I'm Okay Now

I wonderd around the rather large house searching for Gerard everywhere but he was nowhere to be seen. Finally I reached the last door of the house which was located at the end of the long hallway and knocked on it. No one replied but once when everything els went silent I heard quiet sobs coming from inside. I twisted the door handle and walked into the office only to find Gerard sitting in a chair with a cigarette behind his ear, a half empty bottle of vodka in his hand and tears all over his face.
"Please go away" he asked me with hate swarming in his eyes. He swung the chair around so I was only facing his back. Part of me wanted to leave him alone and let the problem rest, but another part of me just wanted to hug him, look into his beautiful hazel eyes, tell him how much I love him and what he means to me. If only I could.
"Okay Gerard listen. I know you don't want to see me and I don't blame you, but as soon as I finish telling you this you you can kick me out." I took in a deep breath before continuing, was this really happining? One hour ago everything was perfect, and now it's anything but.. "I just don't want you to get fired. Gerard I really really like you, but someone is going to find out then your going to loose your job I just-" I glanced over his chair I noticed that the bottle of vodka was almost gone, meaning he was drunk. I just got so mad that I spun the chair around and grabbed the bottle out of his hand.
"Hey give it back" he yelled. I looked at his face and the mess he became. His eyes where covered in tear stains and his eyes where red from the alcohol. I just stood there with the bottle in my hand. The whole time he wasn't even listening to me, he was probably too drunk to even know it was me who was their. I I felt a bolt of anger rush through my body causing My next action to be semi out of anger and partly because I was just really pissed. Why did he do this too himself!? I just got so mad that I- well I slapped him. Their wasn't much power put into the bitch slap, but it was enough to get his attention, and apparently piss him off. I just looked down at my hand in complete shock. I have never hurt a living soul in my life and now I just slapped someone and I couldn't stop it from happening? I started to panic as he slowly rose from his chair and walked towards my direction with fire burning in his eyes. The closer he got towards me the more I stepped back until I was pinned up against the wall. I felt his body just inches away from mine and I shut my eyes I couldn't look as he rose his hand, I instantly felt like I was back at home being attacked by my dad. I just waited there in the dark for him to hit me, or maybe even worse. I thought I was done with feeling like this.
After a couple seconds of being in my dark mind, I slowly opened my eyes only to see him come at me. Oh no. Here it comes. "I'm not going to hurt you" he said. What? Then he wrapped his arms around my waist and held me close, that's when I began to sob uncontrollably.
**Gerard's pov**
I was drunk and I couldn't remember half of the things that happened. To start off Katy broke my heart with the truth about reality. She was right, I'm her teacher and I'm going to get fired if anyone found out about us, but I still loved her. That's right I love her. She is the perfect one for me and I needed her in my life. After all these weeks of remaining sober, I decided to have a drink to clear my mind off of what was happening. Before I knew it I had almost finished half a bottle of vodka, some of it spilled all over my shirt, but the liquid that landed in my mouth tasted so good, it's been weeks and I missed alcohol so much. It was great to feel free again.
When I looked up from my drink I saw Katy standing in the doorway with tear stains outlining her eyes. I told her to go away but she didn't listen to me so I just turned my chair around hopping she would leave. She started talking about what she said but I was too drunk to even pay attention to all the words that came out of her soft lips. Oh her lips, how much I miss kissing them. All of a sudden I felt a sharp pain on my check and when I looked up Katy backed away in fear. Did she just slap me!? I was shocked and became very furious at the thought of me being bitch slapped my the girl I loved. I slowly got up from my chair and walked toward her, as she faced me, but walking backwards so I couldn't be too close to her. I cornered her, rising my arm getting ready to slap her back but something in me wouldn't do it. Seeing her stand their so hopelessly in a corner starting to cry shattered my heart. She just stayed there with her eyes closed, she looked so frightened. After all she really didn't do anything wrong. So she slapped me, but I was drunk? I don't blame her for doing that. She was such a beautiful girl how could I-. I looked at my hand which was still in the air ready to attack. I put my mind together and slowly put it down, I couldn't slap her. I love her. After the story about her father, I promised her I wouldn't let anyone hurt her again, how could I be the one to break that promise? I put my arms around her and pulled her into a hug where I heard her letting go of all the tears
"I'm not going to hurt you, I never will" I whispered to her ear. She began to cry even more when she hugged me back.
I picked up her fragile body in both hands and carried her into the guest bed where we both lied down. She snuggled up against my chest and having her so close to me for such a long time was the best feeling in the world.

Notes

Sorry about posting so late. Maybe I'll post another chapter tonight