Aww Pickles, My Neighbor is A Hottie
Six Years Later
***Karie's POV***
I laid in the same bed that I laid in the night high school ended. I had no friends that night and it seemed to carry on. I sighed and rolled over to check my phone. I wanted to text Cece or Ashley, but every time I did they ignored me. I sat up and got out of bed. I had no job, no college education, and truthfully barley any high school information. I wanted to go to college, but I was to stupid to even get into one. The only way I made money was doing stupid chores for my neighbors who didn't seem to like me that much. They would make me mow the lawn or wash the car. There was something called a car-wash for that stuff. Duh. I also had to sell my beautiful car. My baby was gone because I couldn't get a fucking job. Do you know what that means? That means I have to ride a bike. My parents wouldn't help me out to much either. They would tell me that I needed to learn how to live. I can learn how to live when I get a job. They did let me eat and sleep at the house still.
"Karie you have to go to Mrs. Way's house again." My mom screamed up the stairs. I despised that house. It wasn't like Gerard was there, but it was awkward. Mrs. Way did not know what happened to Gerard and I when I asked him out though. She thought we were friends. I thanked God that he went off to college with his brother. No one needed to know our little hatred for each other. I got up and got dressed. I had changed my style a bit after high school. I threw on a white tee-shirt with black jeans and my blue vans. I put on very light makeup and brushed my hair. I dyed my hair blond in high school, but changed it back to my normal chocolate brown.
"Mom, I'm leaving." I grabbed my waffle out of the toaster and went to the Way household. I knocked on the door and waited for Mrs. Way. She opened the door and smiled. I smiled back. She invited me inside.
"Hi Karie." She said as I grabbed the broom.
"Hello Mrs. Way. What do you need done today?" I asked politely.
"Can you clean Gerard's room. It is the second one to the left upstairs. Oh, and Mikey's too. They are coming to visit." She giggled in glee. I smiled and nodded. Oh great, I had to clean a room that I had never entered. Now that I think about it, it's been six years. How messy could his room be? I walked into his room. It was cramped, well cramped for me. I started with the bed. I made the bed. His bedspread was plain white. Then I went to his desk which was over-crowded with papers. I pushed them together and put them on the side. The top paper was a drawing. It was an amazing drawing. I sat on his chair and went through the drawings. No wonder he got into art school.
"Amazing right?" I dropped all the papers when I heard Mrs. Way. Jump scares piss me off. I got down and tried to organize them.
"Yes, he is amazing...at drawing." I answered. Mrs.Way walked over and helped me as well.
"He is so talented. I don't understand why he got bullied. I heard a girl mortally embarrassed him." She sighed. Of course she mentions me. I wonder if she actually knew it was me and was acting like she didn't. I felt like shit now. How could I sit here knowing Mrs. Way hated me. I could never let her find out.
"I feel bad. He didn't deserve it." I was begging that she didn't know it was me. She nodded and stood up. I did as well. She handed me the papers and left. She so knew I denied him and now I was going to have to sit here and accept that. I cleaned the rest of the house.
***
"Mom can we move. Like soon." I said as soon as I entered the house.
"You can move. Out of this house." She said with a snobby tone.
"Bitch." I mumbled under my breath. She turned, but didn't say anything. I rolled my eyes and headed into the kitchen. I grabbed my phone begging for a call from Cece and Ashley. Nothing. Whatever. I decided to call my dad. My parents were divorced and I only saw my dad over the summer so I missed him. He didn't up. Of course he didn't. I had no idea what to do now considering I finished work and there was nothing else for me to do. I decided to go on Twitter. I ignored it most of the time. I got on to see many tweets about bullshit that was going on. I scrolled through the timeline. Nothing good, well nothing until I saw his name.
'OMG Gerard Way is coming to my town! Guys!' I read. I questioned it. I didn't know who the crap this person was and why Gerard going to her town was such a big deal. I clicked on her profile and saw the words 'MCR' everywhere. What have I been missing. Most of her tweets were to Gerard or I think they were. I clicked on Gerard's profile to see his profile picture. He was skinny and fucking attractive. I laughed. How could this be the Gerard I knew?
It wasn't. Was it?
