[Gerard] Shotgun Sinner [Way] Chapter Seven: Hand in mine into your icy blues

For the next few weeks Gerard and the guys got really into the band, they played almost non-stop in a garage they rented for free space.

Hana and I went to see them as often as we could and they where really into it, more so than they had been back home in Newark, Gerard wrote some amazing lyrics and when he sang, it send shivers down my spine, there was something in the way he carried himself that was almost hypnotising.

One particular day when Hana and I went down the guys where all smiles,

"What's going on here then?" I asked Frank, who was a lot more hyper than usual,

"Nothings going on, why would you ask that?" he said, shooting a conspiratorial glance at the rest of the guys,

"Come on short stuff, spill" Hana said poking him in the ribs

"I'M NOT SHORT! And now I'm defiantly not going to tell you now that you called me short" he huffed

"Alright fine then you can just be short and annoying" he stuck his tongue out at me and I laughed then whispered in Hana's ear, "I do believe a change of tactics is in order" she nodded and bounced over to Mikey to pester him and I bounced over to Gerard to pester him, "what cha doin~?"

"Trying to draw you but it's hard when you keep bouncing all over the place like a retarded rabbit"

"You're so mean to me" I pouted and play shoved him, he then pretended to fall of the amp he was sitting on "anyway shouldn't you already know what I look like?"

"Yeah but it's easier to draw you when you're in front of me" he said in all seriousness

"Well in that case can I see the picture or are you going to be awkward?" he laughed

"No you can see it" he handed me his sketch pad

The picture was no where near finished, he only had the pencil outline done but I could still see what it would turn out like.

It was a full body picture of me my hair curled around my shoulders, I was wearing a black dress that stopped just above my knees, it had some netting coming out of the top and some layering on the bottom, I had ballerina flats on my feet and they where laced up my legs and so far the only thing to have colour where my eyes, "I always liked the colour of your eyes"

"Why? They just remind me of that creepy baby from the November Rain video" Gerard gave a small laugh

"They just always appealed to me, 'icy blues'" he hopped down from the amp and shouted at the others "guys" they stopped whatever they where doing and picked up their instruments then Gerard started singing,

"Hand in mine, into your icy blues
And then I'd say to you we could take to the highway
With this trunk of ammunition too
I'd end my days with you in a hail of bullets
I'm trying, I'm trying
To let you know just how much you mean to me
And after all the things we put each other through and
I would drive on to the end with you
A liquor store or two keeps the gas tank full
And I feel like there's nothing left to do
But prove myself to you and we'll keep it running
But this time, I mean it
I'll let you know just how much you mean to me
As snow falls on desert sky
Until the end of everything
I'm trying, I'm trying
To let you know how much you mean
As days fade, and nights grow
And we go cold
Until the end, until this pool of blood
Until this, I mean this, I mean this
Until the end of...
I'm trying, I'm trying
To let you know how much you mean
As days fade, and nights grow
And we go cold
But this time, we'll show them
We'll show them all how much we mean
As snow falls on desert sky
Until the end of every...
All we are, all we are
Is bullets I mean this
As lead rains, will pass on through our phantoms
Forever, forever
Like scarecrows that fuel this flame we're burning
Forever, and ever
Know how much I want to show you you're the only one
Like a bed of roses there's a dozen reasons in this gun
And as we're falling down, and in this pool of blood
And as we're touching hands, and as we're falling down
And in this pool of blood, and as we're falling down
I'll see your eyes, and in this pool of blood
I'll meet your eyes, I mean this forever"

When they finished I was just standing there with my mouth open still holding the drawing,

"That song, is it about me?" I asked Gerard

"Yeah" he whispered, I swallowed a lump in my throat,

"What's it called?" he looked down, his hair covering his face

"Demolition Lovers" he whispered looking back up at me, his hazel eyes staring directly into my icy blue ones, almost as if he was searching my soul,

"Who's up for something to eat?" frank asked breaking the silence that surrounded us, everyone else just nodded and left the room leaving Gerard and I on our own.

When they left it was just silence between Gerard and I, neither one of us spoke, I sat in from of where the instruments where set up holding the picture in my hands, a million thoughts rushing through my mind.

Suddenly the night I left Newark came rushing back like a movie in a drive in theatre, it was all there, the party, coming outside for some fresh air, crying into Gerard's chest and finally kissing him, and walking away. I put my fingers to my lips and looked over at Gerard; he got up and came over to sit next to me,

"We need to talk"

Sorry that one was so short
But it gives me a lot of room to work for the next one
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Down at an english fair
One evening I was there
When I herd a showman shouting underneath the flair
Brownie points for anyone who can tell me where that comes from
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This is the picture
I has no sauce for it
I only found it on google images
And yes
That is Helena
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