Just Don't Burn Your Friends. xXx Prologue - Nine

[ricegrains&rosesxo.]

Chapter 8…//
Part three of three
Allie’s POV

Sirens were filling the air. I was leant against a tree, holding as much of my head as I could in my hands without suffering tremendous pain from the marks the fire had left on my skin. I watched my beautiful Jimmy burn right in front of my eyes.

But right now, Jimmy didn’t matter. I was watching the remains of my friends burn, and rot… and there was nothing I could do about it.

I gasped in pain as the salty tears fell into my wounds. Loz was sitting beside me, gripping her arm. Zoe was on my other side, clasping her leg. And I could see the four remaining members of My Chemical Romance lay in the grass opposite us, attempting to attend various wounds.

Yeah, I’m not forgetting anyone. Three people died that night. Yazz, one of the best friends ever, Gerard, possibly my biggest inspiration… and Joe, a bundle of laughter until the end. As we were escaping the bus, Joe was choked by the fumes. His body is laying on the other side of the tree, waiting to be buried.

A sudden rush of white was forming around me. I felt myself being hurried into an ambulance, machines already whirring away.

And then I realised. There, on two white stretchers, lay Yazz and Gerard, his hand enclosed around hers, and drips and wires piercing their skin under numerous bandages, oxygen masks covering their faces.

[decay;;]

My POV, yay.
GAWD GIVE ME A DEPRESSING CHAPTER WHY DON'T YOU.
Noo! Not Joe! Not Sugarplum! Noooo!
Who's gunna play your party now =[[

JIMMY! WWHHYY!
Shut'up Allie's POV. Jimmy DOES matter.
Not as much as... YAZZ AND GERARD =[[

Haha, MCR attending wounds, that's funny.
Ray can't do it.
He didn't stop Mikey dying in Ghost Of You.
=[[[
But yay, I'm alive ^_^
MOOORREEEE.
xoxox *SxPxF*

[ricegrains&rosesxo.]

Chapter 9…//
Yazz’s POV

Bright white lights. My eyelids opened, my vision clouded. I heard voices, but I couldn’t hear clearly. I looked around, trying to recognise something I knew.

My eyes settled on the sleeping figure of Loz in the corner. Her arm was in a sling, but apart from that she looked rather healthy. I tried to sit up, but found I couldn’t. I just lay facing the ceiling.

‘Loz’, I croaked, my throat aching. ‘Loz’, I repeated, a little louder, but causing greater pain.

I heard shuffling. I noticed she had risen, and come to sit by my side. I looked up into her pale face. She looked upset yet happy at the same time. I was sure I didn’t.

‘How much longer of my life have I wasted away in a hospital?’ I asked, dreading the answer. My voice was dull, and my eyes didn’t have their usual shine to them. I could feel it. Something… something was missing…

‘It’s only the 5th January’ she said, soothingly. ‘It’s only been a day since… since it happened.’

Only a day. Thank God.

‘This was all my fault’ I whispered, and I could feel tears dwelling in my eyes. ‘More people, dead because of me. How many was it this time?’

‘One.’

My worst nightmares had been confirmed. I had killed the very person I couldn’t live without… the very person I loved…

Loz must of seen my expression. ‘It wasn’t your fault’ she tried to tell me. I wouldn’t except it. My life seemed to have no purpose anymore…

I heard a door open. Allie entered, a cast on her hand but no more. She sat down beside Loz, looking down at me.

‘I can’t believe I did that…’ I whispered, through tears. ‘I can’t believe I did that to him…’

Allie’s expression looked confused. Nonetheless, she told me what she had come here to say.

‘Yazz… there’s something you need to see. Once you… once you’re feeling a bit better.’ Her voice was warm. I wondered why.

‘Take me now’ I said, sitting up with aid from Loz.

They took me, an arm each, carefully to a wheelchair next to the door. Allie wheeled me around, out the door, and through a corridor. I thought she was taking me outside, to see his body – but she turned a corner.
‘Where’re we-‘ I started, but she cut across me, now excitedly running.

‘You’ll see!’

‘But-‘

‘Yazz! Trust me!’

‘Okay okay.’

She wheeled me through another door. Loz was now covering my eyes. I could feel I was slowing down, and eventually, I ground to a halt.

