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Chapter Four
By JenxWalker

 



Gerard's POV:
"Wakey wakey Gee! Don't wanna be late and missyour girlfriend!" Mikey yelled in my ear.
I smacked his face, I had been waiting too for the past few days. "Shut up Michael!"
"Stop calling me Michael!" Mikey yelled louder.
"Then don't call Marie my girlfriend! We're just friends! That's all we'll ever be."
"You sound sad, Gee." He said, sitting on top of me.
"That's 'cuz you're squashing me with your fat ass!"
"Excuse me, Mister Way, I only weigh about one hundred pounds!"
"And you're fifteen, that's abnormal."
"Yeah, you're nineteen and nearly one-fifty. That's normal?"
"That's muscle, my loving brother." I said, pushing him off of me. "Now get me my damned hair
straitener."
"Want to look nice for your girlfriend? Okay."
"I'm going to hurt you when I'm not half asleep." I said, standing up to grab some clean pants. I
got dressed, put on my makeup, took my hair straitener from Mikey, did my hair, and went to
school.
Marie wasn't there.
She seemed fine yesterday... Oh well, the cold weather probably got to her. Now, stop worrying
yourself, Gee. I talked to myself like that all morning. I was so relived when she came into
school for lunch. "Where were you?" I asked curiously, eating my ham sandwich.
"Uh," She stared at her feet "I missed the bus." Her eyes seemed troubled. I noticed a small bruise
at the corner of her left eye.
"What happened?" I asked quietly, so no one else could hear.
"Nothing." She stood up, "I'm not hungry. See you during technology Gee!" An she ran up the stairs
to her locker.

Marie's POV:
Fuck! I thought I covered it all... I can't take this anymore. I have to tell someone. I need
to get out of that house. The only person I can trust is Gerard... But I can't tell him! I've known
the guy for a damned day! I finished adding more makeup around my eye as the bell rang. I ran to
my next class and sat alone at the two-seated table. "Hey, Gerard." I greeted him, smiling.
"Marie," He whispered, leaning forward, "If there's anything wrong, anything at all, you can tell
me. Other than the guys, your my only friend. You can trust me with anything, Marie. I'll be able to
help you, with anything."
Oh god, he doesn't know, does he? Oh well. I needed to tell. I couldn't hide this any longer.
"Can we still go on our date?"
Gerard smiled, "Yeah. Will you tell me what's up then?"
I smirked, "I'll think about it." Of coarse I'm going to tell you. I'll probably cry too. Great
second impression.


 

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