Home Is Where The Heart Is

I think over what Cole said. It only happened once, and I tried to stop it. I really did. But I still get called a slutty whore for it. I think that's why mom moved here. As I followed Gerard up the stairs, silent tears streamed down my face.
Gerard opened a door at the top of the stairs, leading me into a nice sized bedroom. A queen sized bed was pushed against the wall, a desk in the corner, and a dresser by a door. There were three doors. One to a closet, one to the hall, and one to a bathroom. The walls were painted a light purple, which happened to be my favorite color. The bedspread was also purple, with about five pillows spread across it. A floor length mirror was in the corner, and a large curtained window was behind the bed. Perfect.
"You can stay in here." Gerard said, gesturing to the room.
"Are you sure?" I ask, worried I'm intruding.
"Of course. If you need anything, Mikey's next door, mom and dad are across the hall, and I'm in the basement." I nod, barely noticing what he said.
"Lets go shopping" Mikey said after thinkging for a moment, winking at me.

Notes

Sorry its short! It'll get better over time, and I need to see how Dee wants this story to go. Comment and Rate PLEASE! :)
- EGGO