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Hey to all my readers! I am really sorry I haven't posted any 'And When Rain Fell' lately. I have been really busy. I know none of you have said anything yet but I just wanted you guys to know that I haven't forgotten about it! There will probably be one more week of no chapters. I'm sorry! Please don't hate me!
XOJewel

I am about to start balling in a couple of seconds; not sure why, though. I just know that I am. Not that it really matters. I just needed to blog something.

*There you go, Helly, here's your - what did you call it? - "Naughty time"? Love you XOJewel*

Chapter Seven
October 12th

Macbeth started going through my head when I wrote the title! "All hail thee thaine of cawdor. thaine of Glamis!" But anyway! I'm not really sure why I'm posting this blog! I am super bored and am getting ready for my therapist appointment! Woo! Nothing special is going on today, how about for you guys? How is everyone doing? I haven't seen very many sad/angry blogs on the Community in a while which makes me happy! That means everyone is doing alright? I hope!? Umm, yeah, I'm not entirely sure what the fuck I am supposed to do! Ha ha! I want to take pictures but can't because I've already taken pictutes of everything around my house and it gets boring. I want to go someplace new where my mind may wonder about the uncharted surroundings. But...that's not going to happen today. What should I wear? Hmmm. MCR hoodie and skinnies? Or, fuzzy northface and boot cut? Or maybe just nothing! Ha ha ha ha! Kidding! Anyway, maybe I'll draw when my mom's getting her hair done or something.

*This one is a little shorter.*

Chapter Six
It’s Getting Old

I stared at her for a good long while. Was she serious? I rolled my eyes, I honestly couldn’t control myself. I had heard this fucking excuse so many times. I couldn’t stand it anymore. I would rather want to be def than to listen to someone tell me they were afraid I would get hurt. So I tried to stop her from going on, but I was too late she was already off in her explanation mode trying to make everything sound better than it really was. “Frank, I know it’s not my place but just shut up and listen to me, please! I am trying to help you! That’s all I want is to help!” I shook my head. I could feel the rage building and the mean words collect in the back of my throat. I really didn’t want to hear this right now, but I had no choice. I decided to come knowing this was a possibility. “Frank, please, I know this is difficult –…”

I CAN TAKE THE TWO NEW MCR SONGS OFF OF MY MOM'S LAPTOP AND PUT THEM ONTO MY IPOD! HOLY SHIT! THIS IS REALLY HAPPENING! I CAN'T WAIT UNTIL NOVEMBER'S SONGS COME OUT! AH!

*Happy Hallow - I mean - Ieroween, everyone! Be safe and kick ass! XO*

Chapter Five
A Friend with a Friend, an Observer with an Observer

“So what you’re saying is that he wants you to get up and go to this cottage with him? For two weeks?”
“One week, actually. Meant to be two, but insisted only taking me for one.” She looked down at her hands which were wrapped around the big coffee mug gently like a lily beginning to bloom. She was paler than usual, and that was hard to beat. Her eyes were set into her skull, dark bags hanging low beneath her bottom lid. She looked awful. Her hair up in a messy bun, a makeup free face, chipped nail worn and frayed from days and days of over use. If I didn’t know any better she could have been a zombie. Her typical pink rosy cheeks which gave her, her nickname were faded to a regular skin tone color.

Happy birthday, Frank. You have truly made a difference to all of the fans Can't wait to hear you in the next album!
XOJewel

Shit, guys, tomorrow is Halloween. I keep thinking I have all day to do stuff but I don't! Ugh! Shit! I was going to be Sally and my friend be Jack but the costumes were 50 bucks each (fucking rip off, right?) So now I'm going to be what I am every day: a witch. I have a hat, I have black pants (with zippers on the end), and red lipstick, what about a shirt? What the fuck do I do about a shirt!? And I have brown hair - not very witchy! Ugh! Help? Any last minute ideas before we start this motherfuckin' show? It's going to be a great year guys.

*Leave your comments! I love to hear them! Ha ha ha! This chapter was 15 pages long and I copy and paste it onto here and it looks so small! Ha ha ha!*

Chapter Four
The Smell of Roses

I followed Gerard into a small café. It was a cute little place. It wasn’t familiar, though which made me excited. I loved it when he brought me into places I’ve never been before. It felt like a miniature adventure as stupid as that might sound. I walked behind him quickly making sure to keep the good distance between us closed so he didn’t let go of my hand. I was truly excited to see what he had in store for me. Gerard was always so good to me, even if I wasn’t all that great to him some times, he understood what I was going through and I just can’t wait until everything passes.