Desolation Row

*Bonnie's POV*

"What do you want Frank" Why the flippity fuck was he here. I'm sure as hell Roxy does not want to see him.
"Still a bitch I see" Jeez what did Roxy even like about him
"listen short shit, I need to go to the mall so just fuck off for now"
"whatever just let me get Gerard"
"he's not here"
"yeah he is I saw him walk in"
"no he's not"
"Look he just sent a text saying he's here"
"I'm the only one in this house"
"Then who's moving upstairs retard? a fucking ghost"
Oh fuck, I can't let him go in. If he sees Roxy shits going to go down. She'll start crying and then I'd just be standing with a pathetic attempt to comfort her. And I don't know what the fuck he was talking about. Gerard wasn't here, I didn't let anyone in this morning and neither did Roxy. She probably just woke up or something.

"ugh dud-" He pushed me out the way and ran inside, I started running after him but he was already too far up the stairs. How is he even running so fast, for fucks sake I'm wayy taller than him and I'm considered short.

"NO! FR- DON'T FUCKING GO IN" annnnndddddd he's in her room.

"GOD BONNIE HE'S HERE WHY COULDN'T YOU JUST FU-"

I finally caught up to him but he was already staring into the room, his eyes locked with Roxy's. I looked in and there was Gerard sitting on her bed. What was he doing here? From the looks of it Roxy just woke up so it couldn't have been her who let him in. She was supposed to be standing at least 10 meters away from them. anything closer and they'd know it was her unless they're bloody stupid.

"rox-....."
"no Frank stop, it's not her" Oh I was right, he is bloody stupid.
"but-"
"NO FRANK JUST STOP IT OKAY. SHE'S DEAD, SHE DOESN'T LOVE ANY OF US, THAT'S WHY SHE LEFT. AND EVEN IF SHE ISN'T DEAD, SHE'S FAR FROM HERE. CAN YOU JUST GET OVER HER ALREADY."

Woah there calm down that was fucking harsh. Roxy just stood there in utter shock, well who wouldn't be right. She's been running from them for the past two years, she had to change her hair, name, attitude and now all that hard work is pointless. I feel really sorry for her, she's such an amazing girl no one deserves this, especially not her.

"NO GERARD I CANT FUCKING GET OVER HER. YOU FUCKING HELPED HER WHEN I FUCKED UP, YOU WERE THE ONE WHO WAS SUPPOSED TO HELP HER. SHE FUCKING LOVED YOU OKAY. CAN YOU JUST AT LEAST PRETEND THAT YOU STILL FUCKING CARE?"

"NO I CAN'T FUCKING PRETEND ANYMORE, SHE'S GONE, SHE LEFT US FRANK. WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO UNDERSTAND THAT,"

"YOU KNOW WHAT FRANK, EVERYTHING WOULD HAVE BEEN SO MUCH EASIER IF YOU JUST DIDN'T FUCKING TALK TO HER THAT DAY AT CAMP"

Oh what a dick, I don't even know the whole story and I know that's not something he should've said. I walked over to her while the two children continued fighting. She was so tense, tears were building up in her eyes. I tried to get her to go out, but she wouldn't move. If she heard anymore of this bullshit she'd have a breakdown, I'm so not letting that happen now, after all she's done to get here.

"Come on Hel we should go out, everything will be okay"

Well I shouldn't have fucking said that. The next thing I Knew she was yelling at all me.

"no, BONNIE IT'S NOT OKAY, IT NEVER WAS" oh so now you two stop fighting? greatttt all the attentions on us now.

"Helena come on we should go out" Why can't I just keep my fucking mouth shut, trying to calm her down was doing the exact opposite

"NO ."

"uh dude it's not your fault." Oh Gerard, you're hot but you've certainly have not got a brain.

"YOU, I CAN'T BELIEVE IT, HOW COULD YOU FUCKING SAY THAT. DID YOU ONLY COMFORT ME THEN OUT OF PITY? AT LEAST FRANK STILL HAD THE MORALITY TO CARE. UNLIKE YOU, WISHING YOU NEVER MET ME WHEN I WAS STARTING TO THINK YOU LOVED ME."

ohh look what you've done Bonnie, we're fucked, I'm fucked, She's definitely fucked.

"Helen-"

"OH MY GOD BONNIE PLEASE STOP CALLING ME THAT, I'M SO SICK AND TIRED OF THAT FUCKING NAME. HELENA THIS, HELENA THAT"

nice going retard, now they're definitely going to know it's her.

"roxy?.....is that you" wowwww no shit Frank.

"TAKE THE FUCKING HINT IDIOT"

You could practically see the fucking anger radiating off her. It was like watching a bomb explode. She screamed in frustration and ran out the room. Stomping down the stairs towards the front door.

"you guys are fucking idiots y'know"

I ran down after her, she was already outside running across the lawn with tears streaming down her face.

I ran out too but it was too late. A car was hurtling towards her at full speed, and Bang. I let out a scream and ran out to her. Why did this happen to her. She didn't deserve any of this. Her body laid lifeless with blood starting to pour out her head, from the impact with the tarmac. You could say I looked like a mental patient, screaming and wailing on the ground, clutching a body that may or may not be dead, With blood stains now covering the surface of my clothing. I turned around to see what those fucktards were doing all the way there.

They just stood there staring with their mouth agape. Are you fucking kidding me. They'd known her longer and I'm the one acting like she was my sister.

"CALL THE FUCKING AMBULANCE ASSHOLES" I half sobbed, half screamed.

The next half hour or so was a blur, all I remember was getting into the ambulance with her and then we arrived a little later, thats all I recall other than the constant screaming and crying. Gerard and Frank had to drive in a different car due to the lack of space in the ambulance.

So here I am, sitting in the hospital room on a chair that feels like stone waiting for my best friend to awake from her comatose state.

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