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Spin Spin Sugar

Chapter Seven : Don't Leave Me High, Don't Leave Me Dry

I woke up.

My breath hitched in my throat.

My eyes painfully opened, soon greeted by the bright gleam of the ceiling.

I was in a room.

Gerard's room.

Oh fuck. I had completely drifted away, I didn't even know what time it was. All I knew, was that his body was still pressed against mine. But he was facing me now. One of his hands was placed on my hip and his warm breathing brushed my lips. I blinked rapidly- a sudden panic raised inside of me. My chest started vibrating up and down at the outburst of my heart, I couldn't stay there any longer. This wasn't right. This wasn't okay. He was drunk, and I was a fucking fool.

A fool for thinking he really wanted me.

I was only there because Alicia wasn't, just a simple, miserable distraction, keeping him away from drowning in sorrows. I realized I had just crossed a dangerous line. Knowing too damn well, that the pieces I've left behind, would soon be forever lost. I was playing with fire, allowing myself to get burned from the closeness of his warmth. It somehow already hurt me, but I wasn't doing anything to ease the pain. All I was doing- was enhancing my torments, feeding my hunger - causing me to crave more..

I had to step back, before it was too late. Before he would wake up and ask me to stay longer.

Before I'd say yes again.

I pushed Gerard's arm aside carefully and sat on the edge of the bed. Then I grabbed my head with both of my hands, making sure my gasps wouldn't wake him up. But he was still snoring, so I guess that was a good sign.

After I came down a little, I got on my feet and tiptoed to the door. I turned the lights off just as I stepped outside, facing the hallway, feeling my guilt. Ugh. I was so upset.I can't tell you why though. It was just like that, I couldn't do anything about it. Nothing bad had happened, but I knew that if I kept on drawing this path, I'd end up broken, and high, and dry. It's like I was almost feeling the emotions I knew would soon crush me, if I didn't stop myself. I had never been more confused. I needed to get outta here, forget about all of this - about all of him - and the invisible marks he'd just left on my skin...

I entered my quiet room that was a few doors away, welcomed by a very sleepy Suko, spreading like a starfish on our kitschy bed. I grabbed my watch that was placed on the nightstand - it was 5am. Then I decided to peek through the window to get a short grasp of reality. I could see the sun in the distance, it shined softly within the deep blue’s obscurity. I just gawked the clouds for a while, just before crawling back up to the bed, curling myself beside Suko.

I watched her sleep, wisps of hair covered her innocent face, the fainted sounds or her breathing made me feel at ease. As long as she was there, I knew I’d be fine. I grabbed pillow and hugged it tightly, sensing waves of shiver releasing from my core.

I could still feel the resonance of Gerard’s breath on my neck. His nails - clawing on my stomach. His scratchy voice - whispering my name...

I closed my eyes again, knowing, or more like hoping, that tomorrow would wash away his remains - take away my shame and make me feel whole again - fearless.

*

"Hey sleepyhead, better get up before dropping the entire ocean outta your mouth." A voice I knew murmured very close to my ear. "Don't think the cleaning lady will appreciate having to wash gummy sheets like that."

"Eeerrrhh..." I roared, opening my crispy eyes as I noticed a nest of pink hair just above me, it was Suko, obviously. Daylight spread across our chamber - but it wasn't a clear kind of light, no. It was smudgy and white. I could already hear the summer rain, it dripped down the roofing and the scent of wet grass invaded my nose. Also, the door connecting to the balcony was wide open.

"Good morning-" I yawned, rubbing my eyes fiercely. Then I realized I had drooled all over the sheets. "Mm'what time is it?"

"It's 12pm, I just came back from breakfast downstairs with the boys, sorry for letting you sleep though, you just looked so damn comfortable. Guess you came back pretty late last night..." Suko let on, like she knew something fishy happened.

I bit the inside of my cheeks, sitting straight up on the bed as I stared at her. "Oh uh, yeah-" I laughed nervously. "I wanted to uh, have a look at the area outside..." I lied. Ugh- but why?

She nodded, unimpressed, of course she did . "And can you explain to me why you and Gerard mysteriously disappeared around midnight? Guess he wanted to observe the empty area too?"

I gulped. Fuck it. I had to tell her the truth. "Look." I sighed. "Nothing happened, he was completely drunk and I brought him back here."

