Carry Me Until the End

Chapter 3

I pull up to Gerard's house after many, many hours of driving.

Its big... Bigger than I remember that is. Its around 9 am now. It must have been hours... 6 to be exact... God danm.

He's waiting for me on the front step. Smiling and still in his pajamas, wearing his nappy bed head hair with pride.

Once I step out of the car he runs to me and tackles me into a hug. I try and flinch away but by the time he reaches me with his arms open wide my reflexes react to late.

"Hey" he breaths, I hear the smile in his voice. His beautiful, God sent voice. "H-hey" I say finally hugging him back.

"I'm so happy you're hear" he says, smiling a smile brighter than the sun. It's adorable, I've always loved his smile.

It takes me a minute to realize that... I really missed him. I forgot that he made me happy, like, really really happy, just seeing him comforts me. I forgot what happiness felt like to be honest.

"Let's get your bags" he says heading to my car. "Ok" I say flatley. I only brought two bags, he carries them both to my room, well, new room.

Its creamy white with a nice queen sized bed, a dresser and a closet... It's more than I could've imagined or asked for.

"Get yourself settled. I'll be downstairs making breakfest" he smiles. I nod and begin unpacking my things.

For some odd reason I lay on the bed and breath in the scent of the sheets and blankets. They smell like Gee. Like fresh laundry that is neatly pressed and folded and has been in a linen closet for a while.

Its almost refreshing... Calming maybe?

I suddenly think to myself. "Its great to be home again."

I walk downstairs and aromas of breakfast foods instantly fill my nostrils engulfing me in a warm blanket of comfort and contentment. Bacon, eggs, toast and chocolate chip pancakes.

He knows its my favorite. I can't believe he's remebered after all of theses years. He notices I've walked in. He smiles as he turns to face me.

"Do you like your new room?"

I nod and smile. "I love it. I don't know how I could ever begin to repay you for this."

"Do you really? I can get you a different room if you don't like it!"

"No I really like the room Gee, I would've been ok with the couch but I love the room." I put my arms up in deffence and do a jazz handy kinda thingy (don't know what its called, I do it a lot though).

He smiles and nods. He puts my plate down in front of me.

"Eat up" he says while walking away to give me space to eat.

I suddenly remeber . He called me fat whenever I ate big meals like this... I start eating slowly, trying not to eat a lot of it, and leave most if it for latter.

"Tell me, what's been going on... You said you would tell me what happened when you got here." He says, taking a seat across from me.

I nod, "Oh yeah, ya know... Life... Well, my boyfriend and I broke up and now I'm here obviously."

I laugh nervously after telling him, he laughs and smiles. "I'm getting into the shower, call if you need me." He gets up and walks away. The first thing I do when he gets up the stairs.. I hit the couch and turn on the TV.