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The love story written in blood
By XWelcomeToMyNightmareX

 


A love story written in blood.

"Oh god, he's so perfect" I sighed as I was fiddling with my guitar.

"Who's perfect ray?" Frankie smirked. I hadn't realized I said it out loud. I sighed again looking at Gerard.

"My guitar is perfect frank" I replied regaining some of my self-dignity.

Frank laughed.

"Yeah right. You don't have a crush on him don't cha?"

"No, Frank I don't have a crush on my guitar" I laughed " That's sort of wrong"

He growled and walked away.

"What's wrong with frank?" I looked up and saw him, I instantly got butterflies and my face went all red.

"I annoyed him" I said evilly.

"Ray, Dude. Your bad" He smirked. His smile was perfect in every way.

"What are you staring at? Do I have something on my face?" He asked.

"Oh, sorry spaced out" I grinned.

I had to get away from Gerard. He was crowding my every though. Every piece of me wanted him but he had someone and was getting married tomorrow.

"Gee?"

"Yeah ray?"

"Can I talk to you privately?"

He had a worried expression on his face. He could never love me like I love him.

"Gee, Have you ever loved someone so much that it hurts you to be around them?"

"Uhh.. Yeah why?"

"Because I'm feeling like that now and I'm thinking of leaving the band" I whispered.

"Oh my god, Ray please don't go. Talk to this person tell them how you feel"

"I can't Gerard. They don't love me back" I sighed as a tear ran down his cheek. Right then he looked so beautiful. I couldn't resist so I pressed my lips to his.

"I'm .. I'm sorry Gee. I have to go" I muttered and ran out. I jumped in the car and drove away. On the radio, they were playing Helena.

Long ago
Just like the hearse you die to get in again
We are so far from you

And far away is where I'll be. Gerard deserves to be near the one he loves not near me.

Can you hear me?
Are you near me?
Can we pretend to leave and then
we'll meet again
When both our cars collide?

I cried and turned it off. I couldn't hear his voice anymore. Once upon a time I thought he wrote that song for me. But then he met Jessica. He loves her not me. I had to get out of town and the only way to get out was turning around and driving back the same way I came. I couldn't control the tears anger more. They got so bad I couldn't see. And when I was finally able to see all I saw was the headlights to another car right in front of me. My car smashed into the other car and I went flying out the front window. I think I landed near the person that owned the other car. I was gasping for air and I knew I was dying.

"I'm sorry" I whispered to the person. I looked up and saw a mop of black hair and knew it was Gerard.

"Oh my god, Gee?"

"Ray" He whimpered "I was trying to catch up to you"

"Why? Your supposed to be getting married tomorrow"

"Ray, Goddamit I love you"

Even though I was in severe pain and dying, I was happy the one I loved, loved me back. We met again as our cars collided.

"Tonight I die, but tonight I die with the one I love. The one who my heart beats for. Together we shall walk into the afterlife hand in hand" He yelled.

"I love you gee" I whispered with my last breath.

"I love you too Ray" And he was gone.

This was a love story. Not written with a pen. Not written with Ink. But written by the blood.

This is a love story. However tragic it may seem. Now close the book. The blood is dry. And the story is written.

So long and Goodnight.

 

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