Her black eyes widened. "Ow." She exclaimed. "Is that why you didn't come back 'till 5am?" Dammit. I thought she didn't noticed me when I sneaked in last night.

"Argh but Gerard was sick Suko, I just helped him falling asleep, nothing happened I swear..." I glanced at the ground, feeling like a little girl admitting her crimes, hoping not to get grounded.

She laughed. "Hey-hey, it's okay Mia." She hushed. "You don't have to feel bad, I was just curious, that's all." She gave me one of her smiles, the ones that make me melt inside.

I guess I was the only one judging myself. I knew nobody wouldn't give a damn fuck about what happened. Even Gerard probably didn't remember any of it. Because clearly, nothing happened, right? It was meaningless, a drunken moment of his life and a troublesome of mine... right?

RIGHT?

I tried my best to chase away the images of his face, his quiet murmurs in my ears. They were coming back again, tensing me up, and I fucking hated it because I secretly loved it.

"Mia? You okay?" Suko said, snapping me back to reality.

I tried to smile on top of my misery. Probably hiding it poorly. "Y-yeah, sure, Suko. Everything's fine."

She scanned me suspiciously for a while. "Hmm, okay." She tapped my shoulder. "Better get ready then, we're leaving for Kansas in an hour."

Oh, how splendid.

A little road trip was exactly what I needed. I just nodded and took my shit together.

*

-2pm-

Life on the road was pretty strange, you feel like you're going everywhere, but at the same time, like you don't go anywhere at all. You keep leaving your traces, though never deep enough, they get brush by the wind the second you go. Making it seem like it was all a dream as soon as you end up somewhere else.

Oh well, I surely didn't complain about that, if last night's events were to become a dream, I think it'd save me a lot of trouble.

Anyway, I was clean and fresh again, wearing my usual jeans and tank top. We had just received a text from Ray, saying they all did the check out and waited for us in the parking lot. I was walking under Suko's transparent umbrella, closing the hotel's door one last time as we stepped in the soaked parking lot. It was kinda windy that day, and I shivered.

The 5 boys stood under a roof border, barely protected from the rain as they smoked. I heard Gerard's giggle travel to my ears.

Suko then waved a hand at Frank and he bumped his head, making the 4 others draw their attention on us. Gerard was clean now, his hair didn't look greasy and messy like it usually did. He had a worn leather jacket on and a pair of tight pants - so tight, that it'd almost be a sin just to stare at them. So, of course I stared at them, quickly though, but probably enough for having to confess.

I made sure to keep my gaze away from him, I was too embarrassed. Or maybe I was just thinking too much, he probably didn't remember anything about last night. But it was something I didn't want to risk knowing. We all greeted each other quickly and walked towards the bus as I made sure to stay in the back. I even left Suko's shielding umbrella at some point, stepping into random puddles that carelessly splashed on my legs.

Our buses were still ahead and everybody moved fast in front of me. Well, except Gerard, because at some point he turned around. "Fuck" I cursed under my breath. He was totally walking towards me now.

I kept a steady pace and pretended like I didn't see him.

"Lechowski!" He yelled. But I didn't listen, I just kept on going. "Argh Lechowski!" He shouted again, louder this time - I hurried up even more.

Though my stupid plan didn't work because Gerard reached my side in a splint of a second and grabbed me by the shoulders, yanking me to a halt.

"Mia dammit! Are you deaf or what? I was calling you!" He said, slightly out of breath. I stopped because he blocked me the way.

"What?" I snapped.

He frowned. "What's the matter you with? Can't I talk to you anymore?" He sounded slightly upset.

I shrugged. "Yeah, but it's raining and I want to get in the van." I shot firmly. "So if you'll excuse me-" I pushed him aside and walked past him.

I heard him sigh behind me. "Mia! Won't you wait for a second!"

But I wasn't having it.

But I should've.

Because then-

Gerard roughly pulled on my arm, causing me to stumble backwards.

"Whoaaa!" I blurted out, landing in his arms.

Then we just blinked at each other for awhile, startled. Gerard wore one of his clumsy smiles, raindrops dripped down his face and they landed on my cheek. And ouch, it almost hurt me because he looked so goddamn beautiful like that. It's like everything went in slow motion for a while, as if the whole world blanked out.

I cleared my throat so he would let me go.

"Heh, sorry 'bout that." He breathed, straightening me up. I smoothed out the fabric of my jacket.

"What do you want Gerard?" I barked nonchalantly and crossed my arms. I was desperate, desperate to keep my front.

