Gerard P.O.V.
After visiting Rosa, we headed back to the Hale's place.
Irmarie was quiet most of the time when we were driving back. When we were back home, she quickly walked to her room and shut the door.
I walked to the door and knocked.
"Can I come in?" I asked.
"Y-yeah." Irmarie's voice broke.
I opened the door. Irmarie had her back to me. I knew she was crying since her body was shaking.
I walked to her and wiped a few tears away. I then pulled her for a hug.
"I-I'm s-sorry for being a c-cry baby." Irmarie said.
"It's okay. I would be crying too if I were in your shoes." I said.
Irmarie pulled back and sat on her bed. She rubbed her eyes.
"You know, I think you should go back home." She said.
"Why?" I asked.
"I had you hear like all of Spring Break, idiot. I'm not going to have you here for another week." Irmarie smiled.
"Oh, now you're annoyed by me?" I said acting like I was offended.
"Yes. Yes I am." Irmarie said with a serious face.
At first, I thought she wasn't kidding. But then, she started laughing.
"Oh man. You should have seen your face." Irmarie laughed.
"Ha ha ha, very funny." I sarcastically said.
"Oh man." Irmarie said as she laid down. "But no really. You should go home, your family misses you."
"They can live without me. Plus, I'm going to be turning eighteen in a couple of weeks." I said. "No... about a week."
The room fell into silent. I am going to be turning eighteen in about a week. It's March- no, April. It's April first.
Wow, I did not see that coming.
"What day is it?" Irmarie asked.
"The first." I said.
"Damn, time goes by really quickly." She said.
"Ditto."
"Want to go watch some t.v.? I am kind of bored right now," Irmarie said.
"Sure."
We both walked to the living room. Everyone wasn't there.
"That's weird." Irmarie muttered and sat down.
It was weird. Usually Star is down here.
I started hearing voices. At first, I thought it was all in my head. But then Irmarie turned around and then looked at me.
"I'm not the only one hearing that, right?" Irmarie asked.
"No. I ear the voices, too." I said.
Irmarie got up and started walking to the voice. I followed her.
We walked until we started hearing shouting.
"NO, SHE'S BETTER OFF WITH ME!" We heard Vinny yell.
"I never hear Vinny yell like that." Irmarie said looking at the door to the basement.
"NO VINNY. SHE'S BETTER OFF WITH US!" We heard Robin yell.
"No! Amy is carrying a baby, maybe I should take her." Rocky said.
"OH JUST SHUT UP, ROCKY. I CAN TAKE CARE OF IRMARIE." Spike yelled.
"How the fuck are you going to take care of Irmarie when you can barley take care of yourself!" Vinny said.
"Hey, shut the fuck up, Vinny!" Spike snapped.
"Fuck off," he said.
"You guys are wrong. Irmarie can take care of herself." Coco said.
"Coco, the girl is still seventeen. If one of us doesn't take her in as guardian then they'll come and get her." Rocky said.
The thought of it scared me. Who was going to take Irmarie? Is she going to an orphanage?
"I still think Irmarie is better with me." Robin said.
The yelling continued. They all cursed each other and I heard something break down there.
I looked at Irmarie. Irmarie was already crying. I tried to hug her, but she ran to her room. I followed her.
"Irmarie, wait!" I called.
She suddenly stops but I don't. I ran into her and we both fall to the ground.
Irmarie sighed.
The silence between us was quickly filled with shouts.
"NO, FUCK YOU, YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT!" Spike yelled.
"SPIKE, CALM DOWN!" Coco yelled.
"CALM DOWN. HOW THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSE TO CALM DOWN. THESE FUCKERS THINK I CAN'T TAKE CARE OF HER!" Spike yelled.
"BECAUSE IT'S TRUE! NOW, FUCK OFF SPIKE!" Robin yelled.
"FUCK YOU, ROBIN. JUST BECAUSE YOU'RE MARRIED DOESN'T MEAN SHIT." Spike yelled.
"BOTH OF YOU, SHUT UP!" Rocky yelled.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP, FAGGOT." Spike yelled.
They all started screaming and more things started to break. Irmarie got up and went inside her room. I followed her and closed the door. You still could hear the shouting.
Irmarie laid down on her bed and closed her eyes.
"ROCKY STOP BEATING SPIKE!" Coco yelled.
"ROCKY!" Vinny yelled.
Irmarie quietly cried to herself. I pulled her for a hug.
"ALL OF YOU ARE WRONG!" Amy yelled.
"THERE'S NO NEED TO FIGHT ABOUT THIS." Star yelled.
