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He Never Told Me What He Did For A Living

Chapter Eight

I slept soundly with Gerard holding me through the night, and when I awoke, he still had an arm thrown around my waist. I smiled softly and stretched, squinting in the sun pouring through the sheer curtains. A gentle knock came at the door, and Angel peeked in.

She stepped into the room and shut the door behind her, looking at me curiously. “Who is that?” she whispered, so as not to wake Gerard.

“Oh, that’s…he’s just a friend,” I explained. “I thought you met him last night?”

“No, he called right after you left. I gave him the address when he asked for it,” she explained with a shrug. She stepped forward quietly to get a better look. “He’s cute!” she whispered excitedly.

“Yeah, um, Angel…his name is-“ I didn’t get a chance to finish before she squealed.

“Oh my fucking holy shit! It’s Gerard Way!”

Next to me, Gerard stirred in his sleep, but didn’t wake, thankfully. I glared at Angel and gestured for her to be quiet. Carefully, I removed Gerard’s arm from my waist and snagged my black silk robe from a hook, then motioned for Angel to come downstairs with me.

While I poured myself a cup of coffee and added cream and sugar, Angel fidgeted at the dining table. I rolled my eyes at her, and then said, “Go on- ask your damn questions.”

Excitedly, she grinned at me and went for it. “How did you two meet? Are you sleeping together?”

I held up a hand. “Whoa, one at a time, please! My grandma knows his mom, so that’s how I met him. Actually, I’ve only known him for a few weeks. And Jesus, no, we are not sleeping together!”

“Are you sure? Because you two sure looked pretty cozy to me,” she said, not bothering to hide the smile that was threatening to crack her face in half.

We both looked up as a stair creaked, then Gerard appeared at the doorway. “Is that coffee I smell?” he asked.

“Um, yeah. Help yourself,” I said, grabbing an oversized mug from a nearby cabinet.

When he turned his back to pour his coffee, Angel made a face at me, then mouthed “Introduce us!

I gave her the finger, which Gerard happened to catch, and he looked at me strangely. I sighed. “Gerard, Angel, Angel, Gerard.”

Again, Gerard gave me the old hairy eyeball, then leaned across the table to shake Angel’s hand politely before sitting down. I found myself sitting between the two, both of them what I considered to be my best friends. I couldn’t tell Angel that Gerard and I had kissed the night before, and I vowed to stay silent on that particular subject- it was something I’d take to my grave.

“Good morning, ladies,” Gran greeted as she walked into the kitchen. “Gerard,” she said with a nod as she pulled off dirty gardening gloves. A brief silence fell over the kitchen as she muttered to herself about stray dogs digging up her flowerbeds. She turned from the sink where she was washing her hands and asked if we had any plans today.

When we all glanced at each other and shook our heads in unison, she placed her hands on her hips. “Well, if I were you, I’d be planning something for those young’uns who played such a cruel joke on my Josie,” she said, harrumphing, as if disappointed that we weren’t already plotting revenge.

In all honesty, I’d completely forgotten about the prank my classmates had played on me. I’d been upset last night, but having Gerard to comfort me had helped a lot.

“Well, I’ve already been productive this morning,” Angel piped up. She dug into her pocket and produced a small memory card.

Gerard and I exchanged a look. “What is that?” I asked.

With a smug smile, Angel passed it to me. “That, my dear friend, is a memory card for a digital camera,” she said, as if that explained everything.

I looked at her blankly. “So…you got a digital camera?”

Angel rolled her eyes. “No! It’s from those assholes that snapped your picture! I stole it from them this morning!”

I felt my face go pale. “What? How? How?!

“I found out who pulled the prank on you last night. Don’t ask me how,” she said, holding a hand up. “I must protect my sources.”

“So who did it? Can I at least know that much?” I asked.

“Sure. It was that turd-face Joshua from the football team, and some of his goons. Anyway, the football team has a game tonight, so they had practice this morning. I fooled Josh’s mom into thinking I was from the yearbook committee and that I was there to pick up a few pictures of Josh for the yearbook. Like a moron, she let me go up to his room alone and I found the camera. He’d already uploaded them to his computer, but I deleted them, made sure he hadn’t sent any e-mails of the picture, and stole the memory card,” Angel concluded her tale and sat back in the chair, obviously pleased with herself.

I sat in stunned silence for a second, then threw my arms around her, nearly toppling her to the floor in the process. “Thank you! I owe you one,” I said, giving her a smack on the cheek.

