Lost All Faith in a Chemical Romance
Entry for: Bring Back Gerbert #2
Writing Prompt: But where’s your heart?
A knock came from the front door. It was a short, slow knock; Knuckles hitting the wood only twice. The man standing at the front door shifted from foot to foot, awkwardly waiting for someone to answer the damn door.
On the opposite side a tired man, who finally turned the lock of the deadbolt and had to blink 3 times before his mind could register who was standing in his doorway.
“This is for him-” The man outside the house bit his lip, his eyes lowering to the hand he was lifting to give the small square he’d snuck from the rest of his band to…
“He doesn’t live here anymore.” The tired man, now fully awake, attempted to shut the door.
Gerard’s hand was too quick. “Quinn, please.” He paused, moving the package closer to Quinn’s hand. “Give it to him.”
With that, Gerard Way turned and walked down the steps. Walking away from the house he’d spent months in a few years back, in another life.
Writing Prompt: But where’s your heart?
A knock came from the front door. It was a short, slow knock; Knuckles hitting the wood only twice. The man standing at the front door shifted from foot to foot, awkwardly waiting for someone to answer the damn door.
On the opposite side a tired man, who finally turned the lock of the deadbolt and had to blink 3 times before his mind could register who was standing in his doorway.
“This is for him-” The man outside the house bit his lip, his eyes lowering to the hand he was lifting to give the small square he’d snuck from the rest of his band to…
“He doesn’t live here anymore.” The tired man, now fully awake, attempted to shut the door.
Gerard’s hand was too quick. “Quinn, please.” He paused, moving the package closer to Quinn’s hand. “Give it to him.”
With that, Gerard Way turned and walked down the steps. Walking away from the house he’d spent months in a few years back, in another life.