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greener grass	By : ournationsfate Category: My Chemical Romance > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 941 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Work was an escape from home. I work in a small comic book store called Marvelous Comics. Kind of a corny play of the publishing company Marvel. We don’t just sell Marvel. We sell a lot of Dark Horse, DC, OniPress, and Manga too. I get an employee discount and I can read them everyday at work for free. It’s great for me. Take it from me, being a geek is a hell of a lot more expensive an addiction then any drug. It’s a fucking disease I swear. They need to make GA meetings. Geeks Anonymous. It’d be like “Hi, my name is Gerard and I am a recovering geek. It’s been three months since the last time I played D&D. I had a relapse the other day when I bought the newest issue of Hellblazer. However I made some progress when I passed on the new edition of the Star Wars Trilogy with 4 hours of Director commentary and a deleted scene of Princess Leia and Han Solo mackin it.”
I had gotten to work about 10 minutes early so I knew I would be alone for awhile. My coworker Amanda is always at least 20 minutes late. I’ve known her for years now. She is a mutual friend of Melanie’s and mine. Her loyalties, however, lie with me. I’ve known Mandy since 8th grade so it’s only fair.
Amanda saunters in at about 10:30. I’m reading Sin City so I don’t notice her until she speaks.
“Well if it isn’t Mr. Action Satisfaction.” Mandy jeers. “I mean for fuck sakes Gee put her out of her misery already. Can you even get it up for her anymore?”
“Guess she told you about last night huh?” I say. I knew Melanie would tell her. I knew Mandy would bring it up. Mandy is not only my friend she is also my unpaid therapist. “I just didn’t want to last night Mandy. I mean I know I’m supposed to think she’s beautiful no matter what but she just wasn’t enticing last night. All crappy pajamas and no make up and hair undone. I just… couldn’t”
“She loves you. No matter how bad you are to her she loves you. She was bawling her big blues last night on the phone and I told her to leave your sorry ass behind. Yea that’s right I told her to leave you. It would be best for both of you.” I just look at her in disbelief as she says this. “She said no. She said she couldn’t. You are going to end up tearing that girl apart.”
“Amanda I don’t need a lecture right now okay?” I snap.
“Well I’m sorry to hear that but you are getting one. It’s not just hurting her it’s hurting you. If you don’t want her why don’t you leave her and find someone who you do want? Someone you feel a connection with.”
“I can’t. I’m scared that if I leave her I’ll be alone. I’d rather be miserable with someone than miserable and alone.”
“Oh cheer up you fucking drama queen. You are 24 years old. You’re an attractive guy. Generally sensitive, intelligent, and you’ve got talent. Play the fucking artist card. Chicks dig that.” she lies. I can’t stand when people say things like that. They think that just because they are your friend they are obligated to think you are attractive and talented. The truth is that I’m scrawny, pale, and my nose is too pointy and small. My art isn’t anything too amazing and I’m only mildly intelligent.
“Just fuck off right now. I don’t want to hear it.” After that Mandy shut up.
Around 1pm A customer walks in. I am reading that same volume of Sin City and I don’t even look up to acknowledge the intruder. Mandy takes the patron.
“Hey hon. What can I do for you?” She asks.
“Umm do you have any volumes of Blue Monday?” I hear a feminine voice ask quietly. Her voice peaks my interest so I look up. What I see is slightly unnerving. Girls in this store are uncommon enough but this was no ordinary girl. She was a hard on waiting to happen. She was flawless. She stood at about 5’3” with the body of an anime girl. Milk white skin and big brown eyes rimmed in long kohl lashes. Thick red, pouty lips and a small button nose and a short dark brown spiked hair with long bangs in the front.
“Yea they are in the Oni Press section.” Mandy says pointing toward the section. The girl walks begins parusing the place in awe. She caresses some of the novels as if to let the comic book gods know she was appreciative of that particular work.
Mandy leans over and whispers in my ear “I don’t think you are gawking enough there Ger. I think you need to actually be jerking off for anyone to notice you drooling over this chick.”
Everyone is a fucking comedian. I go back to reading Sin City. At least Frank Miller’s girls don’t mind me ogling them. The girl comes to the counter with a stack of comics and plops them down. Mandy begins ringing her up and bagging them.
“Oh I love Sin City,” the girl says to me. I look up at her. She continues seductively, “Just so raw. So gritty.” She pauses for a moment and then extends her hand. “I’m Kendra.”
I shake her hand politely. It is small, fragile, and soft. “Gerard.” I respond to the assumed question.
“Pleasure to meet you Gerard.” Her hand remains awkwardly in mine. We lock eyes.
“All right, and your total comes to $73.94” Mandy announces. Kendra’s hand slips out of mine and brushes my fingertips. She pays for her items with a credit card. When Mandy hands her the receipt she signs it and rips a piece from the top. She writes down her number and hands it to me.
“Just if you’re interested.” She says, “Bye. Thanks a bunch.” She walks out of the store with her bag in hand.
“And you are scared of spending your life alone? You say your name and you get a number. You don’t even get up or address her or nothing. You sit there and read comic books and you get a girl like her to give you her number. Sweetheart, if you are scared of winding up alone I should be shaking in my boots.”
I’m too busy grinning like the Cheshire Cat to even indulge her with a reply.
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