"I don't know, I guess I just-" He stopped, blocked by a sudden shyness. "I just wanted to ask why you left this morning." His hazel eyes travelled to the ground and he rubbed the back of his neck.

Shit. I didn't expect that, at all. He remembered sleeping by my side. He noticed my absence when he woke up. My insides tangled together, wondering if he also remembered how close our bodies were, how tight his hands held me. But I had to keep my damn cool, I had to act like I didn't care - I had to protect myself.

"Oh." I said, like he suddenly reminded me all of this. "Look, I'm a reporter Gerard, nothing more. I only stayed there for a while because nobody else would." Wow, did I really say that? My voice sounded so cold, so heartless. UGH. Why was I doing this to him?

Gerard scowled and nodded slowly, digesting my salty words. "Fair enough." He gulped, but something in his voice was disrupted, he was hurt.

I was about to say something back but-

"Thanks anyway." His bitter mumble cracked on his lips. Then he quickly turned around, bolting out of my sight under the crying rain.

Fuck. I knew I went too far, my cruel and cold lies offended him. I made it seem like I took care of him only because I had no other choice. A simple burden I got stuck with. When in reality - I was the one who chose to take care of him. He never asked me to do so. All he ever did was ask for company, which I also accepted. But now? I was trying to spit it right back in his face. Ugh. This bitchy facade wasn't doing me any good.

I sighed at myself, grabbing my forehead, regretting, only regretting. "Wait! Gerard!" I helplessly shouted as I ran to catch his figure. He was just about to enter the bus, but then he stopped. I jogged to his side, out of breath, throwing myself against the doorway. "Look, Gerard, I'm sorry, it's just tha-"

"Don't." He cut me roughly. "Don't you feel sorry for me." His eyes were hostile, clawing at my soul. "I'll see you in Kansas Lechowski."

I watched Gerard climb the stairs as the large doors closed on him. And I just stayed there, miserable and soaked under the crying rain. Ow, I felt bad, really bad. But the rain had no pity for me as it started flooding violently.

I just stared at the motion of the bus wheels, torn-up, speechless and oh- so goddamn wet.

Then a loud horn came in my ears.

"Mia! What are you doing there? Won't you get inside!" Suko's voice shouted from behind, she was in the van, honking at me impatiently.

I shook my head and ran to her. I jumped in the back of our sacred temple and sighed out of relief at the welcoming warmth around me. I immediately wandered through the CDs in the back and got my hands on a whole collection of Marilyn Manson's albums. I inserted Antichrist Superstar in the radio and turned the volume up. My ears bled at the sound Manson's broken voice, but it strangely soothed me. Then I opened the window to my side and pressed my face against the frame. I let the wind blew against my skin and hair as tiny rain drops dashed on my cheeks.

I was leaving my traces behind again, diving head first into the unknown.

Hopefully the boys weren't playing tonight, because Kansas was 9 hours away. Guess our third ride wasn't about to end so soon...

*

"Oh god I need to pee so bad." I lamented, wobbling my butt on the seat.

"Yeah just hang in there Mia. The rest area's just a few minutes away."

5 hours.

5 hours had passed since we left Milwaukee and now, we'd just cross the borders of Iowa City. Suko just received a text from Frank, saying we'd make a quick stop soon. The insides of my core were burning, oh they burned so bad now. I couldn't hold it any longer - I was about to pee in my pants.

But thankfully, just when I was about to give in, the MCR bus made a quick turn to the left and I moaned. Suko followed the vehicle as it took an exit for a rest area. Then shortly after, we all parked beside a small cabin. A lot of trees shielded the area, hiding it totally from the highway. You really couldn't see it if you didn't know it was there.

Anyway, as soon as the van stopped, I threw myself out and ran like a madman to find the bathroom. I made sure not to fall down as I stepped in the slippery mud. I finally reached the cabin and kicked the doors open, welcomed by the stillness of the place. There weren't any people or decorations, no. Just a few dining booths along the window and 2 vending machines in the back of a corridor.

My desperate eyes finally spot the red toilet sign- it flashed at the end of the corridor. I wasted no time and entered the small bathroom, locking it behind me. I moaned out of relief when I finally sat on the potty, getting rid of all the coffee inside me. Once I was finished, I strolled back to the sink and washed my hands. I couldn't help but grimace when I looked in the mirror. My chocolate hair was huge, all the humidity from the rain made it blow up, it was curling ungracefully in different directions and my face was pale. I did look a bit better than yesterday though, but the life on the road was already having it's effect on me. I seemed skinnier, my jaw was more defined and my cheekbones were slightly popping out. But whatever, I wasn't here to win a beauty contest.

I splashed water on my face and opened the door.

But I hissed, stuck in the doorway.

Gerard was kneeled down in front of a vending machine, just a few meters away. He was talking to Mikey. I immediately shut the door again and pressed my back against it. "Fuck" I cursed. I then heard steps coming closer, one of them had probably just entered the men's bathroom.

Hmmm. Maybe it was Gerard - maybe this was the right time to get out. I hurried out the bathroom again, but sadly, it was Mikey that left. Gerard was still there, at the same spot, gawking at the candy bars behind the glass. I tiptoed slowly, he didn't notice me. Or maybe he did and tried to ignore me, probably still mad at me.

Argh. I had to talk to him, this childish nonsense needed to stop.

"Kitkat are a bad choice." My quiet voice dared - he turned around. A bitterness still played on his face. "If I were you, I'd go with the Twix. The caramel inside stretches out when you take a bite." I approached him slowly.

"Meh, not a caramel type of guy." He grunted.

I kneeled down beside him. "Well then, what about the Milky Way, Mr. Way?" I teased, glancing at him. (Wow just look at that cringy joke! It's awful, painfully awful.)

He scowled slightly, but his lips were fighting a smile. "Nah, not a marshmallow type of guy."

"Hmmm..." I bit the inside of my cheeks, acting like I was trying to read his mind. "Snickers then?"

"Nop." He snapped, lips popping out the p letter. "Not that type of guy either."

"Well then Mr. Way, what type of guy are you?"

He studied me intensely for a while, thinking. I stared back, suddenly feeling self conscious.

"I'm the type of guy that wants to know the truth Mia."

I squinted. "W-what do you mean?"

His eyes flared at me. "I know you lied to me."

See? This is what I tell you when I say I'm horrible at lying - it never fucking works. NEVER.

"Gerard I-" Words got stuck in my throat, I wanted to tell him the truth, but I couldn't. I really couldn't. "I'm sorry for what I said earlier, I really am."

"I know you're sorry. But I don't care about that." He scolded me.

I frowned. "Then wha-"

"You didn't give me an answer." He cut me, leaning closer. "Why did you leave this morning?"

My cheeks turned red. "I..." My lips trembled. "I can't..."

Gerard sighed heavily. "Fine." He then stretched up his legs and selected Skittles on the machine as he inserted coins in the slot.

I stood up too- reaching his level, anticipating his reaction. "Are you mad?"

He raised an eyebrow. "Me? Nah." He breathed out, watching the mechanism drop his item. "It's fine Mia. I get it now."

I shook my head. "I don't understand."

He bent over to grab his candy, chuckling under his breath. "I guess some things are better left unsaid." He winked at me and just like that, he walked away.

I watched him join the others in one of the booths. I wasn't smiling, I wasn't frowning. I just thought about what he said, knowing I'd always remember those words.

Yeah, some things were definitely better left unsaid.

Especially the ones I couldn't even admit to myself.

*

Somewhere in Kansas

The rain had stopped, we were finally there. It was my first time in Kansas and I was stunned at how beautiful it was. Large pastures covered the horizon, making me feel peaceful. We were rolling on a quiet country road, only surrounded by fields. The sun was gone.

Then around 11pm, Frank called Suko, but I picked it up for her.

"Hey."

"Hey Matsuko!"

"Nop, Mia here."

"Oh! Hi Mia, it's yah boy Frank."

I chuckled quietly. "Yeah, I know."

"How's the ride so far? Feeling okay?"

"Yeah, we're tough girls." I glanced at Suko who winked at me.

"Sweet. Well, can you tell Suko that we'll take the next trail on our right? It'll seem a little bushy but don't worry, Ray told me that it led to creek with a sweet spot for camping."

"Oh, awesome, yeah I'll tell her now."

"Alright Mia, see you in a bit!"

"See ya."

I hung up and informed Suko about the new directives. She did as she was told and in a short minute - we wandered through a small and bumpy path. The MCR bus was quite ahead of us but we could still see it.

