I Am Not Afraid To Walk This World Alone.

Riley Hicks is a different type of teenage girl. She wants to fit in, but no one likes her. To get through the day of torture she suffers at school, she listens to the words of her saviours. My Chemical Romance. When listening to them, the school's horror fades away, but that all changes when she gets home.
With her mother gone from the fear, Riley is left in her father's abusive hands. But what will happen when she finally escapes, just to find a "stranger" that helps her...

*My entry for the Battle Of The Fandoms competition.*


14. Chapter Thirteen - Operation Anniversary

Before long, I'm in my new joggers and hoodie. We thank the nurse and walk out of the hospital to two different cars. I get in a car with Gerard, Patrick, Pete and Mikey. Since there is less people in the other car we put my presents in there.


We talk about stupid things and laugh the whole way.


"We have a big house that we share together when we're writing. If we aren't writing, we stay at home with our families." Gerard tells me. "We do actually share it with Patrick and that lot, but they aren't around all the time." 


We pull into the driveway of a mansion.


"I thought you said house?" I gasp, opening the car door quickly and clambering out. The other car pulls in and I hear Frank laughing. I turn to see what's so funny. However, when I look, I see everyone trying to hold in laughter. "What?" I whine.


"Nothing. It's cute, that's all." I make a face as Gerard walks up to me. "Follow me. I wanna show you something." 


We walk in through big double doors and I stop, amazed. Gerard laughs and pulls me forward. We go up a grand staircase and then two smaller ones. Gerard pulls open a door and pushes me in, following. I freak out a bit, but then remember the notes they gave me. They aren't gonna hurt me. I'm safe.


The large room is a pale grey, with black flowers and silhouettes of animals on it. There is a huge bed in the bed in the far left corner. A large black wardrobe stands opposite with mirrors in the doors. There is a TV on one wall with an armchair in front of it. By the door is a floor to ceiling bookshelf, full to bursting point. Besides the bed and opposite the TV, is a wall size window. It looks out at the whole of the huge garden.


"Your room!" Gerard cries, happily.


"What?" I turn to him.


"This is your room. I got it done for you." His face drops. "Do you not like it?"


"Are you kidding? I love it!" I hug him tight. He laughs and hugs me back. "Thank you for everything." I say quietly into his chest.


"Glad to help." 


We stay stood there until Gerard's phone rings.


"Gimme a moment."


He leaves and I go and sit on the bed. Immediately, I fall into it. 


"Oh my God." I say, aloud. I feel the softness of the mattress and just lay there for a while. Soon after, I hear Gerard outside.


"Dammit. Shit. Fuck. What the hell am I gonna do?"


"Gee?" I call, cautiously. Whenever Dad was like this, if I said anything, I would immediately regret it. Gerard comes back into my room. "Are you okay?"


"Yeah. Well, no. It's mine and Lindsay's anniversary. I forgot."


"So you need to make a reservation somewhere?"


"Yeah. But I don't know where will be an easy place to get at this time. Plus there is the fact that Bandit needs looking after."


"One, you are Gerard Way of My Chemical Romance. You can get a place. Two, me and the guys can look after her."


"One, it doesn't work like that. Two, I don't know."


"Oh, for God sake, Gerard! Where is her favourite place to eat?"


Gerard gives me the name of a fancy sounding restaurant and I google it on my new phone. It comes up with the number and I dial.


"Hello, Rachel speaking. How may I help?" The woman on the other end says.


"Hi, I don't suppose you have any tables free at," I look at Gerard and he puts up eight fingers. "At eight o'clock?"


"Um. Unfortunately, we don't. We can do to ten o'clock?"


"Okay, not gonna work. Listen the person I'm ringing for needs eight and if you can't do that then we'll have to go somewhere else. Thank you, goodbye!" I pull the phone away from my ear slightly before hearing the woman again.


"Hang on. I'm sure we can get something done. What is the name?"


"Gerard Way."


"Of My Chemical Romance?"


"The one and only!"


"It is now a free spot."


"Thank you very much. Bye!" I hang up the phone. "And that is how it's done." I smile at Gerard.


"You know, you can be scary sometimes." He chuckles. "I still have to sort out Bandit."


"Like I said, I'm sure she won't mind spending time with me and Uncle Mikey."


"Are you sure?"


"No, I said it for fun!" I say, sarcasm dripping from the words. 


I get up as there is a sudden knock at the door. I open it and Mikey, Pete and Patrick come in. Ray, Andy, Joe and Frank are behind them. They drop my stuff in my room and are about to leave when I stop them.


"Guys. I wanna ask you something."


"Sure. What is it?" Patrick turns round, followed by the others. 


"How would you feel about babysitting?"


Mikey looks at Gerard.


"You forgot your anniversary, didn't you?" Mikey is trying not to laugh.


"Maybe." Gerard replies, rubbing the back of his neck. Everyone starts laughing at him.


"Guys!" I shout, stopping the laughter. "You don't have a choice in this. I hope you know that." Everyone's faces drop. Gerard and I laugh now.


"I'm going to ring Lindsay and tell her to meet me here." Gerard gets up and walks out.


"We're doing what now?" Pete looks at me.


"Pete. You have two children."


"Not the point."


"We need to make it the best time ever." Patrick says, looking determined. Mikey laughs.


"It will be," he says. "Uncle Mikey is here!" I punch his arm.


"You're full of yourself. Right, okay. Let's get started. We have three hours." I say, looking at the clock on my wall.

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