The Personal Assistant (FINISHED)

Chapter Twenty Three - The Betrayal

"No!" I woke up screaming, Gerard who was sleeping next to me jumped up. After taking a few seconds to realize it was all a dream I started to cry again. Gerard was right there next to me again, holding me and comforting me. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, just a bad dream. I'm here, I won't be leaving your side and no ones going to hurt you again." I was so thankful I have him with me, I don't think I could have done this alone.

"Gee, I want to thank you again. You've been my side this whole time, I'm sure it hasn't been easy on you. I feel like I'm such a burden, you should just go home."

"Shy, I'm not leaving. I have a change of clothes, sketch paper, pencils and you. What else could I ask for?"

"Your family and a bed."

"Stop that, I could leave if I want to but I don't want to."

"Why do you care so much? I was just your assistant, and I'm not even that anymore."

"Shiloh, you have always been more then an assistant to me. I care so much about you, you know that. Can I show you something?" I nodded and grabbed his sketches he had. He handed them to me and I couldn't believe what I saw. Each sheet was a scene of our time together.

The first one was us sitting in the couch doing the interview. There was one for Christmas when we danced, one for our first kiss, one going to the airport and even sitting on the bench with our ice cream treats. Every moment was there, the last one was us lying in the picnic blanket under the stars.

"Gerard these are amazing, it's...."

"It's our story." I hugged him but had to back away when a pain shot through me. "What's wrong?"

"Pain." He called a nurse, it was Dee again and she gave me something to help the pain.

"Now that boy from yesterday is here and a pretty lady, waiting outside the door. Can I let them in?" I told her yes and she left, I was expecting to see Mikey and maybe Bandit but instead Lindsey walked in.

"Gerard, can I talk to you outside please?" He looked at me, looking for my approval and I nodded. Mikey sat by me as they left, he had a couple of bags with him.

"What's in the bags?"

"You can't see until Gerard comes back." He smiled at me and I smiled back. I wonder what Lindsey was talking to Gerard about.
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Lindsey and I walked outside, the fresh air did feel really nice. I leaned against the building, "so sweetie what did you want to talk about?"

"What's going on?"

"Did you get my note?"

"Yeah I got it and came straight here, what happened?"

"Shiloh came pounding on the door yesterday afternoon, she was beaten and covered in blood. Lynz, she was attacked and raped. I brought her here and I've been by her side the entire time."

"Well she seems to be okay now, you need to come home."

"I can't leave her now, she needs me."

"She doesn't need you, she has a boyfriend, right? Call him and he can look after her, she's not your problem. Why is it anytime I leave, I come back to you to together. I've seriously had enough games Gerard, come home with me or don't come home at all."

"I have to tell her goodbye first, I'll be home in a little bit. Is that okay with you?" I stormed back into hospital, she got on her phone not caring who she was calling. I stood at Shiloh's door for several minutes, thinking what I was going to say.

Slowly I entered the room, "hey Mikey can I have a minute. You can head on home, Sarah misses you." He told her goodbye, kissing her cheek.

"Shy, get better quick. I still have some things to teach you on bass."

"Yeah and I have to school you in some video games still." When Mikey left I closed the door behind him. "Gerard, what's wrong? I can tell something's wrong."

"I have to go, I'm sorry but something came up and Lynz needs me at home." Her smile faded away.

"Yeah well, it's fine. You had to leave sooner or later, don't forget your stuff." I noticed the bags with clothes in them.

"Mikey brought your clothes, want to see them?" She nodded slowly, I already felt guilty. I opened up the bags and pulled out the clothes. Inside was a My Chemical Romance shirt, black jeans, black bra and shorts, converse and a belt with my bat belt buckle.

"Gerard you actually got all of this? This isn't yours, is it?"

"I don't wear it anymore, you know any fan would love to have this. I'm sorry I have to leave but I'm just a call away. Mikey is available too, anytime you need something." I hugged her, and handed her my sketches.

"Keep these safe too, I'm not done with them yet." She smiled but with tears in her eyes. I noticed her eyes look past me and at the door. "What's wrong?" Her smile faded and let out one word.

"Matthew?"