I got a taxi to Gerard's.

As soon as I had paid the driver, I ran to the door and knocked.

"Unless you're important, I don't want to know." Gerard's voice yelled from the other side.

"Some may see me that way." I replied.

There was silence for a moment, but then I saw the distorted figure of my ex boyfriend stumbling to the door through the glass in the wooden panel.

The door was opened and there stood the man I'd been trying to avoid for the past week, eyes bloodshot with dark circles surrounding them, clothes sloppy, hair a mess and skin paler than usual.

"Hello Gerard." I spoke softly.

"Shouldn't you be at school?" He asked, quite harshly.

"I was about to ask you the same thing." I replied, just as harsh.

He scoffed, but let me pass.

I entered the house and stood next to the couch, where there were various cans, bottles and glasses scattered across the floor in front of it.

"Gerard, what have you done?" I sighed.

He shrugged. "I dealt with your absence." 

I gave a single, humorless chuckle.

"If you think this is dealing with it, you couldn't be more wrong." I told him.

"I don't currently have a fuck to give you. Come back later." He snapped.

I ignored his drunken sass and shook my head.

"Why haven't you been at school?" I asked.

Gerard shrugged again. "I'm hardly in the right state to be teaching now am I?" 

I sighed, heavily and rubbed my temples.

"Did I make you do this?" 

He thought about it for a moment.

"It probably would've been better if you had stayed." He replied. "I wasn't lying when I told you I loved you. Love you. I'm sorry for breaking up with you and I'm sorry for what I said the other day. It was wrong and I swear I didn't mean it like I said." 

I closed my eyes, folding my arms across my chest, allowing the silence to linger a minute.

"Take me back..." Gerard moped. "Please..."

I re-opened my eyes and scoffed.

"Do you really think that after all this," I started, motioning to the alcohol bottles scattering the place. "I'd want to get back with you?" 

"I can change. I went cold turkey once, I can just as easily do it again. Just as long as I have you back. I love you, Scarlett." He pleaded.

"Yeah, well maybe the feeling is no longer mutual." I snapped.

Gerard had tears in his eyes.

The fact that lying to him about not loving him anymore broke his heart made me almost feel guilty. But he broke mine so I figured that we were even now.

"Please Scarlett. I can't do this without you." 

"Well it looks like you're going to have to. Because I have too much shit on my mind right now to be dealing with your's as well." I told him.

Everything went silent for a few moments.

"Ok..." 

I sighed deeply and nodded.

"You know what? Fuck it. I'll help you. But you can get fucked if you think I'm going to get back with you or move back in."

Gerard's face lit up.

"Thank you." He smiled.