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Save Me From My Reality

0.03

"Ray, let's shop at that punk place where teenagers hang," Gerard exclaimed numbly, his eyes wide over how large the mall was. Belleville had a city mall by their old high school, but it only consisted of two retailers and one restaurant. The more popular retailer had sold a GNR hooded sweater once, back when Gerard was fourteen. This place had twenty or so retailers, selling shoes to scarves to glasses. And, hopefully, band tees. "Hot Topic, I think. I saw a guy with a Sabbath shirt walk out of there once."

Ray nodded slowly, directing his attention to the dark store playing Avril Lavigne. "Are you sure this is the place?"

Gerard rolled his eyes tiredly. "I know, I know. It doesn't look so good, but I promised I would get Mikey a Joy Division shirt, so we have to go. There is no other option."

"Why didn't you take Matt shopping?" Ray argued, slumping his shoulders in an annoyed fashion. He always did this to try and get what he wanted out of Gerard, and most of the time, it worked. "Look, our album doesn't say anything about how we dress. It doesn't mean we have to look like we're from hell, I mean, really."

"Our album tells a story," Gerard smiled through sad eyes. "And, we are the actors. The instruments are the setting, the lyrics are the plot. What's a good story without costumes?"

"Maybe your character doesn't dress like this, I mean, he's just a guy who loves a girl," Ray paused briefly, watching Gerard look away in embarrassment. "Okay, let's just say he does. But he loves the person so much, he'd drive on forever with them. So he kills his love and then himself in the middle of the desert. Does that scream 'black clothing' to you?"

Gerard had this whole story wrapped in his mind, he created it within the time of the incident. He had shaped it throughout his depression and molded it into a solid concept, and in the end, he realized Ray's point. The characters weren't so outcasted that they stood out like a silver bullet. No, they were average people facing challenges in life. And that was exactly how they were going to dress. "I can see your point, Ray."

"Let's just wear jeans and dull shirts, we're just people," he continued. Gerard hazily nodded. "Mm-hmm."
"Gerard, are you okay?" Ray questioned.

"Um, yeah. Maybe I need a cup of coffee. Or something. Yeah, something to ease the pain," Gerard coughed.

"Pain?" Ray asked. "Your head hurt or something?"

"Or something," Gerard sighed hopelessly. "Yeah. Something."

Notes

new chapter yay c:

Comments

Well,I think I might have a new favourite..

Kysiero Kysiero
6/30/14

I really like this A LOT

Frerardified Frerardified
6/30/14

This is really good, keep it up! :) x

mindchemicals mindchemicals
6/30/14

@ErinosaurXX

thank you for the feedback c:

I feel like this is gonna be one of my favorites!!! ♡

iiii iiii
6/30/14