Down And Out
Chapter 18
A/N: please dear god read this. i will not be held responsible if you are triggered by this chapter because i have warned you about triggering chapters and i will warn you again.
This chapter is essential to the developing story!!! This chapter is also very suspenseful and highly triggering (or at least i think it is i haven't written it yet). so i'm just forewarning you, you could be triggered if the following things trigger you; suicide, depression & abuse. I want you all to be safe, therefore i write this letter. If you are not to be triggered skip this. there will be a chapter sentence summary at the end of this chapter in the notes for those who can't read it. And so, it begins.
Gerard's thoughts were racing as he approached the figure. It was female, just as the dream had said. That was one of the scariest parts, this dream could come true and it would be all his fault. He thought many things as he steadily walked towards the girl. Things such as:
"Who is it?"
"Do I know her?"
"Will she live to see tomorrow?"
Of course these were all things he would rather not think about. He really hoped she'd be okay. Finally he found himself able to formulate words, so he asked:
"Hey, are you gonna be alright?"
As he asked this he heard her sobs get louder and more and more choked. He watch her carefully, it was too dark where he was to see her hair, to his disadvantage all he could see was her figure and her long hair. He began to think of what he could say to the person. So he just whispered, "wait here while I go get someone..."
And with that he left the girl all alone.
He would later come to regret this decision for the rest of his days.
For when he returned with the host of the party, the girl, was no where to be seen.
And so the host put a hand to Gerard's shoulder and walked away and Gerard called after him "Sorry for wasting your time!" To which the host simply waved a hand above his head signalling to Gerard that all was well and nothing was to be worried about.
But being himself felt the need to do more, so he set out in search of this person, wherever they may be. Gerard's not certain as to where they had gone but he was determined to find out one way o\r another. So he began his search looking through the host's house and lawn in desperate search for the person he had so foolishly left alone.
After failing to find the person on the property, it dawned on him that perhaps the girl was by the bridge and was considering jumping off. He wanted to deem that incorrect and blame it on his overacted mind but he was not taking anymore chances.
So off in the direction of the bridge he went in search for the girl he had wronged.
The bridge was a long and terrible half hour walk from the house of the host but in order to save a life he went and walked all that way.
And the results sent a bad feeling to his stomach, for as he reached the bridge the first thing he saw was a form, standing at the edge of the railing.
(THIS IS WHERE IT GETS BAD)!!!!!!!!
He approached figure, needing to shout over the rushing water he said, "You have to get down from there or you'll get hurt!"
And when the figure turned to him he recognized that hair, those eyes.
But before her could say her name she spoke, "Oh, Gerard darling, that was my intention, you see, my brother contacted me. My father's trial awaits us both, he comes to pick me up. Tomorrow. So here's the deal, I'm gonna back out of this whole situation, by killing myself, if that wasn't obvious."
Gerard could barely form words as this person he had called his friend turned and looked just about ready to throw themselves from the railing.
"Meagan wait! Don't do this, this doesn't have to be the answer. We can figure it out, it doesn't have to be this way. I promise, please."
"Stop crying Gee, you should've seen this coming, I mean you knew I was a wreck. I thought it was pretty obvious it would resolve to this."
"Meagan, what about Paige, your girlfriend?"
"She broke up with me after hearing about my brother, she was, afraid my brother would come to get her. You are all I have left."
"Isn't that worth living for," Gerard cried as he spoke to her in a hurried and rushed manner, "Meagan, live for me, I need you. Dear god please, it doesn't have to end this way. Please. Please. Please." Suddenly his eyes sharpened, "You go, I go. Cause I'm with you til the end of the line..."
"Don't be stupid Gerard my life's worth nothing compared to yours. Goodbye."
Suddenly all he could do was watch as she pulled a gun from her pocket, cocked it and pressed it to her temple.
"MEAGAN!"
So Gerard began to run but by the time he got there she pulled the triggered and her blood splattered all over his face as she fell towards the rushing river, to meet her cruel cold fate. All he could remember doing for the next few minutes was sobbing uncontrollably and whispering her name to himself.
He didn't get a note, he didn't get anything. It wasn't bittersweet. And it surely wasn't something to joke about.
And for the first time in his life he felt how real death was.
You see, you never quick understand the concept of death until someone you love dies and sit you sit, helpless, hopeless and utterly defeated.
And that's how Frank found him. Utterly defeated. Life had brought him down and out.
This chapter is essential to the developing story!!! This chapter is also very suspenseful and highly triggering (or at least i think it is i haven't written it yet). so i'm just forewarning you, you could be triggered if the following things trigger you; suicide, depression & abuse. I want you all to be safe, therefore i write this letter. If you are not to be triggered skip this. there will be a chapter sentence summary at the end of this chapter in the notes for those who can't read it. And so, it begins.