After 5 minutes, the path finally enlarged, exposing a vast site in front of us. The ground was covered in dried grass, tall trees surrounded us, creating a cocoon atmosphere. Also a creek lurked from the distance. Something magical was in the air.

We parked beside the forest's borders. Me and Suko both stepped outside, welcomed by a gentle breeze and the chirping sounds of the crickets. The moon shined up the place, glowing in the water. I just sighed out loud, leaning against the trunk, breathing into the serenity. Suko joined me.

"Wow! This is perfect." She claimed, wrapping her arm around mine.

"It really is." I mumbled. "Never wanna leave this place."

"Me neither." She whispered numbly, probably at the staring moon. It was a full moon that night.

The 5 boys eventually appeared with outdoor chairs and boxes in their hands. Probably some supplies they had in the bus. I don't think this was their first time camping like that. We watched for a while but eventually joined them as they all crafted a chilling spot beside the creek. Then Ray and Bob disappeared in the forest to collect some dry wood for the fire.

And Gerard? Well, Gerard stood in of front me. The sleeves of his white shirt were rolled up to his shoulders, exposing his arms. A cigarette hanged at the edge of his lips and he picked up rocks from the ground. I think it was to create a shield for the flames, or something like that.

I really tried not to stare at him labouring, but it was impossible. He just looked so unbelievably hot like that. Mud and sweat dripped down his face and I just wanted to smack him down a tree and rip his damn shirt off.

Fuck.

If only he didn't attract me this much, if only this could be easy. But it wasn't, god it fucking wasn't.

But I think Gerard noticed me staring at some point, because he smirked. Yeah, he did. It was subtle though, but he totally did. My breath hitched in my throat. Then he slicked his hair back, sinfully, all for me to see as he went off.

Okay. He knew I craved him - of course he did - and he fucking enjoyed it.

"Got any cigarettes Suko?" I shot.

"Uh yeah, since when did you start smoking?"

"Just now."

*
One hour later, we were all sitting around a large crackling fire.

I was between Ray and Mikey, I did it on purpose because I wanted to ask them questions. Gerard, Suko and Frank were facing me - slightly to my right. As for Bob, he was already sleeping in the bus.

Everybody drank beer, but that's nothing new. A small radio was placed on a folding table; experimental music came out of it. Frank spent 20 minutes to find a proper station that didn't chirp. Our phones didn't even have signals here. Guess you could say we were deep in the woods.

Mikey told me about the story of how he found the name of the band. I already knew it, but the details he gave me were deeper, way more interesting than what I had read. He also told me stories about his childhood with Gerard. How they would listen to Iron Maiden in their basement, read comics and make up stories. He even admitted being a dork, a nerd, a loser. But I thought it was cute.

Ray also confessed about the first time he played in front of a crowd. He ended up falling off the stage, smashing his skull on the ground as nobody cared to grab him.

Gerard and Suko also looked like they bonded that night. I didn't know what they were talking about, but it looked fascinating. I sometimes peeked an eye on them, nodding at Mikey's words just as I held my microphone up.

"It's so easy talking to you Mia, I don't even feel like I'm talking to a journalist." Mikey said, adjusting his glasses as he watched the fire.

"That's so true." Ray nodded. "You're pretty good at what you do. I can't shut up when you ask me questions."

Mickey laughed in ascertainment. "Think I've just told you half of my childhood and my third beer is not even finished yet."

I blushed and chuckled. "Aww thanks guys. But you know, I'm just doing my work, I'm here because of you."

They all smiled.

"Working hard here?" Frank snapped as he appeared out of nowhere and made me jump from behind.

I gasped. "Huh! Yeah, I was. Until you scared the living shit ouf of me!"

He giggled. "Just wait till you hear my dirty secrets." Okay, he was drunk. He sat on the ground in front of me.

I raised an eyebrow, suddenly intrigued. "What dirty secrets?"

"Ah-Ah. Patience my friend, patience. If you get lucky before the end of the summer, you might get a confession." He winked.

"Pfff, don't listen to him Mia, he's just talking shit." Ray argued, throwing a piece of wood in the fire.

"He's a virgin, that's the fucking secret." Mikey shot, glancing at his friend provokingly.

"Tsss, takes one to know one, you fool." Frank giggled.

"That's what they always say."

I shook my head. "Okay guys, think we did enough for today." I put my microphone aside, pressing the record button off. "Now let's get wasted."

We all smashed our beers together before chugging them down like savage beasts.

