my tragic romance chapter 11

Chapter eleven - the making of Helena.

Gerard and I spent almost the whole night writing the song.
“I think we finally finished.” Gerard smiled.
“let’s hear it.” I started to play the medoly Gerard had come up with.

Long ago
Just like the hearse you die to get in again
We are so far from you

Burning on just like a match you strike to incinerate
The lives of everyone you know
And what's the worst you take (worst you take)
from every heart you break (heart you break)
And like the blade you stain (blade you stain)
Well I've been holding on tonight

What's the worst that I can say?
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight

Came a time
When every star fall brought you to tears again
We are the very hurt you sold
And what's the worst you take (worst you take)
from every heart you break (heart you break)
And like the blade you stain (blade you stain)
Well I've been holding on tonight

What's the worst that I can say?
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight
And if you carry on this way
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight

Can you hear me?
Are you near me?
Can we pretend to leave and then
We'll meet again
When both our cars collide?

What's the worst that I can say?
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight
And if you carry on this way
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight

Gerard smiled when I looked up. I smiled back.
I hugged him, “gee, grandma would be proud.”
“yeah. Now go get some sleep it’s 5 am. We leave at 8.”  he laughed. I rolled my eyes and headed to the kitchen. I didn’t plan on going to sleep since it was pointless. I grabbed a cup and poured in the coffee. I headed back up to my room, dispite the fact that frank was most likely asleep in my bed. I opened the door quietly and walked up the stairs, leaving the door wide open. I peered over the side of the stairs. Frank was sitting on my bed, still awake.
“you’re still up?” I asked as I walked over to the bed.
“no, I fell asleep for like two hours. What were you doing?” He rubbed his eyes.
“me and gee were working on something.”
“oh, well, now that you’re here can we go to sleep?”
“If you want you can. I’m not gonna sleep now. I’ll just sleep on the bus.” I smiled and hugged him.
“well, will you Atleast lay with me?” he smiled cutely.
“fine.” I smiled and layed next to him, resting my head on his chest. He pulled me in close with his free hand and kissed me on the forehead.
I could feel my face turning red. I started to get a little tired as I layed there. I looked around and got up. Frank was asleep so I snuck down the stairs and into the living room. I turned on the Tv and kicked back. now only a few more hours until we’re on the road.