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Post by Stevison on Jun 26, 2007 23:20:05 GMT -5
You read the title. Here goes: --------------------------------------------------------------- I woke up to cold and dark. My first though was What the hell? Isn't it supposed to be June? until I looked at my alarm clock. 4:16 AM. Knowing sleep without a blanket was impossible, I decided to stay awake. I walked into the kitchen and over to a drawer in one of the cabinets. I opened it, to find it was empty. I repeated this 3 more times, and finally found the silverware. I grabbed the sharpest looking most concealable knife I could find and picked my sweatshirt up off of a chair. In the dark, I made my way over to the door through the field of unopened boxes. Tripping twice, I hoped I didn't break anything labeled "FRAGILE". I don't know why, but I had decided to go for a walk in Belleville New Jersey, at 4 AM. I held the knife inside my sweatshirt pocket, ready to attack if anyone came near me. The knife made me think of how dangerous everyone said Belleville was. I started thinking about what would happen if I was murdered then and there. I rounded the block for the second time, thinking about whether or not Gerard would miss me. I determined that he wouldn't, since he hated me, I was sure. Though I started asking myself, why was I so sure he hated me? Well, for one, he hadn't said a word to me, and he'd given Mikey a dirty look when I came over. Even though I was convinced he hated me, I was still obsessing over him; how perfect he was. I started thinking about getting murdered again, while tightening my grip on my concealed knife. I walked past Gerard and Mikey's house for the third time, and started wondering if he would miss me if I was murdered. If I was killed right now, I just hope that he'd care. I wonder if he'd come to my funeral.. I didn't want to die right now, never seeing his smiling face again... I stopped my self right there. I was getting too carried away, I'd never even seen him smile. I turned around to go into our new house, only to find the first person I'd seen on my whole pre-dawn walk. I gasped as I saw I was face to face, or face to neck really, with Gerard. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Gonna type more, just in a different post.
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Post by Stevison on Jun 26, 2007 23:21:02 GMT -5
Hmm I start too many sentences in here with "I..."
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Post by Audrey. on Jun 26, 2007 23:24:04 GMT -5
I LOVE ITTTTTTTTTTT.
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Post by Stevison on Jun 26, 2007 23:43:20 GMT -5
"What the fuck are you doing walking around at....so early?" he asked. His words were still slightly slurred, and I could smell alcohol when he spoke. Thanking god I hadn't pulled my knife out at him, I stuttered for an answer. "I uh, had to get my sweatshirt from the car" I lied. I hoped he was stil intoxicated enough not to notice my weak lying skills. He half nodded. "Hey, what are you doing out so early?" I asked "I, uh went for a walk?" he replied. He was a worse lier than I was. Then again, I had to take into consideration that he was still drunk. "At 4:30 in the morning?" I inquired, while enjoying watching his face while he tried to lie. "Yeah, uhhh..." I cut him off. "Your brother didn't really introduce us. I'm Marissa Burke." "And I am Gerard Way" With this, he stuck his arm out theatrically, and I shook his hand. I started becoming more optimistic when we started talking, thinking he didn't hate me. Around 5 AM we decided to sit on my front steps. I loved talking to Gerard Way. He was really smart, amazingly creative, and it may have just been the alcohol, but he was hilarious too. With every minute I felt my self falling for him more. We were soon getting pretty tired, and kept falling closer together. I felt my heart beat pick up, even though I was only half awake. As dawn came closer and closer, we were only a fraction awake, and Gerard kept almost falling on to me. I was almost ecstatic with the knowledge that he didn't hate me. Then all my good feelings came to a crashing halt. Gerard's head fell onto my shoulder, and I breathed in the scent of his hair. He sighed, and I smelled alcohol. I didn't mind the smell, but it reminded me that he had been drinking, and still did hate me. I sat up wide awake, causing Gerard to stir for only a second before dozing back off. This realization was like ice water. I felt extremely depressed and looked sadly at Gerard, who was at least ten times more beautiful when he was asleep. My head suddenly cleared, I decided he should be home by now. I stood Gerard up and wrapped his arm around my shoulders. I shivered when I touched him, and my stomach felt like it was going to come jumping out of my throat. "Come on, you have to get home Gerard" I whispered in his ear encouragingly. He stood shakily, and I helped him across the street as the sun came up. We got to his door, and I slipped a piece of paper with my name, number and screen name written clearly on it. I took out a key he'd told me about from the same pocket, and unlocked the Ways' door. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ 4 and a half more pages to type. Uggghhh, I hate typing.
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Post by Stevison on Jun 26, 2007 23:45:37 GMT -5
I LOVE ITTTTTTTTTTT. Thanks! Its stuff like that that keeps me typing.
