FanFic - THE COLLISION OF KISS YOUR CAP. 20 - Famous Last Words [part.2]
I am coming to an end. The plot of the whole story as ECRE, there was nothing set aside any ideas ... I'm glad to have finished (not very satisfied with the result as usual) ... and I'm sad because there was so fond T___T
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TITLE: The Collision of Your Kiss
Starring: My Chemical Romance
AUTHOR: Demolition Konsu
DISCLAIMER: is NOT just a fanfiction inspired by real events.
SUMMARY: ... "Let's go home" sets in motion the car, and does not say much for the whole journey home.
She takes his hand, I hold ... it's my way of apologizing, then I do not know for what, maybe it's just a pretext for not thinking to ... tomorrow.
CAP.20 - Famous Last Words [part.2]
the ticking of the clock on the nightstand does not make me sleep a wink last night, until some time ago rocked my sleep but can not do anything tonight. I have smoked almost a pack of Merit, I drank two beers and anxiety does not go away, indeed, grows with each tick. I reach the window of the room, open wide and I sit there on, lighting another cigarette while I enjoy the cool air and the street lamps that illuminate the deserted avenue. I think back to when I landed in this place, that rainy afternoon in November, when I came across in my 'angel' turns out a demon for my heart and not because he's bad, oh no, is not the term that characterizes Frank, anything ... but I only caused suffering except in those rare but intense moments of love that I got ... well, I should say that made me sweat. And lied when I say that I'm thinking only and exclusively to him. Ok, I was deeply marked, have purplish residue of my heart between your fingernails, but there is another person that disturbs me .... God I came to hate him. I knew it would happen sooner or later in the same security as I know I can never prove anything, but I knew it would happen ... and I was shaking my legs. Probably each of us has found something at the most important mistake of his life, in my case, probably, I just got the wrong person ...
It 's almost daily, it seems that I have stretched five minutes after yet another cigarette and instead are almost six in the morning for ... At least I rested a bit '. Headache ... I should at least turn off your brain when I sleep. I go to the bathroom, it takes me a shower. I could meet anyone in the long corridor that lies ahead before my eyes, I know, but I have come to such a state of resignation which I think I could take anyone to his face this morning. Around the handle of the bathroom, before I close the door behind me ... and here I am left with what we just said finding myself next to Gerard who has just finished shaving. I turn and run or I pretend not to see it, open water and wash my face quietly ignoring her hair in the sink?
"What are you doing awake at this hour?"
"And you?"
Simple, we barely slept at all and probably for the same reasons.
"Are you nervous for the ceremony?"
"No, not really ..." says returning to dry your face with the towel that was around her neck. Then he leans against the door frame and gives me one of those looks with those eyes that you can be sure that the dashes in the iris. "Do not you think that you and I should talk ... a moment? "
Impetuously I would say no and run away ... but I made a decision and no turning back.
"Yes, we talk about" long breath, I breath, I try to support his view "not in love with you Gerard. I do not think much has to happen between us. Parto. "
In three sentences I told him what I had planned to tell him over dinner, or during a long walk probably a whole afternoon ... but circumstances have forced me there.
'm sorry if I hurt you, really sorry.
"Probably I'll carry a grudge for a lifetime," he says putting his hands on his shoulders, "but if your choice is right, even if ... "sighs" you're selfish "finds the strength to attack and he does better when his feelings betray him, when his weakness comes out. Back to wipe his face, he throws the towel in and out of the bathroom across the corridor in stride. Li recognizable at a distance of miles, his feet.
I'll be back in the room, put on a jacket and hit Gerard in his room. He is sitting on the bed, ran his hands through his hair all the time, then lights a cigarette. By plane, behind him, I get on the bed and hug him "please do not think I'm ungrateful ..." does not answer me, but returns the embrace. "You must promise me one thing," whispers "Frank you have to take away from the head and heart," he shakes.
"I swear that I began to do"
"Well," The situation is ...
than ideal situations. Ideal for what? No no, not at all, it's just my imagination that is overworked.
