Kids In The Dark
Chapter Ten.
Gerards P.O.V
"Now you know why I haven't asked you to my house" I sit on my bed and watch as she looks around my room. At the books on the shelves, the drawings and the posters around the walls.
"I love it" She smiles at me, "You have no idea how many times I've dreamed of living in a house like this."
"You have no idea how much I want to live in a place like yours" I smiled at her looking around my tiny box room. It's not that I'm ungrateful, I love living here, but my mom deserves more, I wish I could give her more.
Zippy sits down at my desk and looks through my sketch pad, it's not like there's anything good in their anyway. It's just a lot of doodles. "Wow."
"You like them?" I walk over to her and put my hand on her shoulders.
"I love them" She looks up at me with her green eyes. God I love her eyes. "You called me your girlfriend, am I your girlfriend?"
I take my hands off her shoulders and look down, "Well, I thought it would be better than, 'Hey Mum, this is Zippy, we fuck. We fuck a lot.' You're not my girlfriend."
"Well, what am I too you then?" she stands up, picking up her bag which she left by my bedroom door.
I just stare at her, I can't believe this. We haven't actually spoke about this what am I supposed to say?
"You saying nothing, is every thing I need to here. Nice knowing you." She slams the door behind her.
I sit at my desk, turning my sketch pad and start to draw. When I'm finished I take the sketch, fold it and put it inside my pocket. I grab my jacket and head of. Mikey stops me just as I reach the front door.
"Gee, she's not at home." Mikey whispers.
"What? Where is she then?" I look at him, I already know, Mikey's face is like an open door. "Take me to her."
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I walk into the hospital room, and find her, sleeping. I look at her wrists and I know it's all my fault. All my god damned fucking fault. I kiss her lightly on her forehead and take the sketch from my pocket, leaving it on the table at the foot of her bed.
"Now you know why I haven't asked you to my house" I sit on my bed and watch as she looks around my room. At the books on the shelves, the drawings and the posters around the walls.
"I love it" She smiles at me, "You have no idea how many times I've dreamed of living in a house like this."
"You have no idea how much I want to live in a place like yours" I smiled at her looking around my tiny box room. It's not that I'm ungrateful, I love living here, but my mom deserves more, I wish I could give her more.
Zippy sits down at my desk and looks through my sketch pad, it's not like there's anything good in their anyway. It's just a lot of doodles. "Wow."
"You like them?" I walk over to her and put my hand on her shoulders.
"I love them" She looks up at me with her green eyes. God I love her eyes. "You called me your girlfriend, am I your girlfriend?"
I take my hands off her shoulders and look down, "Well, I thought it would be better than, 'Hey Mum, this is Zippy, we fuck. We fuck a lot.' You're not my girlfriend."
"Well, what am I too you then?" she stands up, picking up her bag which she left by my bedroom door.
I just stare at her, I can't believe this. We haven't actually spoke about this what am I supposed to say?
"You saying nothing, is every thing I need to here. Nice knowing you." She slams the door behind her.
I sit at my desk, turning my sketch pad and start to draw. When I'm finished I take the sketch, fold it and put it inside my pocket. I grab my jacket and head of. Mikey stops me just as I reach the front door.
"Gee, she's not at home." Mikey whispers.
"What? Where is she then?" I look at him, I already know, Mikey's face is like an open door. "Take me to her."
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I walk into the hospital room, and find her, sleeping. I look at her wrists and I know it's all my fault. All my god damned fucking fault. I kiss her lightly on her forehead and take the sketch from my pocket, leaving it on the table at the foot of her bed.
Notes
Hope you like it!
Nicola xoxo
