Picking up the Pieces

I opened my eyes and looked around the room. I could tell I was on someone's couch. It was soft, plush. There was a slight rip on the right arm. "Sadie, You awake, angel?'' said someone. Who said that? Where am I? What's going on? What's happening to me? "Hello?'' I spoke out. "Yes?" said the person playfully. ''Who's there?'' I said. "Cutie pie, it's me.'' replied the mystery man. "Me, who? What's your name?" "Calm down, sweetie. It's me, Gerard." Oh, thank god it was him and not Frank. Did he bring me from the hospital to his house? "Hello Gerard, Where am I?" I asked. I still couldn't see him, I could barely see 2 feet in front of me. I heard Gerard's footsteps trail towards the couch. The cushion caved in so that means he sat down on the couch. I felt his thick arms pull me up from the lying position I was previously in. "Honey, can you see me?" Why was he being so nice to me? My vision quickly returned to normal. "Um, yes I can see you." Gerard's face was paler than ever. Why did he have to be so cute? The shy smile on his lips, his jet black hair, his thin, little lips, they all add up to make his appearance extraordinary. He pulled me to his waist and sat on his lap, staring at him. I hope he didn't mind. "Gerard, we are we?" I asked him. He laid down on the couch arm placed me under his arm. When we were both laying down, he spoke. "It's been a day, you were released yesterday. I don't trust Frank, so this is where we are now. My house. Just me-" he stopped to lean down and kiss my cheek "..and you." He had just kissed my cheek! His warm lips on my cold cheek was a good sensation "So..." he sighed "..what do you wanna do now?"

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