"WHY ARE YOU GUYS YELLING." Vinny asked.
"BECAUSE WE NEED TO GET YOUR ATTENTION!" Coco yelled.
For a while it got quiet, then all hell broke loose.
"NO, FUCK YOU, STAR." Vinny yelled.
Irmarie tried to block away all the shouting. I don't blame her, they never fought like this.
We heard some footsteps walking down the hall. More yelling came from them, and they were getting louder, too.
The whole house shook as a door was slammed closed. It was then silent for a while and more shouts started again.
I felt like a little kid trying to block out the shouts of their parents yelling. If I felt like that, I really don't want to know how Irmarie feels.
Irmarie hugged my torso and she cried into my chest. I hugged her back and gently hummed to her.
After a while, the shouting still continued, Irmarie had calmed down now.
"Run away with me," Irmarie whispered to me.
"Anytime you want," I said.
"Now will be a great time." Irmarie said.
Irmarie got up and walked to her closet.
I know people say not to run away from your problems, but Irmarie really needed to be away from here.
I pulled out my phone and text Mikey to pack a few pair of clothes.
What do you need 'em for? Mikey text.
I sighed.
I need more clothes for tomorrow. I text.
A couple of seconds later, Mikey text me back.
Okay. Do I take them over to you?
I quickly text him.
I'll come by in a minute.
"Okay, how are we going to get your clothes?" Irmarie asked.
"I text Mikey saying I needed clothes." I said.
Irmarie put her book bag full of clothes on the bed.
"Is he coming or...?"
"We're going over." I said.
"Well, lets go now." Irmarie said.
She grabbed her book bag and walked to the window. Irmarie opened it and threw the bag outside.
It was easy to escape since her room was on the ground level.
Irmarie climbed out first, then me. Irmarie then shut the window.
We ran to my house, which was not far since I do live behind them.
Irmarie stayed in the shadows, not wanted to be seen by my family.
I knocked the door. Mikey came out with my bag.
"Here you go. Is she feeling any better?" Mikey asked.
I wanted to tell Mikey what was really going on, but I'm not going to unless Irmarie wanted too.
"She's getting some sleep." I said.
"That's good. See you tomorrow. I hope Irmarie comes back too." Mikey said.
"Yeah. See you tomorrow." I smiled.
Mikey closed the door and I ran to Irmarie.
"I think I might of over exaggerated..." Irmarie said.
"Why is that?" I asked.
"We're only running away for a night. I pack a week worth of clothes... I just want to get away from there and let them cool down." Irmarie said.
"Where do you want to run?" I asked as I pulled out my car keys.
"New York." Irmarie smiled.
"Do we have cash?" I asked.
"What do you think I took long in the closet for?" Irmarie said as she open the bag and pulled out a medium size jar full of money.
"Where'd you get that?" I asked.
"It's my money I saved to run away." She smiled.
"Why?" I asked.
"Hey, it's on my Bucket List." Irmarie said.
"What else is in that Bucket List?" I asked.
"Going to New York, going to as much concerts as possible. By the way, we're going to see Giants and Tonight Alive." Irmarie said.
"The New York Giants?" I asked never knew she was into football.
"No you idiot. The band Giants." Irmarie said.
"There's a band called Giants?" I asked.
"Yes. They've been a band since 2004." Irmarie said.
"Okay. Off to New York to see the band Giants and Tonight Alive!" I said.
"Gerard, shut the fuck up." Irmarie said as she ran to my car. "And fucking drive." She whispered-shout.
We drove to New York. New York isn't far from where we live, just about two hours.
"Hey, the concert is tomorrow night. Lets stay at that hotel." Irmarie said pointing to the Holiday Inn.
Once I parked, we went inside. There was a man there, he looks like he's in his mid twenties.
"Hello, how may I help you?" He asked.
"Can we get a room for two nights." Irmarie said.
"Okay. Room 182 will do." He looked at me and then at Irmarie, who was getting the cash out.
"Thank you, and welcome to New York City. Who are you visiting?" The man asked.
"We're visiting a sick aunt. It's our turn to help her." I said.
"Okay. Hope she gets better." The man said.
We thank him and we went to our room.
"I'm actually tired." Irmarie said as she laid down on the bed.
"So tomorrow we'll be seeing two bands." I said.
"Yeah. We might as well get some rest." Irmarie said.
I nod and lay down on my bed since there is two beds. The silence between us was comfortable. There was a soft snore that came from Irmarie. I smiled because it was cute. I turned to my side and closed my eyes, hoping that sleep will come quickly.