Be The Flame In The House Of Cards

Faster than the God's revolver, I exited the asylum, speeding to my home. It was a large cabin, constructed from wooden slates and sprigs, aged yet sturdy. I pulled at the handle of the door, realizing it was locked. Shuffling through my bag, I found a pair of bronze colored keys, sticking it quickly through the slot. As I pried the door open, I noticed the sky, a bleak indigo, filled with stars and evidently, a full moon. It shined brilliantly above me, relaxing me.

How can something so beautiful be so out of reach? Something so amazing, so lovely and mysterious, why can't I just stretch my hand out, and reach for it? I want to know everything about it, I want it to be there for him, I want him to trust me with all his heart. It occurred to me I wasn't talking about the moon anymore.

I flicked on the lights of the foyer, the dark wooden floor shimmered under my feet. The walls were a simple cream, and had many light switches for different rooms, unlike my old home. I ignored the differences, stepping my way up the staircase. As soon as I arrived to my room, I pulled my shirt off and slipped into a more comfortable Doors sweatshirt. I replaced my jeans with a pair of black sweatpants, and gently lay my converse to the side, spreading myself across my bed.

The thought of Gerard came back to me, and it ached my mind to think about him. I wondered what the fuck he was up to. Maybe he wasn't up to anything. Maybe he's just mentally ill, and he just--no. It was almost as if he was laying puzzle pieces out for me, and one by one, I had to piece them together. If so, am I close? Have I even started to understand?

The fact that he spoke only to me bothered me.

He trusted me, at first sight, he fucking trusted me. No one had ever trusted me before, let alone reveal their life. For meeting him for the first time, he told me a lot. And that voice. I really liked his voice, it was soothing and comforting. Not to mention adorable. His voice always seemed to wrap around my heart like a hug.

I fell asleep, with the thought of him hugging me in mind.

Tomorrow, I wasn't planning on going school. Why not visit Gerard instead?

Notes

filler chapter :/ oh whale