*

It think it was something like 2am when everybody started to yawn.

Frank was the first to say goodnight. Me and Suko eventually followed as well as all the others. I hadn't said a word to Gerard since our last time at the rest-area. Seriously it was weird, it's like he was trying to avoid me, but at the same time, he made sure I'd notice him. It was about the way he laughed, or the hasty moves he made. He probably wanted to make me suffer for what I said this morning - tease my nerves and core a little.

But I wasn't blind, I could see within his cruel lines.

Though I wasn't doing anything to make him stop.

*
I woke up in the middle of the night.

Totally drenched in sweat.

The humidity outside had risen and caused my clothes to stick on my body. I tried to get back to sleep several times, but I couldn't. I just needed to cool down, I needed some air. The doors of the van were closed and it kept the wind from coming in. Also Suko was snoring and it was pretty annoying.

I quietly stepped outside in my boxer, feeling the humide soil beneath my feet. The scenery was breathtaking. It was so different from the city that always wore on me. Only the wind was hearable here, it danced through the leafs. All the nocturnal insects were wide awake.

Then I spotted the creak in the distance. It was calling me - the water - I could feel it.

I was just beside the water now.

I sat on the on the edge, gently bathing my toes in the stream. But the temperature was so good that I plunged my feet a little deeper, rising the water to my knees. Then a few minutes later, it was at the base of my thighs. Ugh. It felt amazing.
Then, I don't know what happened to me, but I impulsively took my top off. I just jumped in the water. The waves splashed on my skin, it was so incredible, so refreshing. I even took my boxers off at some point, because they kept me from swimming.

Wow. Okay. I was naked now, naked as fuck but I didn't care.
I floated blissfully on top of the water, staring at the infinite darkness as I studied the different constellations. It was fascinating. I even think I recognized Cassiopeia and Ursa Minor at some point. Yeah, I'm a fucking nerd when it comes to that, thanks to my dad.

But then suddenly - a low voice disturbed my peace.

"That looks nice."

I jumped and I gasped, totally petrified. My members splashed in the water- the impact burned my skin. I sank deep in the stream and swam towards the shore behind me. Then I gripped the border, hiding my breasts with my free arm. My eyes nervously scanned the area to spot my clothes. But I only gasped again. Shit.

Gerard's figure was standing on the other side.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I whispered sternly.

"What? Can't I have a little look at the water too?" He said, almost too casually. He stumbled around the creek, slowly approaching me. "I have all the right to be here..."

It was at that daunting moment I realized Gerard was holding my clothes

"Argh for fuck sake Gerard!" I barked. "Give me my damn clothes!"

"Oh." He shot innocently. "You mean this?" He swayed the thin fabric in front of his face, only playing with my nerves now.

"Give me my fucking clothes Gerard!" I cursed through gritted teeth.

"Hmm, guess I'd give them to you but- you're not asking very nicely." He faked a pout.

I sighed roughly. "Gerard dammit, stop acting like that, this is not funny!" Oh man, I was helpless, helpless and he knew it.

Gerard was closer now, much closer. His taunting face lurked at me.

"Just ask nicely and I'll give them to you." He coaxed.

I panted. "What the hell do you want me to say?"

"I don't know..." He started. "Something like... Oh please, Gerard." He moaned out, making emphasis on the last words. Then he smirked devilishly and bent over my trembling figure.

Okay look, I totally knew where this was going. But I wouldn't beg for him- never.

And if I wasn't stuck in the water, I swear- I really swear, I would've kicked his damn balls.

I groaned exasperatedly. "This is fucking ridiculous."

He raised an eyebrow. "Hmmm....too bad then." And just like that, Gerard threw my clothes away, I saw them flying up in the air until they reached a large tree - only to get caught in a branch. "Oops, sorry." He said, totally not sorry though.

"NO! Why the hell did you do this?" I whimpered. "I... I can't believe you just did this! You fucking prick!" I was yelling now, I didn't care if the others would wake up, I was pissed off. Really-really-really pissed off.

Then his mocking laugh entered my ears, making my blood boil. Oh, but I wasn't having it. I quickly hopped over the shore and gripped one of his legs. Gerard gawked at me, totally surprised. Then I dragged him down with me. He cursed my name as he fell into the water.

And that, ladies and gents,

it's called justice.






Notes

cliffhanger im so sorrrrrrryyyy ( I had to otherwise this chapter would become a damn novel)

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