Taking Back the Life You Stole | By : EmilyRose Category: My Chemical Romance > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1300 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of My Chemical Romance. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
A/N: This is the sequel to Sugar, We're Going Down.
And you should read that one if you haven't already!!
Prologue.
"Gerard I swear I heard something"
"Okay, let's go downstairs to check"
My arm on his shoulder stopped him from getting out of bed. My lips were shivering and my heart beating faster then ever. It felt like time had stopped, and there was nothing but me, Gerard and whoever was downstairs. "Lets call the police, I'm begging you" My voice was pleading, and I tried to pull off the cutest look I could.
Gerard frowned, I guess he still thought it was nothing, but he wanted me to feel safe, so he just nodded. "Lets just open our bedroom door, and if we hear something else I'll call the police" It wasn't a question, it was a statement. He got out of bed, me closely behind, and then he made his way to the door. He opened it slowly, careful not to make a sound.
But when we opened the door, we weren’t met by any noise; we were met by a smell. A smell of smoke. "Fuck" Gerard hissed as he grabbed my hand and ran down the stairs. The smell of smoke grew stronger as we reached the foot of the stairs. I felt tears burn behind my eyes, and my vision was blurred. The floor was hot beneath my bare feet, and I jumped on the spot.
"We have to get out of here" Gerard said and we ran into the living room. Only to find that the whole room was in flames. The cough was almost nothing but a huge pile of ashes, and all our beloved books where ruined as well.
Gerard coughed and pulled me in the other direction. It was like my body had stopped functioning on its own. I wanted to move, I wanted to think, but I couldn't. Gerard had to drag me through the house towards the back door. When we reached it we found it was being eaten by the flames as well.
It looked so amazing, in a sick kind of way. You know the feeling you have when you're having dinner/drinks in front of an open fireplace. How the flames licking the logs enchant you as you stare into it. That's the feeling I had. That, and the fear of being trapped in there with Gerard.
"There's no way out" I said slowly. And I was right, there were no way out. The doors were consumed by fire, and the stairs to the upper floor was lost. Finally Gerard pushed me into the downstairs bathroom and quickly closed the door.
The smoke had us coughing, and it felt like my throat was on fire. I bent over and placed my hands on my knees and just coughed. I almost thought I'd cough my lungs up.
"We have to get out of here" Gerard mumbled between coughs and then he ran to the window. It was small, and we have nailed it shut, because of Riley. But that was the only escape we had. "I don't want to die" I shrieked as panic struck me. Up until now I had felt so alive, but now… now it felt like I was already dead, and I didn't want to die. I wasn't ready to die.
I wanted to grow old together with Gerard. I wanted to have children with him, to get married to him, to wake up next to an 80 year old Gerard and still be able to kiss him good morning. I felt tears from both the smoke and my thoughts leak from my eyes.
Gerard had grabbed a towel and was now in the middle of trying to break the small window. But a thought hit me like a ton of bricks as he started cleaning the broken window from shards.
He would never be able to fit through that window, but I would.
A/N: So all my readers have been like 'I can't believe you ended it' and so on.
So I thought about it, and here, a sequel was born.
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