Beyond The Filter

-A/N possible trigger-

NO!

I screamed. I couldn't stop myself, I can't contain it anymore, I dropped the camera onto the bed and flung myself out of Gerard's door. The hallway was spinning around me, my breathing was hard and uneasy as I attempted to put one foot in front of the other fast enough to escape this feeling. I tripped multiple times before realising I didn't know were the hell I was. For fuck sake! I need to move. I can't let this happen again, not like last time, never like last time. I came in contact with a restricting force and tried to push at it and it made an opposing force. What is this? I can't see anything and within seconds I was engulfed with darkness and all I could feel was falling and lightness before nothing...

My eyes flung open and energy returned to me quickly. Almost too quickly. I got up off the floor and looked around. Nobody was here. I didn't know where I was. I wasn't panicking though, which was strange. There was just this empty feeling in the pit of my stomach.
"Crystal? Babe? You there?" Called a familiar voice. I turned to see Gerard staring at me, with a face of love and this dark feeling to him. I tried to shout back at him. To tell him I'm okay but I couldn't.
"It's okay Crystal, I understand now. I'm worthless, I don't deserve you and now I know your pain and to be honest, I can't Bare it. I can't go on. Goodbye, mi querida." And with that he vanished, and in his place was a note. Blood splattered and ruined. I picked it up cautiously, almost dropping it and laid my eyes on it.

Mi querida I cannot go on like this. It was never meant to be. I love you with all my heart, mi querida, but I need to do this. Tell Mikey I said I'm sorry and that I will carry on marching with you in my heart. Forever and always XoxoG

Tears would not flow as the letter dropped from my hands and I turned at the sound of creaking. I look down to see a trickle of blood spill towards me and I followed it to it's source. And what I saw can never be unseen. Gerard's distinctive raven hair lay messily across the floor, his face towards the ground and I knew he was gone.
He was dead.

Water. That's the first thing I felt as sensations of cold, wet and motion came back to be, slowly. "Gerard! She's waking up!" Said a unfamiliar voice "Get your lazy ass in here, you've been at her side for hours and the time she's waking up, you piss off!" Gerard? What's going on. I don't understand. Then the wooden door opened and a familiar raven haired boy comes rushing in with a face of elation and something I couldn't put my finger on.
He's alive.
He's here.
He's okay.
What was that dream about though?

Notes

A/N short filler chapter with a bit hints or nah about what random story lines are drifting through my head. Sorry about that thing with Gerard, it hurt writing that but he's okay! Don't worry! More soon. Stay Ugly.