"What are you talking about, Gee?" Anna asks; her slender figure stumbling into his dwelling after watching an extensive battle with him trying to unlock the stiff door.
Gerard laughs as he follows his companion inside his apartment; now feeling somewhat humiliated at the state of it.
"What are you talking about?" he mimicks her; having difficulty recalling what Anna was actually referring to.
Anna flops down onto the sofa; raising her perfectly shaped brow at him and shrugs.
"Drinks..." Gerard nods; pointing behind himself to his kitchen and then vanishing off in the same direction without an response.
Soon he returns with a variety of half consumed bottles; an assortment of colours and flavours in his grip. Anna wasn't one for drinking, often, but Gerard seemed to enjoy it- the drinking- and Anna didn't mind the relaxed feeling it gave her. And although both Gerard and herself were under the 'legal' drinking age- he had always, somehow, been able to pick some up quite easily. After all, this was Jersey and all you had to do was wave an extra twenty in the cashiers face to ignore the tacky, fake I.D he had purchased when he was sixteen. Steve Summers was his name, and Steve Summers enjoyed the occasional cigarette and the rare bottle of cheap vodka- to share, of course.
Anna points a slim finger towards one of the bottle in his arms- her choice being a bright blue liquid; and before she can take the cool glass to her lips, Gerard swipes it from the assortment; guzzling down his share.
"Ladies first, right?" Anna smirks; watching his adams apple move tweak with every gulp.
"You? A lady? No." he mocks; taking a swig from another bottle.
She glares at him; breaking down in a fit of giggles after not being able to keep the serious expression on her face.
Ever since Anna had made the move to Jersey with her family, he had been friends with her; meeting her in her first year of high school. Honestly, Gerard couldn't imagine much of a life without Anna in it; Anna was to her like Romeo was to Juliet. Minus the sappy love story. They were just friends- that was all. And he wouldn't have asked for anything more. Anna was also thankful for the friendship they shared. He found it quite hard fitting in with the other kids at his school in the early years. They just didn't understand him- he guessed.
"I need a smoke." he exhales; propping himself against the bay window, opening it slightly and clasping a cigarette between his lips.
Anna joins him; watching as he inhales the smoke and blows it in her face.
"Thanks." she grins, sliding her back down the wall next to Gerard.
Gerard chuckles and shakes his head; if only he hadn't introduced her to a nicotine filled lifestyle, she would be perfect. But, surprisingly, Anna doesn't take the cancer stick from him, instead he enjoys the whole thing for himself; inhaling and exhaling.
"You should put some music on," Anna starts, motioning her head towards a stereo atop of one of the shelves on the other side of the room, "what was that song you showed me before..."
"Oh, Thursday." he says before she can finish her sentence.
Gerard swaggers over to his stereo, his head spinning involuntarily from the effects of the nicotine in his body. Inserting the CD and hitting play, he sits back at her side at the window and looks at her; his hazel eyes clashing with hers.
"You look different..." he begins, but this time, Anna cuts him off before he can finish.
"You know why that is, Gee." She smiles warmly, brushing some of her Auburn hair from her face as her eyes avert to his hands fidgeting in his lap. "I mean, you can't tell me you don't remember..."
Gerard cocks an eyebrow at her, oblivious as to what she's talking about. He checks over her appearance again; her hair was the same, sitting just above her shoulders, and she hadn't decided to change the way she had applied her make-up.
Anna giggles; that smooth sound emitting past her lips sending Gerard's heart into a frenzy. It was the one thing about her that he adored; he would miss it if he wasn't able to hear it every day.
"You really don't remember- do you?" her smile fades as Gerard stares at her.
He really didn't know.
"It's been a long time, I guess..." she looks at the carpet "and when you see me like this, you forget that I'm..."
The CD that had been playing jumps intermittently; the same line in the song playing over and over again until Gerard huffs impatiently and jumps to his feet to go change it. He puts a new CD in and whirls around to where Anna was but as soon as his eyes fall to their position at the window, she's not there- she had vanished.
REST IN RESULTS
We'll find a way...
Gerard sighs to himself and runs a hand through his hair; pulling the roots so it stings his scalp a little. (it was just a reminder to himself that he was still alive) He had to stop doing this, it was driving him insane.
Anna Geoffrey's had died four years prior. And he still couldn't accept the fact that she was gone- and she was never coming back.
Nawwwww... Gerard XD
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