Monica, oh my dear Monica

Chapter 2
Third person POV
It was like love at first sight, at for him. Gerard, the red haired man who helped Monica just a while ago, seemed to be falling in love with her. If she smiles, he smiles. If she laughs, he laughs. Sadly Monica is not feeling quite the same. Monica is only feeling like he is crush, but id knew he knew he should be grateful that’s not the friend zone.
Monica always had the guys drooling over her, all the jerks and dickheads I should say. Every time they would ask her out she would say she was lesbian. She’s bisexual, so only half of it is a lie. Monica didn’t seem to find an interest to the guys she met, but Gerard… she might just give him a chance. I mean she has to cause if she wasn’t gonna give him a chance, why give him your number?

Monica’s POV
Monica looked at the clock and saw that it was 3:30, meaning it was time for her shift to end. She sighed, she didn’t want to say goodbye to Gerard. He was nice, sweet, and funny.
“What’s wrong?” Gerard asked noticing her sad sigh.
“My shift’s over.”
“Oh, okay.” Gerard said in a sad tone.
“Uhh, do you maybe want to go get lunch tomorrow? I mean if you want.”
“I was about to ask you the same thing, aha. Yea, what time?”
“Hmmm 12:45?”
“Okay, I’ll see you tomorrow Monica.” And with that Gerard left. She let out one more sigh and went to check out.

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(Monica’s singing just to let you know)
“No I don't wanna be tough
I wanna make sure they can see me cry sure enough
Don't wanna bottle this up
The way you make me feel when you're around
Tough guy dies a little inside
This town might show no love
I don't wanna be tough

Ask what I see in you
I don't see nothing, I see right through
You're transparent I know you don't wanna hear it
And I don't wanna be the person to slip up and hurt your feelings
I guess they don't wanna say it to your face but I will cause somebody's gotta put you in your place
I'm not afraid to scream and shout
And freak out and throw my hands up
And let it out
Punk bitch walking tall like you got something to prove
Nah man, cause deep down you know it sucks to be you
Stingray Affliction
Making small stabs in passing
But the pain is bigger than it seems
Stop holding me under and let me breathe...”
Monica stopped singing once she reached her house. For some reason that Gerard fellow hadn’t left her mind. Just thinking about him gave her butterflies, but she shrugged it off.
Tonight’s gonna be lonely. She thought.

Notes

sorry about late updates computers broken and i wont have a new one till thursday i hope soooo till next time