I laid in the same bed that I laid in the night high school ended. I had no friends that night and it seemed to carry on. I sighed and rolled over to check my phone. I wanted to text Cece or Ashley, but every time I did they ignored me. I sat up and got out of bed. I had no job, no college education, and truthfully barley any high school information. I wanted to go to college, but I was to stupid to even get into one. The only way I made money was doing stupid chores for my neighbors who didn't seem to like me that much. They would make me mow the lawn or wash the car. There was something called a car-wash for that stuff. Duh. I also had to sell my beautiful car. My baby was gone because I couldn't get a fucking job. Do you know what that means? That means I have to ride a bike. My parents wouldn't help me out to much either. They would tell me that I needed to learn how to live. I can learn how to live when I get a job. They did let me eat and sleep at the house still.
"Karie you have to go to Mrs. Way's house again." My mom screamed up the stairs. I despised that house. It wasn't like Gerard was there, but it was awkward. Mrs. Way did not know what happened to Gerard and I when I asked him out though. She thought we were friends. I thanked God that he went off to college with his brother. No one needed to know our little hatred for each other. I got up and got dressed. I had changed my style a bit after high school. I threw on a white tee-shirt with black jeans and my blue vans. I put on very light makeup and brushed my hair. I dyed my hair blond in high school, but changed it back to my normal chocolate brown.
"Mom, I'm leaving." I grabbed my waffle out of the toaster and went to the Way household. I knocked on the door and waited for Mrs. Way. She opened the door and smiled. I smiled back. She invited me inside.
"Hi Karie." She said as I grabbed the broom.
"Hello Mrs. Way. What do you need done today?" I asked politely.
"Can you clean Gerard's room. It is the second one to the left upstairs. Oh, and Mikey's too. They are coming to visit." She giggled in glee. I smiled and nodded. Oh great, I had to clean a room that I had never entered. Now that I think about it, it's been six years. How messy could his room be? I walked into his room. It was cramped, well cramped for me. I started with the bed. I made the bed. His bedspread was plain white. Then I went to his desk which was over-crowded with papers. I pushed them together and put them on the side. The top paper was a drawing. It was an amazing drawing. I sat on his chair and went through the drawings. No wonder he got into art school.
"Amazing right?" I dropped all the papers when I heard Mrs. Way. Jump scares piss me off. I got down and tried to organize them.
"Yes, he is amazing...at drawing." I answered. Mrs.Way walked over and helped me as well.
"He is so talented. I don't understand why he got bullied. I heard a girl mortally embarrassed him." She sighed. Of course she mentions me. I wonder if she actually knew it was me and was acting like she didn't. I felt like shit now. How could I sit here knowing Mrs. Way hated me. I could never let her find out.
"I feel bad. He didn't deserve it." I was begging that she didn't know it was me. She nodded and stood up. I did as well. She handed me the papers and left. She so knew I denied him and now I was going to have to sit here and accept that. I cleaned the rest of the house.
***
"Mom can we move. Like soon." I said as soon as I entered the house.
"You can move. Out of this house." She said with a snobby tone.
"Bitch." I mumbled under my breath. She turned, but didn't say anything. I rolled my eyes and headed into the kitchen. I grabbed my phone begging for a call from Cece and Ashley. Nothing. Whatever. I decided to call my dad. My parents were divorced and I only saw my dad over the summer so I missed him. He didn't up. Of course he didn't. I had no idea what to do now considering I finished work and there was nothing else for me to do. I decided to go on Twitter. I ignored it most of the time. I got on to see many tweets about bullshit that was going on. I scrolled through the timeline. Nothing good, well nothing until I saw his name.
'OMG Gerard Way is coming to my town! Guys!' I read. I questioned it. I didn't know who the crap this person was and why Gerard going to her town was such a big deal. I clicked on her profile and saw the words 'MCR' everywhere. What have I been missing. Most of her tweets were to Gerard or I think they were. I clicked on Gerard's profile to see his profile picture. He was skinny and fucking attractive. I laughed. How could this be the Gerard I knew?
It wasn't. Was it?
aww noo! this was my fav fan fic D: hope you get more ideas! <3
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