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Post by mustang5jk2 on Jul 19, 2007 12:14:44 GMT -5
((okay then)) .take.it.from.me.
That got her going, as he knew it would. He smiled internally, but on the outside appeared shocked and taken aback.From what he said, that's what it sounded like. He watched her run off and slid on his shoes. With a sigh, he jogged after her, wondering how this would all work out at Crystal.
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.lifes.not.worth.living.sober.
In his bedroom at Crystal, Gerard lay asleep on a chair. The room hadn't changed much since Angel had left. Still bright red with one black accent wall, a red and black checkered bedspread and black carpets. Songs and drawings that were usually kept organized and safe were strewn about the floor and furniture, attempts that had been crushed in his hands and thrown lay near the garbage can. The floor was hardly visible between dirty clothes, paper, and empties.
Paints lay on a desk in the corner, and the masterpieces created with them were on the walls. Not on paper, but on the actual walls themselves. Lyrics had been painted in careful handwriting, some of them with paintings beside them that went to the song. It looked artsy, but for him, it was getting out his emotions.
One last thing had changed since Angel had left. The empty bottles that had been dropped on the floor had once contained alcohol, something Gerard had never wanted to start again. It was alcohol that left him passed out on a chair this afternoon, the pain seeming to have been eased a bit. Intricately laced Vans lay by the chair, along with his shirt. Only black jeans had managed to stay on him as he'd walked in the door after being out all night drinking. Maybe it was better this way. |
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Post by ღGraceღ on Jul 19, 2007 12:24:28 GMT -5
Angel :x: I Can't Be True, But I Can Be Worthy
Not seeing Gerard anywhere outside, she dashed in the door of the house. She didn't even glance back at any startled faces. She ran up the stairs as fast as she could and looked around, trying to get in her surrounding again. She turned to the left and swung open Gerard's door. Tears came to her eyes as she looked about. Escpecially on the floor. How could she have been so mean? She picked up one bottle, then the next, finding them all empty. She looked around on the walls, lyrics, and his beautiful paintings. She was a horrid person. She walked to his side, sat on the littered floor and put her head on his thigh.I'm so sorry. I'm such a bitch. I never deserved you in the first place. She murmered to herself, knowing that he was asleep, most likely passed out from all of the alcohol. [/blockquote] |
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Post by mustang5jk2 on Jul 19, 2007 12:39:44 GMT -5
.so.lets.not.and.say.we.did.
Gerard had been sleeping peacefully, some of the mop of untidy black hair in front of his face. His dreams were ones he wouldn't remember when he woke up, and he liked it that way. They were Angel-free, pain-free and well, free of any emotion.He'd been passed out for a while now, and pressure on his leg and a soft voice woke him up.
He awoke with a jump, standing up and running to the far side of the room. He took a large gulp of the drink in his hand before asking,Who's there? The voice that had once sounded like barbed wire draped in black velvet was now a raspy growl. Screaming himself dizzy had made him hoarse, barely audible.I said who's there! he said again, trying to make himself louder. |
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Post by ღGraceღ on Jul 19, 2007 12:44:40 GMT -5
Angel :x: It Isn't Going My Way...
She hit her head on the chair as he jumped up.Ouch. She muttered, rubbing her temple. She watched him run and yell. Her heart surging to her throat as she saw him drink. She stood up, not saying a word as she walked to his side, tears threatening to overflow. She didn't dare touch him.It's me. Angel. She said quietly, not looking at his anguished face.Please dont' freak...please don't freak out. She thought, looking at him with a worried expression. [/blockquote] |
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Post by mustang5jk2 on Jul 19, 2007 12:52:05 GMT -5
.why.is.she.here.
Drunken eyes attempted to focus on the person before him, trying to see if she was who she said she was. The voice registered as familar, but he hadn't heard it in so long. He squinted, trying to end the blurring. Finally he whispered,It is you. A momentary silence followed before,Get out. |
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Post by ღGraceღ on Jul 19, 2007 12:58:28 GMT -5
Angel :x: I Mean No Harm
She sighed as he spoke, he was clearing totally wasted.Please Gerard. I love you. I was such a bitch. I never deserved you in the first place. Can we at least talk? She said quietly, her brown eyes looking up, into his hazy ones. [/blockquote] |
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Post by mustang5jk2 on Jul 20, 2007 19:14:44 GMT -5
.am.i.supposed.to.believe.this.
