The Silver Lining

I woke up. My dread immediately filled me again and I clenched the blanket against my body. I tried to quietly cry, but failed miserably as I shook from the pain in my sobs.

I heard a loud thud and I knew someone was coming. I immediately stopped crying and scooted into the corner of the couch in fear.

Gerard came into the room and saw me. He scowled although I could see the concern and hurt in his eyes before I pulled the blanket over my head and pulled my knees up as far as they could go and let the sobs shake my body again.

I heard a sigh and footsteps. After a few seconds of silence I thought he had walked somewhere else on the bus and since the air under my blanket had become stale and hot I pulled the blanket off my face. Gerard hadn't left, but had come closer to me and was standing over me with his arms crossed. His face was trying to conceal the hurt in his eyes with anger.

"I-I'm sorry." I said, looking down at Ray's pretty plain blanket. I felt sorry for stealing his blanket. And his life.

"L-" he started. I could hear the strain in his voice as he held back his tears. "Lola, you just should have told me when you found out. It makes me feel pretty stupid to have flaunted off a baby as mine when it's not."

I sighed and looked up at him. "I know. I should have told you sooner." I sighed "And about Frank-"

"Lola." Gerard said sternly and I backed into the corner more in fright. He was really fucking pissed. "Lola," he untensed his shoulders. "I'm sorry for snapping at you yesterday. Frank admitted to me that he was the one that came onto you."

"I-I'm sorry." The tears had never stopped, but seemed to pick up and I whimpered as softly as I could, holding back sobs.

"Oh, Lola." Gerard looked at his feet. "What are you going to do?"

I was shocked at his question. The fact that it hadn't occurred to me before wasn't the problem, but the fact that he said 'you' and not 'we'. "Gerard, do you still love me?"

He he stared at me in silence for a few minutes before coming and sitting beside me on the couch I had slept on. "Lola. I don't know. Do you even love me anymore?"

I let out a soft sob at his question and tucked myself back into the corner more. "G-Gerard, I-I don't even know w-what to say." I let out a loud sob. "T-The only person on the bus that didn't say he loved me is M-Mikey."

"Lo." He interrupted the silence that had previously fallen in the room. "You have to pick between us eventually. I'll be with you on whatever decision you make."

I looked up to him and saw he had let a few tears slip from his eyes. I pulled him into a hug and clung to his chest like a small child. He was tense and unsure at first but he eased into it and relaxed with a sigh.

Notes

Short. Just like me and Frank.

anyways, love you all.