All The Things [[Gerard Way]] We Put Each Other Through

2007

“Hey, is it okay if I bring a date tonight?” Gerard asked, tapping on the door of my room as I put in some green earrings. “A date?” I asked incredulously “to the Academy Awards?” I asked. He nodded, fiddling with his tie. “Yeah,” he sighed as I got up and helped him with it. I made a face at his request. “I want you all to myself,” I whined. “You’re one of my five dates,”

“Well, Sammy, I can’t come if she’s not, she’s my girlfriend,” Gerard sighed. I frowned so a line appeared between my two eyebrows. “You have a girlfriend?” I asked him. He nodded and I gulped as I felt myself going a little red. “Oh,” I gasped after a while. “Then…I suppose she can come,” He hugged me tightly and tears stung my eyes.

“You’re the best,” he told me as he walked out of the room and I smiled before turning back to the mirror and stopped any tears from ruining my makeup by shoving cotton wool under my eyes. A lot had changed recently. I couldn’t believe Gerard didn’t tell me that he had a girlfriend but then again I had been a little preoccupied. I was going out with Heath Ledger and before that I’d gone out with Jesse Metcalfe so I guess it was because he never had a chance to tell me. I sniffed, satisfied with that answer and walked out of the room. “What’s wrong with you? You look like you just sucked a lemon,” Mikey commented, eating peanuts from a bowl in the posh lobby of my house. “Are you the only one ready?” I asked, ignoring his statement. “Hurry up!” I shouted up the stairs as the doorbell rang. “Mikey, get the door,”

“Why?” he asked. “It’s your house,”

“It’s Gee’s girlfriend,” I hissed. He looked at me with a raised eyebrow but opened the door. I heard her voice and it was like someone was hitting me over the head with a hammer. The knot in my stomach was tightening with every moment. I turned, plastering a smile on my face. “You’re attractive,” I told myself inwardly. “Make her jealous, but act like its being done unconsciously,” I looked at the slut, who had chosen to wear a mini dress to my academy awards. Well…my fourth but whatever, it’s not the point. “Hi,” I greeted, shaking her hand. “I’m Samantha Iero,” I told her. “And you are?”

“Oh, I’m Bea,” she replied, she was taking me in, building up a profile of me. “Green for envy,” she smiled, looking at my dress. I laughed falsely and looked at her dress. “Red for harlot,” I smiled. Her smile faded pretty quickly but Gerard came down the stairs and greeted her. I watched his eyes, there was no spark. Not like he really wanted to see her or anything. Mikey grabbed me by the wrist. “What’s going on?” he asked me. I rolled my eyes and folded my arms. “I…Gee knows that I…you know…that I…love him!” I snapped. Mikey snorted. “What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked him.

“It means, you’ve got a boyfriend,” Mikey pointed out. “Gee’s got a girlfriend. So as of this moment, you’re both equal,”

I sulked and agreed that maybe Mikey was right. “I can still be rude right?” I asked. Mikey looked over at her and heard her laugh, he shuddered and told me to be as rude as I liked. “Whoa,” Frank announced coming over. “Did you order the porn?” he asked, referring to Gerard and Bea. Gerard gave him the finger. “I thought he liked-“

“Shut it Frankie,” Mikey smiled sweetly as Frank opened that famously big gob of his in order to release many more secrets. “Can we go-are we finished sucking the faces off each other?” I asked loudly. I ushered everyone into the car and we drove to the awards. I remained dutifully silent in the car and everyone was laughing at it. “Cat got your tongue?” Ray asked.

“God forbid-are you nervous?” Bob asked me. I laughed a little at that and was about to speak until Bea cut in. “You’re nominated for best actress, four years running,”

“Yeah,” I muttered.

“Well, let’s hope you scoop your second tonight,” Frank announced. Bea shrugged.

“I don’t know, the movie wasn’t all that good,”

“Like your hair?” I asked innocently.

“Don’t mind her, she’s just a little nervous,” Gerard hugged Bea and glared at me. I glared back. “What’s your problem?” he mouthed. I shrugged. “She’s a trollop,” I mouthed back, smiling sweetly. I posed for what seemed like a thousand photographs. “I see that your best friend Gerard Way brought a guest tonight-who is she?”

“Bea,” I smiled. “But she doesn’t want her picture taken, she’s camera shy,” I told the reporter.

“It was basically public knowledge you and Gerard were going out, so you’re not going out?” the reporter asked. I laughed but it was like someone had taken a sledgehammer to my stomach. “I think it’s fair to say we’re not because he’s going out with Bea and I’m going out with Heath,”

“You and Heath are still dating?” the reporter asked. I nodded and smiled. “Why wouldn’t we be?”

