Gerard's P.O.V

"Gerard?" I hear a voice behind me ask quietly.
"Vanya, go back to bed." I whisper.
"G-Gee, what are you doing? What's in your hand?"
"Vanya, please leave me alone right now."
She doesn't listen, but insteads steps forward and covers her mouth with her hand as she stiffles a gasp. She's seen the blood. The pool of blood trailing on the floor.
"Gerard." Vanya whispers.
I turn my head to face her. She's crying. Without saying anything she walks toward me and grabs a towel. She walks to the sink and wets the towel before trying to reach for my arm. I hand it over willingly. I wince as she dabs the cuts. Soon my cuts are all cleaned up. I stand up, pushing Vanya awya, surely she hates me now...now that she's seen what a freak I am.
"Gerard?"
"Yes Vanya."
"I love you."
"Please don't..."
"No, you need to hear it."
"I didn't mean that."
"Then what?"
"I meant, please stop loving me." and with that i walk out of the bathroom.

Notes

Sorry Ive been gone for so long. Writer's block is a bitch.
I will update soon!