Sarah's POV
"She died," Gerard croaks. It becomes silent. I clear my throat.
"Who?" I whisper and stare down at the table.
"Elena. My grandma Elena. " I says in a monotone then his voice cracks at his last word. I get up and hug him.
"I'm so sorry," I say. I hug him tightly and we stand there for a while. Mikey and Gerard had told me before how much their grandma meant to them. I knew she was sick but no this bad. She supported them and have them so much affection as they grew up.
"She died!" He yelps out on my neck. Heads spin and look at us weirdly. My heart drops when I let him go and look at his face. His face is all red and wet. Frank gets up and hugs Gerard and whispers something in his ear.
"I need a walk," Gerard says. He walks out. I look over at Mikey and he is frowning. I hug him tightly too.
"I'm sorry. I know how much Grandma Elena meant to you two. " he loosely wraps his arms around my waist. I let go and look at him.
"I'm just going home. Come on Frank. Bye Sarah," he says and chokes on a sob and holds it back. He starts to walk out but I grab his arm lightly.
"If you want to talk you know where I live and my phone number," I tell him and smile weakly. He nods and walks out. I sit back down slowly. I stare at the floor waiting for Gerard to come back. I recognize a guy walking to me. He must work here he has an apron on. He sits across from me.
"You remember me?" I cock my head. He does look familiar. "I'm Jacob. I talked to you last time you came here. "
"Oh!" I say and laugh a little. "Hey what's up," I ask and smile at him.
"Well nothing. Just bored. "
"Ah must be fun working here huh," I say sarcastically. He chuckles.
"Yeah. Look I need to get back to work here's my number if you want to hang out soon," he slips his number in my palm and walks away.
About thirty minutes later
I get up and leave. I sit in the car and slam my door shut. I ride home in silence. No music. I finally pull into my driveway. It's dark outside. I look at the clock when I walk into my house. 8:00. I walk to my bedroom and sit on my bed. I get Jacobs number and save it to my phone and throw it on my nightstand. I pick up my guitar and start strumming. Just random notes. My fingers dancing along the frets. I find a sound that sounds good. My ears perk up. I play the notes I just strummed. I nod and grab my notebook to write music in. I write down the notes. I start creating an entire song. It is a sad tone. A sad sound coming from my amp. I put down my guitar and look at what I created on my paper. I start writing my heart out. I look down to see that my lyrics are about Grandma Elena. I frown. I pick my guitar and start strumming. I sing along with the lyrics I wrote. I smile. I would show it to the Ways but I'm not sure. I scribble a title to my song. The top of the page I write in all caps 'SO LONG AND GOODNIGHT ' I put up my notebook and lay down and stare at the ceiling. I hear a knock on my door. I get up and look at the clock. 11:28. I get on my tip toes to look through the peep hole. Gerard. I open the door and let him in.
"Sarah," he mumbles. He smells of booze and cigarettes. I let him in. He hiccups.
"Gerard, what happened. " I ask and lead him to the couch and we sit.
"It's okay I'm sober now," he mumbles. He runs the back of his neck.
"Why aren't you with Mikey," I ask in concern. Did Mikey even know that his brother is okay? "Mikey is probably worried about you."
"I know," he says in a raspy voice. "I-I just didnt want him to see me like this. I should be comforting him! But I'm a fuck up. How am I suppose to comfort him if I can't calm down myself!" He yells and buries his head in his hands. I rub his back soothingly.
"I'll call to let him know that you're okay ," I whisper. I get up and call him.

Gerard's POV
Sarah gets up and calls him. I shake my head. I'm the worst. I need to comfort Mikey but I can't even get myself together. I want to be the brother that his little brother looks up to but how would look up to an alcoholic failure? I'm pretty sure I disappoint Mikey a lot. I need to get better but it's hard. I just wish Grandma was here. She would help me. A flash of memories of me as a kid with her plays in my head. I start to cry again. Why? Why us? What did I do to deserve this? I sit back and close my eyes and let my tears stream. I hear Mikey a the way over here through the phone. He sounds pissed. Sarah says bye and comes back. She sits next to me. She smiles weakly.
"Mikey just finished yelling." She chuckles lightly. "But he hopes that you will go home soon," she says. A part of me wants to stay here with Sarah. She's so nice and caring. Okay maybe I do like her. She's so pale and beautiful. I just want I kiss her pink lips sometimes. I know now wouldn't be a good time though. I smile at her.
"Feeling better?" She asks. I nod slowly. I do feel a little better than before. I just need more time to let it sink in I guess. Se gives me a quick hug and walks off. "I'm going to get dressed. I'll find you something to wear. " I nod and she scurries to her room. She comes back wearing black t shirt and shorts. She hands me some clothes. "Here you go, the bathroom is over there," she points to a room in the hall.
"Okay," I walk over there and get dressed once I close the door. I slip on her t shirt. It smells like coffee and roses. I smile. It's an oversize green day shirt at least it must be oversize for her it fits me perfectly. I slip on some black pj pants. They are a little short but hey they are cozy. They squeeze my butt though. It must be girl pants. I sigh and walk out.
"Hey thanks for everything," I say and smile.
"Youre welcome, you know I'm always there for you Gee," she says and smiles.I nod and sit with her.

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