*1 week later*

Charlotte's P.O.V

I've been feeling a lot better now, I mean as in like before the coma better. I think it might have put my anxiety to rest now. I grabbed my coffee from the pretty lady at Starbucks and pulled my keys out of my bag. "Have a nice day Charlie" The lady called after me. "You too sweet heart" I replied while walking out of the store. I unlocked my 1967 Chevrolet Impala and switched the car on. Pulling out of the parking space and cruising down the main road to DC.

My whole week was spent with either Ray, Mikey or Frank. Sometimes Chelsea would come over, she'd bring Oliver and we'd have a couple of glasses of whiskey and sing karaoke. It was sweet, I knew what they were doing though. I was never alone, always had to have someone over. At first I thought it was normal, that was until Mikey and Ray were deciding which of them should stay for the night. They didn't think I was okay, I mean the whole thing about Gerard and his... perfect girlfriend. I didn't care though. I mean of course I don't. He has a life and I'm happy he's living it. I haven't been in contact with him, I haven't seen him around, which I'm happy about.

I parked into my car space, it was literally dedicated to me. A sign was there and everything. First day of work! I got the whole week off. I guess it says something under the big rule book, 'If in coma, take a week off work *ding*'. Sound effects and everything. I strolled inside, taking a massive gulp of my coffee and giving a tiny wave to the receptionist. She smiled and pressed a button, opening the elevator door for me. "Thank you" I jogged quickly into the awaiting travel machine and pressed the button for the 3rd floor.

A song was playing in the elevator. I think it was... Blink 182? I smiled faintly and hummed to the familiar music. "Bite your lips, your words a robbery. Do you grin inside? You're killing me. All along we talked of forever, I kind of think that we won't get better..." I sung quietly. I then sighed. The elevator made a loud chime and the buzz of my office area filled the tiny space I was in. "Good to have you back Charlotte" a random lady told me while passing by. "Thank you?" I rubbed my neck as I walked through the mess of people.

"Where is that god damn 'Green lantern' comic?" Bennie shouted. Here we go. I went into his office and plopped down into one of his seats. "Good morning Bennie!" I grinned and he smiled. "Good morning to you to. How are you feeling?" He actually seemed concerned. "Fine. What can I do to help?" I asked, playing with a Rubik cube that was on his desk. His hand snatched it out of mine and he shook his head. "I just fixed this back to it's colours" He stated. "Oh, sorry" I apologized and got off the seat. "Could you possibly work on super man?" He asked while I looked at the photo frames on his wall. "Um... Yeah sure I guess. Just hand me the story and I'll sketch a design" I smiled, spinning around to face him.

His eyes changed a little, I didn't know what emotion it was. He bit his lip and nodded before looking down, his hands braced on the arm rests. "Are you okay Bennie?" I asked. He looked a little funny. "Yeah... I- uh. Can I...? Screw it" He got off the chair and speed walked to me. I froze in my spot. He grabbed my waist and held my face as he placed his lips on mine. That sounded like a lyric. I didn't know what to do... it felt weird and kind of awkward. I let him kiss me and he stepped back. I raised my eyebrows and he squinted his eyes. "Nothing?" He asked me.

I shook my head. "Neither..." He sighed and I giggled. He smiled at me and I scratched my head. "That didn't happen, okay?" He said and I laughed harder. "Yeah, it didn't" I agreed and strutted out of his office. "Tomorrow morning, Superman. Okay Charlotte" He reminded me and I stuck my head back into his office. "Yes sir" I saluted him and he shook his head at me.

Well at least he won't try it again. I felt content as I went to Chelsea's office. I opened the door, a grin on my face. "Hey Chels- oh my god!" I cupped my mouth and my eyes bugged out. Chelsea wasn't alone. A blushing Oliver had her up against a wall. "I'm so so so sorry!" I backed out of the office and closed the door. Holy shit! My cheeks felt red and hot. "Wear protection!" I yelled through the door. I creeped into my office, across the hallway. I closed the door and sighed. "I swear this is Deja vu" a voice echoed through my office. My eyes snapped open. There on the couch in my office was Gerard.

I didn't move. I thought that if I became an awkward statue, he would disappear. "Charlie?" He held in laughter. "No. Out. Out! Now!" I opened the door and he frowned. "I need to talk to you though" He whined. "Out! Before I call security" I growled. What the hell is he doing here? "It's business. I came here to ask you something" He got off the chair and came towards me, closing the door and facing me. My body changed to a cold temperature. We locked eyes, I didn't want to look away but my brain forced me too. I sat at my desk. "Take a seat then" I pointed to the chair in front of my desk. He smiled and sat down.

"What the hell do you want?" I said, straightening a pile of sketches and flipping open a new sketch book. "Well, I'm writing a new comic book... I was wondering if you could do the art work for it?" He asked, he sounded pretty hopeful. I stopped what I was doing and lifted my gaze to his face. "You want me to draw your comic up?" What the hell is he thinking? There are more amazing artists in this office then me. "Yeah. I like the way you draw, it has a more emotional side to just lines on paper" He folded his hands in his lap. I swallowed the lump in my throat. "I'm sorry Mr. Way, but I must decline your offer" I looked away from his face, placing the old Harley Quinn sketches in my desk. It was silent, I could feel his eyes burning into my face.

"Okay. I'm sorry to have bothered you Miss Holmes" He said coldly and exited my office. I stared after him, my heart breaking. It felt like he ripped my heart out and left with it. My door slowly closed and my eyes began to water. Don't you dare cry Charlotte. I closed my eyes and pursed my lips. The tears poured down my cheek. I love him okay. I do. I sobbed into my hands and rested my head on my desk. I was a mess, I was just getting better too. I lost control of myself and wiped my desk clear. Everything smashing to the ground. I saw the photo of myself and Frank and cried harder. I curled up into a ball and cried into my arms.

I never really had a good cry like this in a while. I then cried at the thought of him with another girl. They'd be kissing, hugging, doing cute thing and cuddling together. Me? I was alone. I was all ALONE. I had to have someone over for Christ's sake. I clenched my fists and cried harder. What is wrong with me? Gerard has his own life. I have mine. I have to move on.

***

I called Frank, I didn't dare tell him what happened. It would tear their friendship apart. I didn't want that for the fans. It turns out that Frank, Mikey and Ray are going on tour soon. Ray wants me to come with them. I'm not sure if I should though. I mean Gerard will be there... It would be weird, Right?

Notes

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