Cancer || Gerard Way

Winter

I stare out the window of my bedroom and sigh, watching the rain pour down onto the window and leaving little drops behind. I've always liked the rain. There's a soft knock on my door and I hear it creak open, revealing Emily, my best friend. "Winter, you can't just stare out the window all day." She says, sighing at the end. I look at her with no expression. "Yes I can." I say turning back to the window. "She sighs again and walks fully into my room, sitting on my bed. "You need to get out and do something. It's not healthy to just be trapped in your room all the time." She says. I sigh sadly and look down to my lap. I know it's true. I really should get out and do something, but I can't. I've been in this dark hole of depression for a while now, and I don't see why I should do anything anymore. I've lost all motivation. "I know. I just- I don't know what to do with my life anymore." I say not looking at her. She gets up and kneels down in front of me. "I can help you through this. Come on, I'll take you out somewhere." She says standing up and grabbing my hand, pulling me to my feet. I look at her through my hair. "I don't want to go anywhere. I'd rather stay here and watch the rain." I say. She lets go of my hand and it drops down to my side. "Winter, please. Just tonight okay? I promise it'll make you feel better." She begs. I sigh deeply and agree. "Okay. I'll go out for tonight." She smiles. "You won't regret this! I know you won't!" She says happily. I give her a weak smile. "Okay, well you should start getting ready. It starts at seven and its four thirty now and we need to get there early..." She rambles. She skips to her room while I look through my clothes. I hadn't even made an effort to get dressed yet. What does she want me to wear? I don't even know where we're going. As if reading my mind, she shouts down the hall, "Dress casually!" I grab a red and black flannel, a black shirt, black skinny jeans, and my combat boots. I go into the bathroom, ready to get into the shower and see myself in the mirror. My hair is a mess, I'm still in my pajamas, which is a long white shirt and sweat pants, and I have eyeliner smeared all over my face. I make a face in disgust and start the hot water, stripping off my clothes and getting into the shower.

After my shower, I go back into my bedroom and change into my clothes, then going back to the bathroom. I take my hand and wipe the steam off the mirror and get out my hair dryer, drying my hair. After that's done, I go to do my usual dark makeup.

Once I've gotten ready to go wherever Emily has planned on taking me, I grab my dark grey beanie and my phone, going into Emily's room. "Ready?" She asks, finishing up putting her shoes on. I nod and she looks down to what I'm wearing. I feel extremely self-conscious. "You look perfect." She says with a smile. I return it and we walk to the front door. 'Here goes nothing...'

Notes

I'm sorry, this chapter is really boring and horrible, but I wanted to make a story so I did. Thank you for reading!

-Killjoy