I'll Never Let Them Hurt You (I Promise)
Breaking out.
pt. 35
Rylee’s P.O.V.
One Week Later. Break out day and Rylee’s birthday.
“Lucy is probably parked right outside.”
“Good. We have a ride.”
“Yep.”
“Ready girl?”
“Hell yea…” we walked, yet again, towards the entrance and main controls. I carefully opened the cover and looked inside. I started to carefully wiggle wires until they pulled out.
“That should be it.”
“So I can open the door now?”
“Yea but run for it just in case.”
“Ok…” Tori hesitated but opened the door and ran like a mad woman. Surprisingly, the alarm didn’t go off. I ran after her and landed in Lucy’s car.
“Drive, drive, drive!” I yelled.
“Quoting a movie are we?”
“Just go.”
“Fine, fine, fine!” She imitated and drove off. We arrived at her house and had a mini party. The real one was tomorrow.
“Partay!”
“Yea baby!” Just then Fran came downstairs.
“Oh my gosh! Rylee! You’re here!”
“Yea dude!” I said pulling her into a hug.
“Cool! Who’s this?”
“Oh right…guys? This is Tori Bradshaw.”
“Hi!” She waved at them hyperly.
“Hi!” They waved back, just as hyper. We brought out the movies and stayed up really late. Late enough to watch the sun rise. We finally went to bed only to wake up a little bit later.
“I’m really tired but I can’t fall asleep!” I sighed.
“I know how you feel.”
“Of course you do!”
“I’m going shopping.”
“Ok…”
“I really missed you Rylee.”
“I missed you too Lucy.” I gave her a long-awaited hug. I hadn’t given her one yet, surprisingly. She left the house and went to wherever she was going.
“I never thought I’d be here right now.”
“Where did you think you’d end up?”
“Long story…”
“Tell us please?” So I went into my life story for Fran and Tori.
“…and that’s why I thought I’d be in Frankie’s arms again.”
“So that explains the bracelet.”
“Yea well I have to call one of my friends. I told her I would keep in touch.”
“Oh…yea…ok…”
Frank’s P.O.V.
We have Gee’s voice on the record…Brian, our manager, said he wants us to start a new one really soon. Gee broke out of rehab. I told him if he stopped doing all that crap that I wouldn’t take him back. He swore he’d stop and as far as I know…he has. I still miss Rylee but I don’t dare tell Jamia. She’ll have a cow, a moose, a baby, and a horse.
Rylee’s P.O.V.
I hung up with Sara and got a new call. Gerard? What the hell?
“Hello?”
“Rylee?”
“Who is this?”
“This is Gerard Way…you know damn well who I am!”
“Gee…hi…” I said sheepishly.
“Rylee? Why in the hell did you transfer like that?”
“How did you get my number?”
“Answer my question first.”
“I don’t know…I can’t face it…I miss you though…so very much…forget my number?”
“I will do no such thing…I got it from Sara.”
“Give Frank this number and you will die…I swear upon your grave Gerard Arthur Way!”
“Ok…ok…I miss you too. Is Sasha ok?”
“I haven’t seen her since I was sent to rehab.”
“Oh…”
“Sorry Gee…”
“It’s ok…”
“I mean for everything…”
“It’s fine…Frank is bugging me to death though.”
“You can NOT cave!”
“I won’t…I’ve put up with it for about two years now…don’t you think I would’ve caved already?”
“Maybe…I don’t know…”
“Oh dude!…Frank’s coming. Talk to ya later. Bye!”
“Bye!” I replied and we hung up.
“I’m ba-aaaaaaa-ck!” We heard Lucy’s voice ring through the house.
“Let’s rock this house out!”
“Yes let’s!” We all partied yet again. Tori and I had just broke out of rehab! Now that’s a reason to celebrate!
Rylee’s P.O.V.
One Week Later. Break out day and Rylee’s birthday.
“Lucy is probably parked right outside.”
“Good. We have a ride.”
“Yep.”
“Ready girl?”
“Hell yea…” we walked, yet again, towards the entrance and main controls. I carefully opened the cover and looked inside. I started to carefully wiggle wires until they pulled out.
“That should be it.”
“So I can open the door now?”
“Yea but run for it just in case.”
“Ok…” Tori hesitated but opened the door and ran like a mad woman. Surprisingly, the alarm didn’t go off. I ran after her and landed in Lucy’s car.
“Drive, drive, drive!” I yelled.
“Quoting a movie are we?”
“Just go.”
“Fine, fine, fine!” She imitated and drove off. We arrived at her house and had a mini party. The real one was tomorrow.
“Partay!”
“Yea baby!” Just then Fran came downstairs.
“Oh my gosh! Rylee! You’re here!”
“Yea dude!” I said pulling her into a hug.
“Cool! Who’s this?”
“Oh right…guys? This is Tori Bradshaw.”
“Hi!” She waved at them hyperly.
“Hi!” They waved back, just as hyper. We brought out the movies and stayed up really late. Late enough to watch the sun rise. We finally went to bed only to wake up a little bit later.
“I’m really tired but I can’t fall asleep!” I sighed.
“I know how you feel.”
“Of course you do!”
“I’m going shopping.”
“Ok…”
“I really missed you Rylee.”
“I missed you too Lucy.” I gave her a long-awaited hug. I hadn’t given her one yet, surprisingly. She left the house and went to wherever she was going.
“I never thought I’d be here right now.”
“Where did you think you’d end up?”
“Long story…”
“Tell us please?” So I went into my life story for Fran and Tori.
“…and that’s why I thought I’d be in Frankie’s arms again.”
“So that explains the bracelet.”
“Yea well I have to call one of my friends. I told her I would keep in touch.”
“Oh…yea…ok…”
Frank’s P.O.V.
We have Gee’s voice on the record…Brian, our manager, said he wants us to start a new one really soon. Gee broke out of rehab. I told him if he stopped doing all that crap that I wouldn’t take him back. He swore he’d stop and as far as I know…he has. I still miss Rylee but I don’t dare tell Jamia. She’ll have a cow, a moose, a baby, and a horse.
Rylee’s P.O.V.
I hung up with Sara and got a new call. Gerard? What the hell?
“Hello?”
“Rylee?”
“Who is this?”
“This is Gerard Way…you know damn well who I am!”
“Gee…hi…” I said sheepishly.
“Rylee? Why in the hell did you transfer like that?”
“How did you get my number?”
“Answer my question first.”
“I don’t know…I can’t face it…I miss you though…so very much…forget my number?”
“I will do no such thing…I got it from Sara.”
“Give Frank this number and you will die…I swear upon your grave Gerard Arthur Way!”
“Ok…ok…I miss you too. Is Sasha ok?”
“I haven’t seen her since I was sent to rehab.”
“Oh…”
“Sorry Gee…”
“It’s ok…”
“I mean for everything…”
“It’s fine…Frank is bugging me to death though.”
“You can NOT cave!”
“I won’t…I’ve put up with it for about two years now…don’t you think I would’ve caved already?”
“Maybe…I don’t know…”
“Oh dude!…Frank’s coming. Talk to ya later. Bye!”
“Bye!” I replied and we hung up.
“I’m ba-aaaaaaa-ck!” We heard Lucy’s voice ring through the house.
“Let’s rock this house out!”
“Yes let’s!” We all partied yet again. Tori and I had just broke out of rehab! Now that’s a reason to celebrate!