She flushed. “No, you don’t. I owed it to you to find out, since I helped talk you into going.” A look of guilt flashed across her face.

I stepped back, astonished that she felt this way. “Oh, no, Angel! I made the decision to go. Please don’t feel like you caused this to happen. It happened because this retarded jock can’t handle being rejected…or being kicked in the balls,” I told her.

Gerard winced. “You really kicked him in the balls?”

I nodded. “He wouldn’t leave me alone, so I had to get tough with him.”

Gran made a hum of approval, and I smiled. I was glad to know that she was proud of me. Gran was all I had, and now Gerard and Angel. Slowly, I was making friends, and I felt grateful that Gerard had entered my life and seemed like a permanent fixture.

Angel stood, the scraping of her chair on the tiled floor bringing me out of my thoughts. “I gotta run, Josie- I’m finalizing a few things for my Halloween party. You’re still coming, right?” she asked.

“Of course- I wouldn’t miss it. Talk to you later?”

She smiled brightly. “Yeah, I’ll call you or something. Bye, Gerard. It was nice to meet you,” she said with a wave.

He smiled and waved back. “Angel, it was nice to meet you, too.”

There was a moment of silence, followed by the sound of the front door closing. Gerard turned to look at me. “She’s having a Halloween party?”

I nodded. “Yeah, I told you about it, remember?”

He looked thoughtful for a moment before nodding. “Seems like I remember you mentioning it,” he agreed. “I was hoping you’d be free to watch scary movies with me and the rest of the band. I’d like you to meet them.”

“Meet your band mates? I don’t know, Gerard…I mean, I promised Angel I’d go to her party,” I said apologetically.

“Aw, c’mon, Josie! They’re all dying to meet this awesome girl I keep blabbing about all the time. They think I’m keeping you exclusive for a reason,” he said, blushing a tiny bit.
That tiny little tint of red on his cheeks said a lot. “They think we’re…”

Gerard fidgeted, uncomfortable with the turn the conversation was taking. “Yeah, they’re thinking we’re more than friends.”

“But Angel’s party…,” I hedged, really not wanting to watch scary movies with Gerard, Mikey and the rest of the band, even though I had to admit it sounded like fun.

“Maybe we can work something out. Maybe I can get everyone together before Halloween,” he said, understanding that I’d already promised Angel I’d be at her party.
As if on cue, Gerard’s cell phone rang. “It’s Frank,” he said, then answered the phone. “Hello?”

After a pause of listening to whatever Frank was saying, a smile formed on Gerard’s face and he began nodding his head. “Fuck yeah, man! I’ll see you there!” He closed his phone and looked at me with the smile still in place. “You,” he said, pointing, “are coming with me.”

I crossed my arms. “Excuse me? Am I gonna have to get tough with you?”
He laughed and ignored my threat. “C’mon, get dressed. Frank’s got a band practice lined up for us, and you’re coming along.”

I widened my eyes at him, but seeing his excitement softened me up. He was excited to introduce me to his band mates- all of whom happened to be just as famous as Gerard. I also knew I couldn’t put this off any longer. Gerard’s excitement made me wonder exactly how long his friends had been taunting him about me. “Alright, alright- I’m going.”

I had barely gotten my t-shirt pulled over my head when the door slammed open. I spun around, gasping in shock and found myself face to face with Gerard. “Do you mind?!” I yelled.

“Oh, shit!” he exclaimed. “I’m sorry, Josie!”

“Well, stop standing there ogling me- turn around!” I said furiously.

Immediately, he obeyed, and I quickly pulled on the nearest pair of jeans I could put my hands on. Unfortunately, they were a pair that I’d kicked out of my closet because they were a little snug on me. I glanced at Gerard and decided against digging for another pair. “Okay, I have my pants on now,” I said, letting him know it was alright to turn back around. When he didn’t move, I repeated myself.

“Ah, I’d like to but um, where’s your bathroom?” he said, sounding flustered.

I stepped around him to open the door for him, and noticed that he turned away from me. I stared at him curiously, completely thrown for a loop by his behavior. The second I moved back behind him, he darted quickly into the bathroom and shut the door.

At that moment, I realized I would give my left leg to know what that was all about.


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I'm so sorry about the lack of updates! This has 27 chapters so far and I started posting it on Mibba, but I often forget that I have it posted it here as well and so it gets forgotten quite often. Enjoy the new chapter, and feel free to remind me to update if you're still reading!

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