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Gerard slowly opened his eyes, looking around the room he was in. He could tell it was a hospital room, but it didn't have any machines or anything in it, just the bed he was lying on and a small couch in the corner of the room.
“Ah, hello, Gerard.” a nurse with blond curly hair walked in, holding a glass of water that she set on a bedside table next to Gerard. She pulled a chair that was leaning against the wall a bit closer to the bed and sat down. “How are you feeling?”
“Um, fine,” Gerard said, sitting up slowly and rubbing his head a little. “My head hurts a little though.”
“That's good to hear.” the nurse said, smiling. “We were pretty sure you were going to be okay, but we brought you here just I case.”
Gerard nodded a little, realizing the pain in his head was a lot different than what it had been like earlier on stage, and the strange feeling in the pit of his stomach had gone away. Wait... The concert!<
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Gerard paced back and forth in the tour bus, his hand shaking slightly. There was less than an hour until they were supposed to be on stage, yet he was in sweats and a tee-shirt, hair messy, teeth not brushed, with mascara and eyeliner all over his face. Yes, Gerard got the bright idea to put on his makeup three hours in advance, even though he knew very well that he was probably going to cry before the performance.
He sighed a little, putting his face in his hands. He let out a few small whimpers, but quickly went silent when he heard a knock on the tour bus door. Running a hand through his hair, Gerard let out a quiet “come in,” his voice cracking slightly.
The door opened, and Frank walked in, making his way over to Gerard. “Gerard, are you even ready?” he asked, a slightly concerned look on his face.
“N-Not quite...” Gerard mumbled, trying not to let his eyes meet Frank's.
“What's all this makeup?” Frank asked, placing his hands on Ge
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There has been only one customer all day. Could it be any more boring? I think by myself and stare my wristwatch as if it’s going to move faster. Ray and I had made a deal that he would come and stop by at some point. I don’t want to sound like a loser but seriously I have been waiting for it all day. It’s not like I don’t like my job, but selling records all day and night can be boring sometimes, at least if most of the customers have really shitty music taste. I snicker to myself and continue stocking LP’s.
“Jazz here, punk there –oh misfits…” I murmur and wander around the shop, my black vans shoes screeching as I walk. I have been working here since I was 16 so that is exactly five years in a week. Time sure flies but not much has changed. I am still living with mom, still playing guitar in our basement… Oh well I am glad that it has been so steady for the past couple of years
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I never thought that I would be that kid. You know that who is always happy to everyone, helping folks out in school, in work… The problem is: not many people are kind towards you, but that doesn’t matter. Everybody knows exactly that you are having troubles in home (and with yourself of course). They don’t want to have anything to do with you but you need something to live for. This is sad as fuck, I know but I have gotten used to it so life goes on and I live day by day.
“Sigh…” I rub my eyes trying to stay awake during the lecture. I haven’t been able to sleep too well in the past couple of weeks; it is starting to trouble me. I had to take more shifts at work so that mom and I could keep living in our home. More work –less sleep.
It is really strange that someone’s home can be taken away just like that… Mom always tells me that I am too young and too
Boys school part 14"We oughta get goin" Gerard slurred after they had been laying around for Frank didn't know how long. He nodded gathering all his remaining strength to get up. Although he managed to actually get up, he still had a hard time keeping his balance. His entire body felt like the a boat in a disastrous storm. "Fuuuck" the sixteen- year old couldn’t remember the last time he had felt this wasted. He wouldn't remember this time tomorrow anyway, but just fuck.Boys school part 143 weeks ago in Romance More Like This
“Come on Mikes, get up, will ya?” The older raised his slurry voice again, which as Frank noticed just then sounded quite hoarse, probably from all the singing or more like screaming. “Noo mum it's too early” Was the third boys first “spoken” words in the last hours. Barely realizing what the other just said, Gerard let his arm slide around his brother's waist, gathering him up. While holding his brother's staggering body close to his own, they took their first steps towards the entrance of the c