We're Damned After All, Aren't We?

It had been about a hour since we got to my house, and I had never realized how awkward awkward situations could be. Gerard and i had been sitting on the same couch, talking every 10 minutes trying to break the awkward silence. Eventually I grew tired of the whole "small talk" thing and said "So kid, what does it feel like to be dead?" Gerard hesitated to reply and said "Don't call me kid. Im 23, not a kid. And wouldn't you know?" Oh, so he was sassy. That's gonna be interesting. "Everyone's a kid to me, I'm like 160. And I've forgotten at this point." I waited another 15 seconds for a reply. "It feels like, nothing almost. I don't feel any emotion, or anything really." I smiled as I remembered back to when I first died, how confused I was about everything. "You have any questions kid?" Gerard scoffed and said "Call me Gerard." I rolled my eyes and corrected myself "Any question's, Gerard?" Man, did Gerard take his sweet time when it came to replying. "Not really, what do the dead do?" I smirked as this question was normal. "You still need sleep, you can go longer without eating but you still need to. Uhm, you do heal faster, so say you broke your arm, it'd be okay in about a week. You still get hard ons too, if that's what you're worried about." I raised my eyebrows at him and watched as he rolled his eyes. "Yes, thanks for that but I'm Gay as shit, so don't worry about me getting it on with hot dead chicks." That made me laugh, this kid was funny. I decides to see how far his humor would go. "Oh you're gay? Well I already know where you're going." I could sense him tense up and I looked up at him, "I'm just kidding. Nobody gives a shit if you prefer cock to pussy. Half the bible is bullshit anyways." Gerard seemed to visibly ease up. After a couple more minutes of comfortable silence, Gerard spoke up. "So what is it you do?" I sighed and realized I'd never been in a position where I'd have to answer that. "I don't know, I usually dont have to tell people about that. When people die, I get called to their deathbed. I get to take them either to heaven or hell." Gerard seemed froze for a seconds, "So you're basically a demon?" I quickly replied, "No, demons are alot worse. They are the ones who keep hell running." Right as I finished my question he was quick to ask another, "Are angels nice?" I scoffed and said "No, they're assholes. They destroy what they think isn't holy and then try to sugarcoat it with more bullshit." Gerard seemed taken back by that response. "What were you expecting? Nice little feathered people with halos? Like I said, the bibles a bunch of bullshit to make the holy side seem better." Gerard opened his mouth to ask a question but I quickly interrupted him. "That's enough questions. Today's been a long day, you died. I got assigned a baby sitting job." I could feel the daggers Gerard was staring into me. "You can have the couch. There a a blanket over there and a pillow right here. My room just down the hall, if you wake me up I'll send you to hell myself. Goodnight."

Notes

A quick chapter to sum everything up

I'll prob update it when I get some sleep yikes

-Sky