Heavy

Frances and I went to the ladies room before we were to leave with Gerard and Mikey. She given me this look, after I was finished in my stall and called me over to hers. I raised my brow, she pulled me in, whispering in my ear; "That's Gerard's ex."

She didn't point, she just nudged her head towards a girl at the sink. The girl was relatively pretty, with long dark hair and exotic eyes; short skirt and top, with boots. I didn't stare too long, because, the girl began to talk to her friend.

Frances pulled me into the bathroom; The friend looked at Wendy: "Did you see that girl all over Gerard?"

The music thumped the walls and I strained to hear.

"Yeah. It's that chick he dumped me for. Can you believe he dumped me in front of Frank? How shitty is that?"

"You know how Gerard is, he just wants attention."

I chewed at the inside of my lip to keep from saying something. I listened to them continue ranting.

"Did you see the girl he's with? She so damn trashy. Her name is like May or June, or something retarded like that."

Frances opened the bathroom stall door; "Do you have a problem with my friend?"

My brows shot up as Frances walked over to the two girls. They looked at her with disgusted faces. I stood back, watching the scene unfold with concrete feet.

"Who's your friend?" Wendy's friend fired back.

"October." Frances looked back at me, then back at them, "She's beautiful. Even if Gerard wanted you over her, I don't think she would ever talk about you, so don't you open your mouth about her, got it?"

My nerves were shot as I had listened to Frances rant on. Her accent was thick, talking fast. I struggled, just a bit, to understand what she said.

"Screw you. He was my fiancée!" Wendy looked at me, "You're a goddamn whore. You and that pig deserve each other."

"I didn't make him leave you!" I shot back.

"Yeah right! We were happy, till you came along!" She looked me up and down, "The love of his life my ass." With that, she stormed out the bathroom with her friend.

I blinked twice, unsure if what had happen was real. I looked at Frances, who came over and pulled me into a hug. My stomach knotted over this, because I felt bad for her.

Even though, Gerard had said they didn't like each other, I assumed that maybe she did have feelings for him. I felt like I had messed up a relationship.

"Did I mess up their engagement?" I asked Frances; I knew she didn't know the full details.

"Mikey told me that they bickered like cats and dogs, Love." She let me go, "Don't listen to her, it's you and Gerard."

I smiled weakly, "I feel bad."

"Don't. If she really cared, she would've fought you."

I gave a lame laugh, "Probably."

"C'mon, your man is waiting for you."

I followed Frances out the bathroom and met with Gerard again. We didn't talk, he just took my hand and kissed my temple. I was still feeling a bit bad about what had gone down in the bathroom.


The house party was pretty wild, and I had met a lot of Gerard's friends. The whole thing with Wendy had left my mind as I grew intoxicated and danced funnily with Gerard. He had laughed, close to my ear and held my waist securely.

"Wanna get out of here?" He asked as the night deepened.

I nodded, "Yeah." I wasn't too drunk, I had a pretty good buzz.

"Lemme tell Mikey." Gerard sat me on by the front door and rushed off.

I looked around the room at the people and smiled. I wasn't used to this, and I felt good that Gerard had, had a pretty nice life while I was gone. I mean, he had lots of friends and he partied and had a good time. I was happy that he wasn't like myself; isolated and day dreaming. I think I thought this all because of the booze, but I still felt it long after I got sober.

Gerard came back and took my hand again, and we left the party. We were silent as we walked towards his place. I loved the fact that we could be silent and still feel happy and comfortable together.

"How you feelin'?" Gerard asked.

I hummed, "Sexy."

He laughed, "Sexy? Why?"

"I'm with you and whenever we're alone, we have the greatest sex."

He shook his head, letting out that cute little laugh, "Are you sexy, October. I can't keep my hands off you."

"Oh yeah?" He nodded, "You love me? You want to touch me?"

He licked his lips as I stared at him, "Fuck, I'm all bothered now."

I giggled, "When we get home, I'll make you feel better."

Gerard chuckled and kissed my cheek, nuzzling his face closer to my jaw and neck. I moaned lightly, squeezing his hand.

Once we got to his place, Gerard and I went into his room again; the light was dim, and we slowly took our clothes off. All of it was slow, and we didn't rush. We touch each others bodies, almost as if we were memorizing our skin.

This type of thing, even as my buzz began to wear off, was so damn romantic.

Gerard sat with his back to the headboard, pulling me gently on top of his lap, letting me straddle him. He pulled the blanket over our nude lower halves and felt the curves of my hips. Gerard kissed me softly, letting his tongue into my mouth smoothly. I placed my hands on his shoulders and ground my hips against his.

Gerard pulled away gently, "I love you."

"I know you do." I quipped back with a grin.

He smiled, "You love me?"

"'Course I do. I love you, Gee-Gee!" I giggled softly.

He chuckled too, kissing me again.

Everything with Gerard felt right and felt like it should be. We made love, going at a slow pace, kissing each other with passion and emotion. As my buzz subsided, I almost felt like crying because I was overcome with happiness.

Gerard laid on his stomach and I rested my cheek on his back; we were silent again and it was sweet. I tangled my fingers in his hair and placed soft kisses on his shoulder. Gerard's soft breathing was lolling me to sleep.

"October?" Gerard spoke my name softly.

"Yeah?" I murmured back.

"You wanna get married?"

I smiled, his voice was shaky and timid; "Yeah, I do."

"This was a shitty way of asking you, but I had to ask." His eyes opened, "I want to do it soon."

"We can elope." I told him, "I don't care about that fancy wedding shit."

He chuckled, "Me either. 10 minute ceremony is all I want."

"Me, too. When do you want to do it?"

"How does tomorrow sound?"

I laughed, "Perfect."

"We can runaway for a little while, then come back."

"Running away sounds perfect, too." I kissed his shoulder again, "I love you."

"I love you, too."

Again, we were silent. I never felt so happy in my entire life. I felt madly in love. I felt like anything was possible. Nothing matter in the entire world; not a damn thing.

The only thing that did matter was Gerard and I. And, the fact that I did get my dream job. I got to be Happy.