Gerard snorted and shook his head.Yeah right, he said, taking another sip.I got your message crystal clear. So why don't you just get on with your life minus me? He staggered over to the door and opened it for her. |
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Post by ღGraceღ on Jul 20, 2007 22:56:18 GMT -5
Angel :x: Please, I promise, I'm not here to harm.
She sighed, yanking the bottle from his grasp and throwing it at the wall, watching it shatter.Listen to me! She said angrily.I love you, why don't you get it? She said, tears starting to fall agian.I CAN'T get on with my life without you. She said quietly, looking up at him.I'm sorry I ever said those things. I never meant any of the cruel things I said. She finished. |
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Post by mustang5jk2 on Jul 21, 2007 19:17:20 GMT -5
.i.need.that.
Gerard dove for the bottle, but not fell in his attempt and the bottle escaped him anyways.OI! he shouted before grabbing another bottle off the floor and draining it. Blurred eyes didn't see the tears, either that or they didn't care.We're through, it's what's best. he yelled at her. |
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Post by ღGraceღ on Jul 21, 2007 20:10:28 GMT -5
Angel :x:
She sat on his bed. Watching the scene, tears falling shamelessly. How, why was she so cruel?NO IT'S NOT WHAT'S BEST! She screamed, standing up and grabbing his shoulders, shaking him, as if she could shake sence into him. She beat at his chest with her fists.No...no... She cried. [/blockquote] |
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Post by mustang5jk2 on Jul 21, 2007 20:57:35 GMT -5
.stop.we.dont.have.to.do.this.
All the shaking and pounding caused him to fall over, leaving him shaking on the ground.STOP IT, JUST STOP IT! he screamed, holding his now pounding head.Just stop it, stop it... he moaned, tears dripping down his face. |
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Post by ღGraceღ on Jul 21, 2007 23:03:21 GMT -5
Angel :x: I Never Meant It.
She contiued to cry, his sobbing making it worse. Now she had physically hurt him. Hadn't she done enough? She knelt beside him, holding his head in shaking hands. She looked down at him, never meaning any harm to the person that had meant the most to her. How could she have done it? Why was she so mean? Those were the questions the buzzed through her mind. She shakily ran her hand through his mop of black locks.I'm so sorry. She murmered.I can never repair the seems I've reeped. She said quietly, looking down at him.Just tell me...I need to hear it from you. Do you really not want anything to do with me? She asked, waiting for the answer that she really didnt' want. [/blockquote] |
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Post by mustang5jk2 on Jul 22, 2007 9:28:06 GMT -5
.i.cant.do.this.anymore.
Geard lay, quivering on the ground, somewhat relaxed by her touch. Tears still ran down his cheeks as her fingers ran through his hair. He'd forgotten how much he'd missed her touch. He'd continuously blocked her out, got drunk, so that maybe the pain would stop. The pain that was loving her. The silence remained for a few more minutes before he finally got up the courage to say it.No. When you left, I never stopped loving you. The voice was a bit slurred, but sincere. |
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Post by ღGraceღ on Jul 22, 2007 18:14:16 GMT -5
[bockquote]Angel :x: I wasn't pretending.
She kissed his cheek gently, looking down at him with worried eyes. She sat all the way down and put his head in her lap. She knew that she would have to go to Sasha or Jen if she was to stay, but right now, she put that off.I...Dunno why I did it. I was so confused at that time. I'm so sorry Gerard. She said quietly, petting his hair gently.[/blockquote]
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Post by mustang5jk2 on Jul 23, 2007 21:12:08 GMT -5
.dont.go.
Tears still slid down his cheeks from bloodshot eyes, making little dots that looked as though it had rained on that particular spot of Angel's jeans.Me too, was all he could say in his drunken state. Gerard sighed and shivered, cuddling closer to Angel.Don't ever leave me. he murmured, almost asleep. |
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