Skittles, Friends and a Little Thing Called Love
If You Look In The Mirror
Gerard's PoV
I sat back in my computer chair, staring at the screen in confusion. What the hell was she on? I kiss her once, and she's freaking out about how I'm cheating and lying?
What the fuck did Mikey tell her to make her so mad at me?
I heard the front door open downstairs, and ran downstairs to confront Mikey about Sian.
"What the actual fuck did you say to Sian?" I yelled angrily as he closed the door behind him and Frank (who was staying over for the night).
Frank looked at Mikey, "Yeah, come on, how could you make her cry like that? Wait; how did you know Gerard?"
"MSN. Wait, she cried? Mikey!" I yelled again.
Mikey was one of Sian's best friends, and I knew he cared about her like a sister... so why?
"What happened?" I asked, looking him straight in the eye, wanting answers.
"I told her that you have a girlfriend," he muttered, looking away.
Frank and I looked at him, jaws dropping open simultaneously.
"Do you have a girlfriend?" asked Frank, confusion etched on his face.
"No! What the hell Mikey?! Why would you tell her that?"
"Because! You fucktard! I saw you with her on the couch, the way you kept looking at each other... I had to do something!" he practically screamed at me, angry tears starting to sting his eyes.
"What? Why? Why did you 'have' to do something?" I asked, not quite understanding why he would do that.
"You don't get it do you?! I care about Sian! I don't want to see her get fucked up and hurt by you and your fucked up lifestyle! You don't deserve her," he spat, and ran upstairs to his room.
I stood there with Frank, as we stared at eachother in disbelief. Neither of us had ever seen Mikey react to anything like that!
He was usually so calm, and... normal.
I gulped, what he had just said running through my head, and realising he might be right.
What if I was too fucked up? I knew he knew the real reason I was home early from my art course...
I didn't want to hurt Sian; she was Mikey's friend, and seemed like a great person, even though I'd only known her for a day; one of the best days I've had in a while, to say the least!
But... I liked her, and I was sure she liked me too... until Mikey had to go and ruin it.
Wait.
Why the hell am I still here? I have to go explain to her!
I felt Frank looking at me.
"What are you going to do now?" he questioned quietly, worry flashing through his eyes.
"I need her address," I said through gritted teeth, feeling determined.
Frank hesitated, as if unsure of whether or not he should tell me Sian's address, like he thought I could possibly make the situation worse than Mikey had already made it.
"Ok," he sighed, nodding.
Sian's PoV
I stood shakily, a million and one thoughts buzzing round and round my head, not one of them good.
I looked in the full length mirror that stood in the corner of my now dark room, staring at myself, hating what I saw.
I stepped closer, clenching my fist, wanting so badly to hurt the stupid, naive, ugly girl I saw looking back at me.
I slowly raised my fist, no longer completely in control of my actions as my broken concious took over.
Suddenly, with a burst of energy I didn't realise I had in me, I threw my fist at the glass with all my might.
I gasped as pain coursed through my fist, and my hated reflection shattered into a million pieces.
I stared in shock at the glass around my feet, eyes widening as I realised some shards had embedded themselves in my hand and wrist.
My knees gave way as blood started trickling from my wrist.
As I felt darkness begin to close in around me, I heard a faint knocking on the front door...
I sat back in my computer chair, staring at the screen in confusion. What the hell was she on? I kiss her once, and she's freaking out about how I'm cheating and lying?
What the fuck did Mikey tell her to make her so mad at me?
I heard the front door open downstairs, and ran downstairs to confront Mikey about Sian.
"What the actual fuck did you say to Sian?" I yelled angrily as he closed the door behind him and Frank (who was staying over for the night).
Frank looked at Mikey, "Yeah, come on, how could you make her cry like that? Wait; how did you know Gerard?"
"MSN. Wait, she cried? Mikey!" I yelled again.
Mikey was one of Sian's best friends, and I knew he cared about her like a sister... so why?
"What happened?" I asked, looking him straight in the eye, wanting answers.
"I told her that you have a girlfriend," he muttered, looking away.
Frank and I looked at him, jaws dropping open simultaneously.
"Do you have a girlfriend?" asked Frank, confusion etched on his face.
"No! What the hell Mikey?! Why would you tell her that?"
"Because! You fucktard! I saw you with her on the couch, the way you kept looking at each other... I had to do something!" he practically screamed at me, angry tears starting to sting his eyes.
"What? Why? Why did you 'have' to do something?" I asked, not quite understanding why he would do that.
"You don't get it do you?! I care about Sian! I don't want to see her get fucked up and hurt by you and your fucked up lifestyle! You don't deserve her," he spat, and ran upstairs to his room.
I stood there with Frank, as we stared at eachother in disbelief. Neither of us had ever seen Mikey react to anything like that!
He was usually so calm, and... normal.
I gulped, what he had just said running through my head, and realising he might be right.
What if I was too fucked up? I knew he knew the real reason I was home early from my art course...
I didn't want to hurt Sian; she was Mikey's friend, and seemed like a great person, even though I'd only known her for a day; one of the best days I've had in a while, to say the least!
But... I liked her, and I was sure she liked me too... until Mikey had to go and ruin it.
Wait.
Why the hell am I still here? I have to go explain to her!
I felt Frank looking at me.
"What are you going to do now?" he questioned quietly, worry flashing through his eyes.
"I need her address," I said through gritted teeth, feeling determined.
Frank hesitated, as if unsure of whether or not he should tell me Sian's address, like he thought I could possibly make the situation worse than Mikey had already made it.
"Ok," he sighed, nodding.
Sian's PoV
I stood shakily, a million and one thoughts buzzing round and round my head, not one of them good.
I looked in the full length mirror that stood in the corner of my now dark room, staring at myself, hating what I saw.
I stepped closer, clenching my fist, wanting so badly to hurt the stupid, naive, ugly girl I saw looking back at me.
I slowly raised my fist, no longer completely in control of my actions as my broken concious took over.
Suddenly, with a burst of energy I didn't realise I had in me, I threw my fist at the glass with all my might.
I gasped as pain coursed through my fist, and my hated reflection shattered into a million pieces.
I stared in shock at the glass around my feet, eyes widening as I realised some shards had embedded themselves in my hand and wrist.
My knees gave way as blood started trickling from my wrist.
As I felt darkness begin to close in around me, I heard a faint knocking on the front door...