With Every Blade You Stain

"Karla!"I barely heard Gerard's worried shout as I plummeted towards the ocean.
'Well then', I thought. 'Drowning it is'.
But then a hand grabbed mine and I jerked to a halt.
I looked up. Gerard was kneeling on the rocks above me, the knuckles of his right hand white as he gripped the rock edge for dear life, his left hand stretched down to mine. I searched for a foothold, scrambling back to the top as Gerard hauled me up. He pulled me over the edge with such force that I stumbled into him, my face hitting his chest.
That was awkward.
"Sorry", I mumbled, my cheeks flushing in embarrassment as I moved to step away, not looking at him.
But then I felt myself being pulled forward again, and before I knew what had hit me, Gerard was hugging me.
Gerard Way was hugging me.
I hugged him back, unsure of what else to do, and before I knew what was happening I was crying. All my emotions which I kept so bottled-up came pouring out in floods of tears - the bullies at school, my inability to focus, the argument with my mum and how I could almost feel my life sliding down hill. I sobbed uncontrollably into Gerard's shoulder as he hugged me, rubbing my back and humming slightly. This is what it must be like to have a father, I thought, because right now, Gerard was as much of a father to me as my own had ever been. When I finally stopped crying, he stepped back slightly, his hands on my shoulders and looked at me with nothing but sympathy and concern.
"What's up?" He said gently. "You wanna talk?"
I nodded and sat down on a rock. I couldn't even remember the last time I'd cried - not like this anyway. This uncontrollable sobbing was so unlike me, but I did feel much better for having got it out. I felt Gerard sit down next to me, and put his hand on my knee. I looked at him and he smiled gently.
With that I told him everything I could think of - god only knows how long we sat there for. I told him about my dad's death, my mum's illnesses, my problems at school and how my mum wanted me checked out. He sat there and listened the whole time, and I was so grateful I wanted to cry again. When I had finished I took a shuddering breath and looked out over the sea, a single tear rolling down my cheek. I felt Gerard's hand under my chin as he turned my head towards him, looking into my eyes. He brushed the tear away with his thumb, and pulled me into him, wrapping his arms protectively around me as I rested my head on his chest.
I couldn't be more grateful. I had only just met him, he had only just realised I existed what, yesterday? And now I'd told him everything, and he hadn't judged me, he comforted me. Does he realise how much this means to me? Because it was huge. Coming from anyone - let alone Gerard Way, it was huge.
For awhile we just sat there, me in his arms, not caring about anything. Then he shifted slightly and I pulled away, hoping he wasn't about to leave. To my surprise though, he grinned devilishly at me, and I raised an eyebrow at him.
"What?" I asked, and he chuckled slightly before poking my shoulder.
"You're really good at singing. Did you know that?"
I felt my cheeks blaze like fire and I looked away, trying - and failing - to hide my embarrassment.
I guess he had been standing there while I was singing Helena.
Wow.

Notes

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