"What the hell?" I cry at Gerard, after the doctor leaves.
"What am I gonna do? I can't go with you!"
"Why not? For all they know you're safe from your Dad."
"Yes, but I don't know you."
"They think you do we can get to know each other and you listen to my music."
"I know they think that, but th- wait, what? How do you know that I listen to-"
"You sing in your sleep."
I put my head in my hands and sighed.
"You also quote things a lot. Specifically, me." He continues.
"I'm so sorry... I-I, no, there isn't an excuse. I'm a fan. I admit it."
"Honestly, don't feel bad. I love to talk and help fans and this is really helpful."
I hope he doesn't just look at me like a fan. We get on really well.
"I'll go talk to the doctor and call Frank to bring the car."
"Uh, okay." And with that, he leaves me to sit and wait. Oh my God. I'm going home with Gerard freaking Way. I pull myself up with my good arm and reach my bag. Inside is my phone. I have ten missed calls three voice mails and five texts. All from my Dad. I was disgusted at myself for still being able to call him that. I read the texts first.
Where the FUCK are you?
I'm not finished with you, yet.
You better get your ass on home.
If you don't turn up soon, you'd better hope I don't find you.
You know what bitch, I don't care, you could be dead and would just laugh.
I feel the tears on my face as I click on the voice mails.
"Listen to me, I will find you. And when I do you will regret everything you've ever done."
I'm in the middle of the second voice mail when Gerard comes back. He was sees the tears and pulls my phone away putting it close to his ear. He looks disgusted.
"That is why you are coming with me." He spat, "He's a douche and doesn't deserve a wonderful girl like you."
"You don't know me, Gerard."
"I don't need to." He sits next to me. "What could you possibly have done?"
"I don't know, but I did something. If I hadn't, we'd be fine. I deserve it." I recite my Dad's words. "He's right. I should go and face the what I've done."
Gerard waves his hand in front of my face, but I don't move.
"Listen to me. You are a brave, strong, beautiful girl. You don't deserve that. Not even the worst person in the universe deserves it. I want you to come with me. You'll be safe with me. I can promise you that." I look up at him. He looked so sincere. It was like I could trust him. I wanted to tell him everything, I wanted to cry into him and he could repeatedly tell me I'll be fine. That couldn't happen, though. I know it can't. It's ridiculous. I'm ridiculous. Gerard pulls me into his chest and strokes my hair. I can't help it, I break down and sob my eyes out. He hugs and comforts me until his phone rings. We pull away and Gerard answers it. A few seconds later, he hangs up.
"Frank is outside with the car, he'll be up in a sec. We should start heading down and meet him."
"Okay." I get up and reach for my bag. Gerard blocks my hand.
"What kind of a gentleman would I be if I didn't take your bag for you?" I laugh as he holds his arm out. I take it in my good arm and we walk through the ward, looking at everyone as we go.
A couple of guys whoop and wink at Gerard. I turn my head towards him and he shrugs. I furrow my eyebrows, but laugh. Halfway down the stairs, Frank Iero bumps into Gerard.
"She's finally awake then." He winks at Gerard.
"Are you walking her down to her parents-" I stiffen. Gerard feels it and clears his throat.
"Actually, no. I said I'd look after her."
"You are joking, aren't you? You don't know-" Gerard hits him.
"We'll talk in the car." We all walk towards the front entrance. I'm constantly turning around and looking for my Dad. I don't know what I would do if I did see him.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A/N Hey guys! I wanted to know if you're enjoying the story. I'm about to start writing the next chapter, but I'm going away till Friday and don't know if I'll have wifi... Ugh! If I do then I'll upload. |Anyway, back to the point, if you like can you leave me a comment? Maybe what you think might happen next? THANK YOU GUYS!!!! I love you all xxx ^-^