Fifty Shades of Way

***Ivy's POV***

I got to the his door, and slightly turned the knob, finding it unlocked. Weird. I quietly stepped into the house, trying to make as little noise as possible.

"Gerard?" I called.

"In here." I hear from the kitchen. I close the door behind me, and and head towards the direction of his voice. Once I entered the room, he looked at me with tear stained eyes, flashing me a weak smile.

"G-Gerard? What's wrong?" I rushed over to him. His state was something I couldn't describe.

"I need you, Ivy." he sobbed, clutching onto my shirt.

"Gerard, tell me what's wrong." I looked at him with confused eyes, as he cried onto my shoulder. Something's not fucking right.

"She's gone!" he yelled, clutching on me even tighter. Almost as if his life depended on it.

"Who's gone?"

"H-H-Helena. My g-grandma." he sobbed. I closed my eyes, and nodded my head.

"Is this why you weren't in today?" I stroked his knotted hair. He just nodded, before staring into my eyes.

"I called you here because I need you. I just needed to talk to you, to hear your voice. You're the only one in this world that could help me, Ivy. I just need you here with me. Please." I nodded my head, and held him close. I've never seen him like this. He seems so lost, so broken. He looked like at any minute, he'll just crack, and break inot a million pieces. "I'm sorry if you had no one to eat at lunch with today." he whispered.

"Shh. Don't apologize. I was fine."

"Did Danny, and the girls give you any trouble?"

"N-No." I lied

"Ivy, don't lie to me. What did they do." I sighed. It's impossible to lie to this guy.

"I'll talk about it later, okay? I'm not here to talk about my troubles. I'm here to help you out." he sighed, and nodded. I was right, and he knew it.

"She did everything for me, Ivy. She taught me so much. Inspired me to do greatness. And now, it's all over." he whispered.

"It's not over, Gerard. She may be gone, but her message isn't. " I took a deep breath. "When did you find out?"

"Last night." he sighed. I nodded my head.

"Have you eaten anything today?" I asked, changing the subject. He looked paler than usual, so I figured the answer was no. He shook his head. I sighed, and got up.

"What are you doing?" he furrowed his eyebrows.

"Making you a sandwich. You look like you could use it." he frowned, but nodded.

"Everything will be okay, Gee. I promise."

"Gee?"

"Oh. Uhm. I-I'm sorry. If you don't want me to call you that, I underst-"

"No, no. It's perfectly fine. It's just that my family usually calls me that, so I was surprised to hear you say it"

"Oh. Do you not want me to call you that?"

"No, Ivy. It's fine. Trust me. I actually like hearing you call me that." he smiled for probably the first time all day. I flashed him a warm smile back, and headed to his fridge, grabbingthe things he wanted on the sandwich.

"Do you think you're gonna be in school tomorrow?"

"I don't think so, Ivy."

"Okay, good. I'll stay here with you then."

"Ivy, no. You have to go to school, I'll be fine."

"No, Gee. You're obviously not fine. I wanna help you. Just like you've helped me in the bathroom. Now it's my turn. I'll be here by 8am tomorrow morning, and I'll stay with you all day, okay?"

"Ivy, please. Go to school. I know you'll be bored staying with me all da-"

"There's no changing my mind once it's set. You should know that by now. Now no more discussion on that. Eat." I said, handing him the sandwich. He glared at me before taking a bite.

"This is really good." he mumbled, not looking up from his plate. I giggled, and sat down next to him, patting his back. "You really don't need to do all this. I just needed someone to talk to, that's all."

"Well this is what you're getting. You don't like it, too bad." I smirked.

"You can only stay with me tomorrow though. I probably won't be in for the rest of the week, but I can't have you missing a whole week just to keep me company."

"Gerard. I'm staying with you until I know you're okay, and ready to go back to work."

"Ivy, I'm the adult here, and I'm telling you what you need to do."

"Yes, but may I remind you, you're the one that called me here. I'm doing you a favor. Just let me stay with you."

"Ivy Wilde, you're too fucking much, you know that? I just can't win with you." he said, with a small smirk.

"I know. Now finish your sandwich. If you're like me, which you are, I know the one thing that could help you right now even more than I can."

"And what would that be?" he groaned.

"Music, you idiot." I giggled. "Now let's go get as many CD's as we can carry." I grabbed him by the arm, and dragged him to the car.

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