Make Me Really Smile, Again.

Gerard's POV

I'm worried about Rocky, I haven't seen or heard from her since Saturday when she ran out of my house, crying, and went to her to her appointment. That was five days ago. I need to make sure she was ok, so this morning I told my mom I was feeling like shit and she called the school, told them I was sick, then left. Mikey and our mom was all the family I had so I could sneak out and check up on Rocky.

I slipped on some black skinny jeans, a white t-shirt, and a black hoodie and slipped out the door heading over to Rocky's place I've seen her come out of ever since I started hanging out with her. I knock on the door softly and wait for someone to answer.
"Who is it?" A woman said from behind the door. It wasn't Rocky the voice wasn't deep and velvety enough to be Rocky's voice. i cleared my throat and spoke up.
"Hi, I'm Gerard a friend of Rocky's," I said sweetly as I heard two clicks of unlocking. A woman opened up the door, she had the same face as Rocky except the noses, eye sizes, eye and hair color but every thing else was pretty much the same, she was young but older than Rocky and I.
"Please, go talk to Rocky she won't let Maricella or me into her room, she hasn't even ate in four days, please I beg of you, I need her back she's all I have in life and I can't lose her," she begs me, tears rolling down her cheeks quickly.
"Show me her room, and I'll fix this, none of us wants to lose her," I calmly said to the crying woman who I'm guessing is Rocky's mom. She nodded wiping away tears and walking me down the hallway.
"I must go to work now but please, just get me my baby girl back," she whispered giving me a hug a leaving the house. She's known me for about. What? Two minutes? And she's leaving me in a house alone with her pregnant sixteen year old daughter.

I knock my my knuckles against the wooden door and wait for Rocky's sweet voice to answer. "Go away, ma," she said, "I told you I don't wanna talk."
"It's not your mother," I said opening the door slightly, peaking in the room. Rocky sat on the bed her fingers tangled in her messy hair and her knees at her chest.
"Gee..." Her voice trailed off. I took that as an invitation to come on in. I walk in the room keep my eyes on her. If you guys didn't know I've been in love with Rocky for about a year ago when she moved to this neighborhood but I just started actually talking to her the day she ran into me.

I sat on the bed next to her. I asked the two questions I have been wondering since Monday. "Why'd you run out of my house? And more importantly where the fuck have you been?"
"Gee... I-I'm h-having... T-t-twins," she hesitated saying 'twins' like she was terrified of saying the one simple world. i was scared for her in that moment. I mean I was already scared for her when she told me she was pregnant with her rapists baby but now I'm even more scared for her because she's having two of his babies. If i had the guts to actually talk to her a year ago maybe none of this would've happened to Rocky. I thought to myself.
"Rocky... I'm so sorry... you didn't deserve to get pregnant with whoever rapped you's baby... and you sure as hell don't deserve to have two of his babies..." I said having nothing else to say besides that. I stood up, lift her to where she was standing on the bed (she was now the same height as me that was how low her bed sunk), and pull her into a hug.
"Gerard, I ran out of your basement because Bob's my rapist," she whispered queitly. My face turned red with steaming anger and my eyes went wide.

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Notes

MY GIRLFRIEND (Meira) JUST BOUGHT ME AN MCR BUTTON!!!!!!!!!! But anyway see ya guys Wednesday!! (No, I'm not a lesbian, I'm bisexual!)


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