"Look ... they still are, why do not we relax for a moment?" Accept my proposal with a smile and pulls me down, I lean on his chest.
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"Dickhead in half an hour we go!" Mikey ruining our nap crushing his brother.
"Shit ... it's 9!"
"Shit ..." I echo with my voice hoarse.
Mikey probably thought that his brother was already putting prissy and meticulous from who knows exactly how many hours and declined to disturb him ... I would have done the same also.
"I'm going to get Alicia, after a while you hurry 'passes to get Frank ..."
Frank? Coming here? Ah yes, the groom and the witness come to church together ... or so I believe ... the fact is that he will come here and I do not want to see him, I will not even smell her perfume at a distance of one mile.
go down in the kitchen, I need a coffee, I must hurry. I ran down the stairs and for Christ's sake he is before my eyes!
"Hello ... I Mikey cross that came out and I got ... "tries to mask the embarrassment justifying awkwardly. I think I vaguely understood the meaning of his words now that forces me to leave before a show so good. Hair fine, combed and Gellar, bright eyes ... but I do not think has done a lot for those. Light-colored dress, bracelet. Bracelet. My, our bracelet. Hold to force tears out "what ... I think you should remove it ..." I can say in a faint voice. He raises his arm, looks and plays and smiles, "No" was his reply as he continues to dry smile. And I would have preferred it if torn from the wrist tirandomelo against with all his might.
"You have not taken ..." more a nod towards my arm.
"I do not have to marry me ..." I wipe the tear that plan was quietly released "sorry, gotta go."
not give him time to say the least. It's over, so in that kitchen ... I do not see again. Now I can give away free all the tears in my body. Gerard reach in the room and hastily preparing to dress up.
"I'll help" I say to him grabbing his tie the knot, but my hands are shaking and it is far from easy. Take me in her. "He's here?" Plan calls me "Yes" my answer softly.
I kiss your hands, I cuddle. "I carry it out" is heading towards the door. The tears I
obscures the view, I can not even enjoy the beauty of Gerard in his dark suit. He turns a minute, "I'll be back soon."
Spio from a corner window of the car pulled to shine that leaves the avenue, I let myself into a chair and wait until the last tears end up falling.
The bag is ready, run away, walk away from a coward ... I probably should not, wait to greet the kids and go away this evening ... even if the temptation to leave this place is very strong.
I go in the room, put on a pair of comfortable jeans and a shirt, I take with me the jacket, you never know, the temperatures are extremely variable in the spring. I think I remember how to get to that place last night ... will be a long walk with my ghosts.
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The sun, light, filtering through the branches, the stream flowing melodic and peaceful close to my feet, I hear the chirping of the birds that long ago if someone had asked me if I love the little birds that sing I laughed for a whole week. I sit on a minute space of grass near the water ... I want my paintings and my colors.
He is quite right, day is a paradise.
While I appreciate for the first time something that it is not drugs or sex or love ... huge and fleeting, all I do is think about what's going on not far from me, or rather has already happened about an hour ago. White flowers, laughter, funny, moving looks, happy songs, polished hands with rings that are intertwined, angels spread their wings ... and angels who are here looking for a glimmer of light in the abyss.
I decided, I come home, I take the stuff and walk away.
do not have time to get up, my face and a figure too smart to be here runs toward me and then come close with breathing.
"Gerard but what ..."
"I knew I find you here ..." continues to breathe heavily.
"But the ceremony?"
"I did my duty ... but I do not like the banquet hall who have chosen vegetarian ... ... is" the sweetest lie that I have ever heard in my entire life.
burst into hysterical tears, "I was going away without saying goodbye, I'm stupid, I was going home to get my stuff and ..." I stop the mouth.
"Shhh ..." he smiles stroking my hair "it means that leave me again ..." she pulls a smile, a sincere "Let's go," he extends his hand.
"Where?"
"A unpacking ..." his hand still stretched out to me, eyes full of hope.
At this point in my life had to make a stupid choice, neho made many, some right, some wrong ... someone else did not happen ... I still like this that I just did.
I squeeze his hand and pulled me up, I keep it tight, not soaking.
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