Gerard's thoughts were racing as he approached the figure. It was female, just as the dream had said. That was one of the scariest parts, this dream could come true and it would be all his fault. He thought many things as he steadily walked towards the girl. Things such as:
"Who is it?"
"Do I know her?"
"Will she live to see tomorrow?"
Of course these were all things he would rather not think about. He really hoped she'd be okay. Finally he found himself able to formulate words, so he asked:
"Hey, are you gonna be alright?"
As he asked this he heard her sobs get louder and more and more choked. He watch her carefully, it was too dark where he was to see her hair, to his disadvantage all he could see was her figure and her long hair. He began to think of what he could say to the person. So he just whispered, "wait here while I go get someone..."
And with that he left the girl all alone.
He would later come to regret this decision for the rest of his days.
For when he returned with the host of the party, the girl, was no where to be seen.
And so the host put a hand to Gerard's shoulder and walked away and Gerard called after him "Sorry for wasting your time!" To which the host simply waved a hand above his head signalling to Gerard that all was well and nothing was to be worried about.
But being himself felt the need to do more, so he set out in search of this person, wherever they may be. Gerard's not certain as to where they had gone but he was determined to find out one way o\r another. So he began his search looking through the host's house and lawn in desperate search for the person he had so foolishly left alone.
After failing to find the person on the property, it dawned on him that perhaps the girl was by the bridge and was considering jumping off. He wanted to deem that incorrect and blame it on his overacted mind but he was not taking anymore chances.
So off in the direction of the bridge he went in search for the girl he had wronged.
The bridge was a long and terrible half hour walk from the house of the host but in order to save a life he went and walked all that way.
And the results sent a bad feeling to his stomach, for as he reached the bridge the first thing he saw was a form, standing at the edge of the railing.
(THIS IS WHERE IT GETS BAD)!!!!!!!!
He approached figure, needing to shout over the rushing water he said, "You have to get down from there or you'll get hurt!"
And when the figure turned to him he recognized that hair, those eyes.
But before her could say her name she spoke, "Oh, Gerard darling, that was my intention, you see, my brother contacted me. My father's trial awaits us both, he comes to pick me up. Tomorrow. So here's the deal, I'm gonna back out of this whole situation, by killing myself, if that wasn't obvious."
Gerard could barely form words as this person he had called his friend turned and looked just about ready to throw themselves from the railing.
"Meagan wait! Don't do this, this doesn't have to be the answer. We can figure it out, it doesn't have to be this way. I promise, please."
"Stop crying Gee, you should've seen this coming, I mean you knew I was a wreck. I thought it was pretty obvious it would resolve to this."
"Meagan, what about Paige, your girlfriend?"
"She broke up with me after hearing about my brother, she was, afraid my brother would come to get her. You are all I have left."
"Isn't that worth living for," Gerard cried as he spoke to her in a hurried and rushed manner, "Meagan, live for me, I need you. Dear god please, it doesn't have to end this way. Please. Please. Please." Suddenly his eyes sharpened, "You go, I go. Cause I'm with you til the end of the line..."
"Don't be stupid Gerard my life's worth nothing compared to yours. Goodbye."
Suddenly all he could do was watch as she pulled a gun from her pocket, cocked it and pressed it to her temple.
"MEAGAN!"
So Gerard began to run but by the time he got there she pulled the triggered and her blood splattered all over his face as she fell towards the rushing river, to meet her cruel cold fate. All he could remember doing for the next few minutes was sobbing uncontrollably and whispering her name to himself.
He didn't get a note, he didn't get anything. It wasn't bittersweet. And it surely wasn't something to joke about.
And for the first time in his life he felt how real death was.
You see, you never quick understand the concept of death until someone you love dies and sit you sit, helpless, hopeless and utterly defeated.
And that's how Frank found him. Utterly defeated. Life had brought him down and out.
Notes
Meagan kills herself, yeah that's about all you need to know.
so um, im sorry. i guess. im not really that sorry i had this planned since the start.
the more i think about it the more i realize this was more about my OC than it was about frerard.
epilogue should be up soon, i wouldn't count on it if i were you, but its possible it'll be up this week.
anyway so basically my uncle passed and thats why i couldn't update.
just in case you never hear from me again, you can follow me on tumblr @crying-adamantium (it sounds edgy but its actually a x-men reference) or my other significant blog @thedailypete
instagram: living_like_frank (im sara, hailey isnt active)
bye guys
@livingxlikexfrank
Well, since this is probably goodbye, it was amazing getting to know you through your writing and I hope you accomplish the things you want to in life and more! <3 Good luck with everything and much love.
8/13/16