‘Here’. I heard Allies voice, and then she sat in a chair in the corner. Loz took her hands away from my eyes and went to sit with Allie.

I found myself facing a pair of extremely green eyes, pale skin, a mass of black, knotted hair and a large grin. Gerard was alive. He was sitting upright in a hospital bed. My heart was pounding… how could he be alive… what would I say to him? Sorry for risking your life? I hope it never happens again? And who was dead?

‘Joe.’ Gerard seemed to automatically know what I was thinking. ‘Joe’s dead’.

Joe was dead. Not Gerard. I was so upset… but at the same time, so ridiculously happy. Gerard Way had saved my life. Gerard Way had saved me from certain death. Gerard Way… my rescuer. I could feel the air catching in my throat as the butterflies danced around my stomach. But my head was so ridiculously down to earth.

‘It’s my fault Joe’s dead’ I muttered, looking down.

‘Yazz, if you hadn’t told us what was going to happen, we’d all be dead!’ said Gerard hysterically, grabbing my hand.

I stared into his eyes. They were shining, red and glistening – he had been crying. But they were full of truth… and for some reason, sadness.

‘Gerard… why’ve you been crying?’ I asked tenderly.

‘Oh, just hurry up and kiss already’, Allie said bitterly from her corner. I spun around, but Gerard seemed to shrink behind his covers.

‘What do you mean?’ I asked, confused.

‘Don’t think I didn’t see you guys holding hands in the ambulance’ she spat.

‘Allie, what on earth are you talking about?’

’You two! You’re going out! And you never told us!’ She was pointing her finger wildly at Gerard, and then pointing it to me.

‘No, we’re not.’ A low voice said this. I looked at Gerard, desperate for some answers.

‘Then why were you-‘

‘Allie, Allie, Allie. Why else do you think? She was out. She was out ever since we landed in the highway. Now, can we have some time alone? Please? I need to talk to Yazmin in privet.’

Allie nodded, grabbed Loz’s free arm with her good wrist and pulled her out the door, slamming it loudly. I turned to Gerard. He looked… ashamed.

‘Gerard…’ I whispered, gazing into his eyes. They were green and deep enough to drown in… but I had to concentrate. ‘What did she mean?’

‘She means she knows how I actually feel about someone…’ he said, not looking at me. Was he saying what I thought he was saying? ‘Yazz… the last night, after you passed out… well, I was going to ask you before you passed out… but you kinda fainted…’

My eyes goggled.

‘Continue…’ I felt the back of my throat go dry.

‘Would you kill me if I said Allie caught me holding your hand?’ He said this so quietly, but with an extremely violent blush.

‘Of course not’ I said, even quieter than Gerard.

‘I don’t know if Allie or any of the others know… but I kissed you after you gave me that note’, he whispered.

I was silent.

‘Yazz… I love you’ he gasped, looking into my eyes. I knew he was telling the truth.

I stood up out of my wheelchair. I pressed the switch on his lamp, and turned the main lights off. I walked back, and turned his lamp off, leaning over him. I could still see his face and eyes glow in the darkness. I leaned in.

‘I love you too, Gerard…’

[decay;;]

Dun dun dun!
Oooh. Now I'm mega bitch of the goddamn century =[[
BUT! I helped! I think...
Poor Jowie =[[
Awwww. Down and dirty in the hospital.
How will I play with a fucked wrist =[[
MOREE.
xoxox *SxPxF*


Ps: Somebodies on an updating spree ^_^

[mcrXsavedXme]

Awwwww
*wipes tears*
What teh hell haff I been missing =[

Orgasmic fanfic =]

So long and goodnight xx
Miss Wannabe Chav xo

[Jess]

OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG, MORE MORE, I NEEEEEED MORE!


can i just say Yazz... Allie is right, i could swear you do all this 'save me Gerard' stuff on purpose, lol.

you see, really what happened was everyone was asleep, Yazz ran to the front of the bus and there was an open window, she threw a granade to the front of the bus causing it to swerve (not what she meant) the bus then went into a, errr, a tree, she ran back to where she was and pretended she was still unconcious so Gerard would save her again.

lol

ah well

great fanfic so far yazz... GIMMIE MORE,, NOOOOOOW! ;D