The World is Ugly

We watched a few more Disney movies to pass the time. Gerard hadn't seen Tangled, either, and was completely confused when me and Mikey lip synced I Got A Dream. Then, The Little Mermaid. Thankfully, Gee had seen this and I forced him to lip sync Under the Sea with us. Lastly, Mulan. I actually hadn't seen this before, so I knew none of the songs except I'll Make A Man Out of You. It was a night full of giggles and fun. I was genuinely happy. I actually had friends now, and Gerard said he wanted to introduce me to his friends. I wasn't lonely anymore. Soon enough, it was already 9 and I hadn't taken a shower. Actually, I hadn't peed since before the chase and really needed to. "There's a bathroom in both rooms upstairs. Mine's on the left, Mikey's on the right," Gerard told me. I nodded and went upstairs. I didn't really know which one to use. I went into the bathroom on the left but it reeked of hair gel, so I went into Gerard's room. His was significantly bigger than Mikey's. Almost the entirety of one wall was window. One had drawings hung up. One depicted a man and woman, leaning in like they were about to kiss, but covered in blood and frowning. Another had a skeleton on a black marching band uniform. One was just a spider on a background of a desert. Had Gerard drawn these? I heard a knock at the door. Gerard came in with a towel. "Thought you might need this. Just keep your clothes in the bathroom." I smiled and nodded.

When I got out of the shower, I found my eyeliner pen on the floor with a sticky note wrapped around it. "Your mom came by. Said you didn't like how you looked without your makeup and gave me this. -Gerard." My mom was so sweet. I grabbed the towel and wrapped it around me. I walked into Gerard's empty room to realize that I had no pajamas and no idea where he kept his. I rummaged through a desk next to his bed but there were no clothes. Shit. I was gonna have to go downstairs in nothing but a towel. I was about to open the foot when it swung open, hitting me in the face. I fell to the floor. "Shit, sorry!" It was Gerard. He offered to help me up. "I would accept your offer but I'm wearing nothing but a towel right now. Where are your pajamas?" He chuckled and stepped over to me. He walked over to a trunk in front of his bed. Fuck I was stupid. He threw a pair at me. "Thanks," I told him, muffled through the clothes. "No problem."

~*~ TIME ELAPSE ~*~

"Guys, I'm gonna go to sleep now," I told them when I walked downstairs. "Yeah," they said in unison. They were too absorbed in their game of Call of Duty to really care. "Whose bed do I sleep in?"
"Yeah."
"Which U.S. President had an affair with Monica Lewinsky?"
"Bill Clinton."
"I'm sleeping in Gerard's."
"Bill Clinton."
I groaned and went back upstairs. I jumped into Gerard's bed and nearly melted. It was like, memory foam or something. It felt heavenly. I popped in both my earphones and fell asleep to Lana del Rey.

My old man is a bad man but
I can't deny the way he holds my hand and he grabs me
He has me by my heart
He doesn't mind I have a Las Vegas past
He doesn't mind I have an L.A. crass way about me
He loves me
With every beat of his cocaine heart

I woke up the next morning to Gerard shaking me. "Wake up, wake up," I checked the time on my phone. "ITS ONLY 5!"
I yelled. "I know, but you need to see what's on TV." He forced me to get up and carried me downstairs so I wouldn't trip and die on the stairs in my half-asleep state. When we got downstairs, I was shocked.
"16 year old Tiffany Matheson, 15 year old Samantha Aitchison, and 17 year old Karen Nelson were arrested last night for assault, attempted murder, and endangering the welfare of a child. They reportedly brutally beat a fellow student yesterday in an attempt to kill him. Along with that, a student from her school committed suicide and said that they had brought then to it, leaving online conversations filled with insults and slurs. More information will be released as it becomes available."

She's gone. Really gone.

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