Desolation Row

He kept me against the wall for at least 10 minutes. The more I tried to push him off the closer and harder he pushed. What was he even doing, I'm supposedly a stranger to him but here he is acting like we've known each other for so long. Oh god who am I kidding he's not that dumb. He probably knows, then he'll tell the guys, then they'll know, then I'll be screwed.

A few awkward minutes later he got off me but forced me to sit on the bed
"i wanna talk 'helena' if thats your real name" Ah fuck no please for the love of god don't bring it up.

"NO DON'T FUCKING GO IN" Before he could open his mouth to speak. He was interrupted by Bonnie yelling followed by really loud footsteps running up the stairs.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP BONNIE"

Nonononono For fucks sake that cant be him. It's bad enough that I have one of them here already, practically interrogating me.

But of course, as always I am wrong and the person that I was dreading to see barged through the door.
"GOD BONNIE HE'S HERE WHY COULDN'T YOU JUS-"

Soooo, here I am. Sitting on my bed early in the morning with, Gerard on my bed, a devastated looking Frank standing by my door and a terrified looking Bonnie behind him. Oh my life's just fucking great

Notes

super duper short chapter bc I'm lazy and its Gerards birthday