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

"Keep it in your pants."

It was about 12 when I woke up. I grimanced at the thought that I had woken up early. I got up, put on some skinny jeans, a random shirt in the middle of the floor, and a pair of shoes. I went out to the living room, and saw Gerard had managed to have half his body on the couch and the other half not. I picked up a pillow he had managed to throw off the couch and threw it at his face, which startled him so much, he fell right off the couch onto the floor. When he sat up he looked at me and instead if complaining or whining, he just said "I'm so fucking hungry." I realized how dying must have taken a toll on him. I should have fed him when he got here, oops. "There should be something to make in the kitchen. But I am vegetarian, so don't expect any bacon or meat." I heard Gerard sigh as he walked into the kitchen. I wasn't sure how he knew where the kitchen was, he probably did a little exploring after i went to bed. After about 5 minutes, I heard the terrible sound on glass breaking. Not just glass breaking, but a lot of glass breaking. I quickly made my way to the kitchen, and saw gerard in the middle of a bunch of broken glass that was scattered all over the floor. Before I could tell him to not move, he tried to step over it, but just landed in more glass. I looked down and noticed that the ground was being covered in blood. I said "Don't move a inch." I quickly walked over to him, thankful I put on shoes this morning, i tried to somehow lead him out, which resulted on him almost falling, and using my shoulder to balance hinself. If i hadnt grabbed him, he would be eating glass. I grabbed him by his waist, flinging him over my shoulder. I walked towards the bathroom with Gerard cursing me and saying to put him down. When I got to the bathroom, I set him down on the counter so he didn't have to put any pressure on his feet. He kept complaining and fussing about every little thing. I rolled my eyes and said "You're gonna be more trouble then you're worth." Gerard crossed his arms and scoffed at me. I sighed and said "I don't think I own any thing that has this much glass." Gerard quickly replied, scratching his neck nervously, "I was trying to carry these bowls to the counter so I could make pancakes but I dropped them." I rolled my eyes and looked at his foot. He had one big piece of glass stuck in his foot. I sighed and said "This is gonna hurt. On three." I grabbed the biggest piece and said "One, Three!" I ripped it out and i heard him audibly gasp, and all but yell at me, "Jesus Christ, What happened to two?!" blood immediately started to come out, I grabbed a towel and quickly put it on his foot, to avoid blood getting everywhere. His other foot wasn't nearly as bad, with only a couple scratches that didn't even break the skin. I quickly grabbed some gauze and wrapped his foot up. I helped him off the counter and held his shoulder as he walked. His other foot had basically been healed all ready. When he tried to put pressure on his foot he basically fell on me, almost knocking me down. "Woah, woah, buy me a drink first." Gerard sighed and said "Piss off Iero." I flashed him a smirk and said "Oh, feisty, just the way I like it." He latched onto my shoulder as I helped him to the living room. I sat him on the couch and said "Get your shoes on, and try to be careful not to make the bandage move." Gerard gave me a confused looks and said, "Where are we going?" I smirked and said "Since you fucked my kitchen up, were going out to eat. So try to look decent." I gave him about 5 minutes to get ready. When he was finally ready, he was wearing a pair of combat boots and some torn up jeans with a smashing pumpkins tshirt, what he was wearing when he died. Yikes. I looked him up and down and said "Maybe after breakfast we can go shopping, you're gonna be here awhile." I opened the door and walked over to my car. As I got in I said in a mock tone, "Can you beleive it? Our first date!" Gerard just rolled his eyes and said "Keep it in your pants."

Notes

I'm slowly dying

Being sick isnt fun

-Sky


Comments

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8/18/16

Yyeeessss, this story is life!!!!!!! I love it so much!!

To_Emo_For_You To_Emo_For_You
6/29/16

Yyeeessss, this story is life!!!!!!! I love it so much!!

To_Emo_For_You To_Emo_For_You
6/29/16

I really, really like this fic! It's awesome!!!

I really like the twists and turns in the story. Also the fact that you post around the same time I post so I am able to read them right away. Ha. I'm stupid.
~tate