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Post by Stevison on Jun 27, 2007 0:05:06 GMT -5
I felt wrong going into his house, but I felt even more wrong leaving him outside. I walked into the living room and helped Gerard over to the couch. He fell backwards on it and went back to sleep instantly. Watching him sleep intrigued me. He was probably the only person that I wanted to watch while they were unconscious. I remembered that I was in his house and slipped the key back into his jacket pocket. I took one more look at Gerard sleeping and fought back the urge to kiss him. I had only known him for a day, yet I would kiss him in a heartbeat. So I did. I leaned in and planted the most delicate kiss of my entire life on his lips. Little shocks of electricity surged through my body as I kissed him, and I loved the way they felt. Though asleep, he responded with an adorable pucker. I gave him one more quick kiss and started for the door. I was stopped half way there by the same female voice I'd heard screaming after Gerard last night. His mother, he'd informed me. "Hey! What are you doing in my house?!" she yelled, while running down the steps. I froze and looked at the couch. So did she. "Oh! You brought Gerard home! Thank god! I was so worried! Thank you." she walked over to the couch and stroked Gerard's long black hair. "Where did you come from?" she asked in a much softer tone than the first round of questions. "I, uh live across the street. Gerard was walking and I saw him and I thought I should bring him home." I said in one nervous breath. "Thank you again. I hope he wasn't, er, rude, while you were helping him?" I had no idea what she was talking about. Even drunk, he had been polite. Except when he was talking about his mother. That part I left out. "No Mrs. Way. He was polite and courteous." She looked relieved. "Oh, well, thank you again. What did you say your name was?" "Marissa Burke" "Well, Marissa, come over whenever you like. You're welcome here. I said goodbye and walked tiredly out the door. Mom was still asleep, and hadn't even noticed I was gone for two and a half hours. I put the knife back and went to my room. I planned on going to sleep, since I was exhausted, but certain curtainless windows found me sleeping nder my bed, on the floor. The last thing I thought of was Gerard, my still tingling lips a welcome reminder of him. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- And I just thought I'd cut this off here cause she's going to sleep.
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Post by Stevison on Jun 27, 2007 0:17:04 GMT -5
This part is stupidly short, but whatever. ------------------------------------------------------ I woke up for good around one. I still had my fingers on my lips, and it only took me a second to remember why. "Gerard" I whispered affectionately. It took me longer to grasp the fact that I'd actually kissed him than to remember that I had. I rolled out from underneath my bed. A pile of sheets, blankets and pillows was on top of it. I started to think Well they would have been alot more useful last night, but stopped my self. If I had had a blanket, I wouldn't have kissed Gerard. Mom had obviously been unpacking while I was asleep. All my stuff was in a few boxes by the door.I opened the door to find all of our stuff unpacked. There wasn't a single box to be found. What the fuck time did she get up? I started to care, but then I remembered Gerard. I had to see how he was doing. I went to tell Mom I was going over, but she wasn't home. I found a note on the counter. Marissa-- went out shopping. Be back in a few hours. Bye, Mom------------------------------------------------------- I should have just added that to the previous part, but I'm weird like that. Kay, night you people. Byeeeeee
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Post by `emz0, bby. on Jun 27, 2007 9:31:15 GMT -5
OHMYBOB!!! [Audrey i am stealing that i love saying it ] I LOVE IT SOOOO MUCH!!!!!!! and short parts are good. they add to the suspense.
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Post by Stevison on Jun 27, 2007 10:19:41 GMT -5
Haha, thanks...I'm glad you like it. I honestly think mine sucks, but I guess I'm comparing it to this AMAZING fanfic I read. It was so good, and so long, they should have had it published. And everyone's on here are great too.
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Post by `emz0, bby. on Jun 27, 2007 10:20:30 GMT -5
i love yours. i think mine is quite sucky.
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Post by Stevison on Jun 27, 2007 10:24:24 GMT -5
Well thank you, but I love yours too. People don't love sucky things.
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Post by `emz0, bby. on Jun 27, 2007 10:25:31 GMT -5
the next chapter of mine is over a page long.
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Post by Stevison on Jun 27, 2007 10:33:15 GMT -5
Wow.. I put mine in Word, and its 5 pages
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Post by `emz0, bby. on Jun 27, 2007 10:36:09 GMT -5
im writing mine in word, and in the default font and size [times new roman size 10] the whole entire thing is seven full pages and little bit on the eighth page. i never knew i could write like this....
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Post by Stevison on Jun 27, 2007 11:01:59 GMT -5
Wow, nice. I was typing mine on here (haha) and I copied and pasted it into Word.
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Post by `emz0, bby. on Jun 27, 2007 11:19:20 GMT -5
lol
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Post by Audrey. on Jun 27, 2007 13:10:29 GMT -5
I love the rest of the parts
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Post by `emz0, bby. on Jun 27, 2007 13:25:53 GMT -5
me too!
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Post by Audrey. on Jun 27, 2007 13:28:35 GMT -5
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Post by `emz0, bby. on Jun 27, 2007 13:38:40 GMT -5
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