“No reason, no reason,” she grinned. “So good luck tonight, the world’s got their bet on you,”

“I’ll try not to let anyone down,” I grinned before going inside to the awards. I took my seat beside Heath. “Did I miss anything?” I asked him quietly and he shook his head. “You look lovely,” he complimented me and then looked at my extra party member. “Who’s that?”

“Bea,” I muttered. “Gerard’s “girlfriend,” ,”

“Oh-he has a girlfriend?”

“Why wouldn’t he?”

“I just…thought he was gay?”

“WHAT?!” I hissed with a little snort of laughter.

“It was on youtube,” he defended himself. I giggled and shook my head and told him never to believe anything you read. “The Academy Award winner is…Samantha Iero!” someone called out. I stood up as the golden lights shined onto me. I hugged my entire party who congratulated me and walked up onto the stage. “Wow!” I grinned as I got the award. “Thank you so very much. This one’s for my mum actually, it’s her anniversary today so she must have been looking down on me. I loved playing this character, she was very interesting and I’m glad that, Nathan the director selected me for the role. As always thanks to My Chemical Romance who are sitting down there, like my loyal little posse. Also huge thanks to Heath and my family. I’m just so thankful for this award and I’m glad people enjoyed the filming and found my acting adequate for this award,”

I took my seat to a chorus of clapping but I kept staring straight at the “happy” couple the whole evening even as we were on our way to the stupid after party I didn’t want to go to. I was cranky and I wasn’t looking forward to being a fake jovial person. Isn’t that what everyone is? A small voice was asking me but I shook my head vigorously. “No it’s fucking not,” I announced aloud. Gerard gave me an odd look and asked me was I alright. “Fine,” I replied tightly.

“Must have been that cake,” Bea sympathised.

“Or your face is making me nauseous,” I shrugged at her suggestion. She frowned and dragged Gerard to one side. “Trouble in paradise?” Frankie asked me. I shrugged and told him I couldn’t care less if there was trouble in the Bahamas. “You’re not having fun at all are you?” he asked me. I shook my head miserably. “I’m tired,” I lied.

“You love Gee don’t you?”

“I-I most certainly do not!” I exclaimed, terrified that I was that transparent. Gerard came marching over and dragged me over to the other side of the room. “What is wrong with you?” he snapped. I rolled my eyes.

“Nothing is wrong with me!”

“What? Are you having your time of the month? Why are you so fucking cranky?” he asked.

“Nothing is wrong with me, you tool!” I hissed.

“You hate Bea, why?”

“Because you’re breaking me heart!” I told him. “I love you and yet you’re bringing someone else here-“

“Excuse me?” he asked in shock. “I’m breaking your heart? Sugar I’m not the one with the long line of dates. Did you not think that maybe that might break my heart?”

“No! Because you’ll never see past me as a friend,” I groaned, pressing my forehead with my palm.

“I’ve seen past you as a friend since the moment I left you at your dad’s house that evening when you and I first hung out,”

“You-you what?” I asked him. He repeated himself. I laughed and then shook my head. “You never thought to tell me that did you?” I asked him angrily. “It never even fucking crossed your mind to tell me so I wouldn’t torture myself into thinking that you didn’t love me? So that I wouldn’t go out with these people that meant nothing to me so that I could try to forget about you?” He remained silent. “You’re pathetic!” I snapped, walking off fanning my face with my hands.

* * *

“So…you guys aren’t talking?” Frankie asked the next morning at breakfast. I shook my head vigorously. “What exactly did-“. Gerard and I began to speak rapidly at the same time, blaming each other of course and then we both burst out laughing. Then I started crying. “Fuck it, Heath broke up with me last night,” I sighed. “Because he heard the end of my conversation with you,” I told Gerard. “Want to hear the message?” I asked the table. I pressed the answer machine.

“Hey, Sammy, I think we should stop seeing each other because…basically I heard your conversation with Gerard Way last night and I obviously mean nothing to you and he obviously means everything to you,”

“Wow, heartfelt,” Frank commented.

“Yeah,” I sighed. “I feel bad,”

“Least he knows the truth,” Mikey shrugged. “How’s Bea,”

“Broke up with me because of my friends rude behaviour,” I put my hands up as he said those words.

“She started it,”

“Doesn’t matter,”

“Mikey-time for us to go,” Frank insisted, grabbing Mikey who was dragged away from his cereal. I laughed a little. “So…I’m obviously your everything huh?” Gerard asked me.

“Better be mutual,” I muttered.

“Of course it is,” he pulled me into a hug before kissing me. “God we’re stupid,”

“Yeah…four years of friendship and still we didn’t pick up on this,” I laughed a little.

“So…want to go out sometime?”

“Hmmm…I’ll think about it,” I agreed. “Okay, thought about it! Yeah, I want to go out sometime. What do you take me for?”