that have me less then two days to get ready. I may wear pants almost everyday but I still had to do my nails, get a dress, wax, do my hair, and come up with a honeymoon.

i looked over at the clock and it told me it was 6pm, I think I can squeeze in a nail appointment before tomorrow. I picked up my phone to call frank to see if he wanted to come with me.

"What?" He asked.

"We'll aren't you a ray of sunshine, I'm gonna go get my nails done wanna come?" I asked.

"Did you not here me 20 minutes ago, I said I wanted to have sex with my husband."

"Your a dick."

"Pointing out what I like isn't gonna help you.@ he said then giggled.

"Gerard and I are gonna elope on Satueday, at least come dress shopping with me?" I pleaded.

"Really!? Okay I'll go with you tomorrow, now if you don't mind I'm gonna put my-" I hung up on him before he got the chance to finish.

"Motherfucker!!" Gerard yelled from the kitchen.

"What?" I asked as I came out of our room and into the kitchen.

He turned around and I saw his forearm was bright pink. He was gripping it in pain, I looked over to the stove where he was and I saw a pan on high heat with something boiling in it. Oil.

He had just gotten burned with oil. I looked to his face and he was trying to hold back a scream, but he let out a huff in pain. I sighed and quickly turned off the pan before I also got burned and picked up his car keys, I tugged at his shirt and started for the door.

"Where are we going?" He asked as he wrapped his arm in a towel.

"To the E.R you just got a huge oil burn, someone needs to look at that." I said and went down to the parking lot.

He tried to get in the drivers seat but I pushed him to the other side of the car, he muttered under his breath something about if I drove we'd both end up in the E.R. I ignored that.

When we had gotten there the doctor said it wasn't that bad but he wanted us to wait so he could look at it. We say in the waiting room for about 20 minutes. I hated it. In fact I hated hospitals, they reminded me too much of Sarah, I tried to ignore it by thinking of something else but my leg kept shaking.

"I hate this place." Gee said.

"Me to." I said shaking my leg even more.

"I'm not that bad, let's just go." He said.

"No you need it," My stomach growled, "Ugh, I want food!"

"So do I, hence why I was cooking, or trying to cook." He laughed and so did I.

By then the doctor came out and bandaged Gee up and we grabbed some take-out and went home. Gee went somewhere while I put the food on plates and and got dinner ready. I noticed he wasn't in the living room. I was heading to the bedroom to see of he was there bit I stopped in the hallway.

The nursery door was open, we always kept it closed. I walked in to see Gerard standing in front of the crib. I guess heheaed me because he looked up at me. When I saw his face my heart broke.

Its one thing to see a girl crying but when a man did it... It's something else. Tears were running down his face fast, I walked over to him and pulled him into a hug and he cried into me. I couldn't help but cry to.

"I'm sorry." He said a few minutes later when he got his tears to stop.

"Why?" I asked wiping my own.

"You've been doing so good lately and then where's me who's crying."

"I'm glad your crying it means you still care."

"I will always care."

Notes

Guys I know this is short and kinda sad. A dew months ago my best friends mom died and today in class we were watching a movie and she leans over to me and whispers "this is the last movie I watched with my mom." And then she starts crying so I pulled her outside and let her cry on me and I cried to and this was all about an hr ago and I'm still all ready about it.

till next we meet my killjoys.