{Gerard} The Past Ain't Through With You {Way} {01}

I could not seem to get away from him. No matter how hard I tried to I just couldn't. Everywhere I went I would see him. Everything I did reminded me of him. It was like God hated me and was torturing me. I probably deserved it though considering what I had done to him.

You are probably wondering who I am talking about and what I am talking about. I personally don't feel like telling you but I guess I have to. His name was or is Gerard Way. He was I guess what you would call my high school sweetheart. The two of us were madly in love and everyone knew it. Everyone thought that we were the perfect couple. Everyone thought that we were meant to be together. Everyone thought that we were going to be with each other forever.

I was not one of those people. Gerard, however, was one of those people. He believed that I was going to be with him for the rest of time. Or until we both died or something like that. The day of our high school prom he proposed to me. He fuckin proposed! I was freaked out beyond belief when he did. He proposed to me in the middle of the dance floor.
The song playing was, Beautiful by my favorite band HIM. Gerard had requested it for me. I thought that it was just a sweet gesture by I was very very wrong.
I remember that I was sitting at one of the tables with my friends. I was talking to Frank about going off to college while sipping some punch. Gerard was no where to be found at that point in time. I was starting to think that he had ditched me so that he could go out and drink with some of his friends that I did not like.
I suddenly heard the music stop playing and people begin to protest. I looked towards the platform where the DJ was set up. I saw Gerard standing on it with a microphone in his hand. He was grinning wickedly and I knew that he had something planned.
"Excuse me but I would like to say that this song is for my wonderful girlfriend Blake! I love ya babe!" he said into the microphone before handing it back to the DJ. The DJ took it and a song began to play. My eyes grew big when I realized what song it was. Gerard leaped off of the platform and made his way towards me. I remember I let him help me to my feet and letting him lead me towards the dance floor.
I let him wrap his arms around my waist and placing my own arms around his neck. I rested my head on his shoulder as we swayed to the music. Many people were staring at us in awe. We looked perfect together I guess.
Even though the two of us looked a bit on the opposite side that night. I had let my mom convince me to not wear black like I had wanted to. My dress was a champange color and reached my ankles. It was strapless and had pearls sewn on the bodice. It was corset style so that made it a little more me. I had on a pair of silver high heel sandals that had three inch heels. The straps crisscrossed up my calf and were connected by a buckle. My hair was pinned up and curled. I did not look like myself to put it plainly.
Gerard was actually wearing a tux with a dark red tie. I had to admit that he looked pretty good. I could feel people staring at us some of people were glaring though. I ignored them and focused on Gerard.
Towards the end of the song he suddenly pulled away from me. I was confused at this. He lowered himself onto one knee as he pulled out a small blue box from his pocket. I gasped, covering my mouth with my hands,"Gerard..what?" He opened the box and I stumbled back. He was smiling and everyone was staring at us.
"Blake will you marry me?" he asked me and everyone gasped. They were now waiting for my answer. I began to shake my head no," I'm sorry I can't...I can't." I did the only thing I could after that. I ran...I ran like my life depended on it.
After that I did not speak to Gerard. After graduation I went off to art school in New York. Gerard was also there since we both had been accepted. I avoided him like the plague and he eventually dropped out.
These days I work as a graphic designer for a music magazine. I live in New York City instead of good old Jersey. I live in a one bedroom apartment and I have not been on a date since high school prom. Kind of sad isn't it?
Picture of what Blake looks like and the ring in results!

This is what Blake looks like! And this is what the ring looks like: