Categories > Celebrities > My Chemical Romance > Only The Strong Survive (Forbidden pt 2) Cont.

Chapter 15

by FamousLastWords09 5 reviews

Mikey notices how alike Frank and Jasmine are and Gerard witness something between Frank and Chey.

Category: My Chemical Romance - Rating: PG-13 - Genres: Drama - Characters: Bob Bryar,Frank Iero,Gerard Way,Mikey Way,Ray Toro - Published: 2010-02-26 - Updated: 2010-02-26 - 5919 words

5Exciting
Present

Cheyenne jumped as her cell phone rang and she raced to answer it praying she didn’t see Jamia’s name. Ever since that night Frank told her he was divorcing Jamia she waited anxiously for the phone call from a crying Jamia telling her what she already knew. Cheyenne sighed and then smiled as he saw that it was Gerard was calling.
‘Hello honey’ she answered feeling a nice sense of relief flow through her.
‘Hey beautiful’ Frank replied. Although the words were positive and complimentary his voice was anything but.
‘What’s up?’ Cheyenne replied hiding the nervousness from her voice. She would try her best to sound casual with Frank as if their exchange of words a few days before hadn’t happened ‘how comes you’re calling from Gerard’s cell?’
‘Mine’s dead, his was closest. We’re having a break from rehearsing in a little while and Gee and I was thinking of collecting Mini from school if that’s ok.’
‘Yeah sure it’s fine’ Cheyenne said sitting down on the sofa, relieved that she didn’t have to do the manic school run with the crazy moms in their big jeeps and big egos ‘She’ll be so happy to see you she likes it when anyone other than me picks her up.’
‘Cool I’ll let him know’ Frank replied a tiny bit of amusement in his voice.
‘Frank, have you thought more about what I overheard you saying that night. Have you changed your mind?’
‘No I haven’t’ he said ‘it’s for the best I know what I want, what I need.’
Cheyenne didn’t say anything she didn’t want to push him anymore after what happened between them, hell she was surprised he was still talking to her. ‘Do you hate me Frank?’
‘I try to’ he said honestly ‘everyday.’
Pain ripped though Cheyenne and she took a steadying breath before she replied ‘I’m really sorry’ she apologised for the hundredth time.
‘I gotta go’ he disconnected before she could day anything else. Cheyenne sighed heavily and rested her head on the back of the sofa thinking of ways to make things right again.

**

Past February 2010

It had been one whole year since Gerard had gotten back in contact with his Cheyenne and his daughter and in his opinion it had been the best year he had ever had. The day Cheyenne bought Jasmine over to see his mother they sat late into the night discussing visitation and then discussing everything else. Gerard hadn’t wanted either of them to leave that night but they had to and he grudgingly took them home. Ever since that night he hadn’t let them down once, he was always five minutes early to pick Jasmine up and he always dropped her off right on time. He continued seeing his therapist but stopped the AA meetings. The pull of alcohol was no longer there, he had a new drug and that was his daughter. He lived to see her smile to hear her giggle and to hear the adorable way she spoke. His days were filled with thinking about her if he wasn’t spending time with her. He was right on track.
‘Ahoy there bitches’ Frank called out as he let himself into Cheyenne’s house. She had given him a spare key in case of emergency but of course he abused the privilege knowing Cheyenne didn’t mind.
‘Watch your mouth’ He heard Gerard called out from the living room.
Frank’s eyebrow furrowed in confusion and he walked cautiously into the living room only to be greeted with Cheyenne, Gerard and Jasmine all watching The Lion King.
‘What’s up Frank?’ Cheyenne smiled at him as she paused the film.
‘No mommy putit back’ Jasmine said turning her head to speak to her mother a small pout on her lips.
‘In a second Jasmine, Uncle Frank is saying hello.’ Gerard said stoking her hair ‘Go and give him a cuddle.’
Frank knelt down and braced himself as Jasmine ran at him full pelt and threw herself into his arms, he kissed both her cheeks as he walked her over to the couch where Cheyenne and Gerard were sitting.
‘What brings you here?’ Gerard asked he was put out by Frank’s presence. Usually he took Jasmine back to his mother’s house and did stuff with her there but today it seemed he’d be hanging out with Cheyenne too and it had been going great so far, he felt like they were a family and now Frank had come in and ruined it.
‘Well Jamia’s cousins are visiting’ Frank said rolling his eyes and placing Jasmine on the floor ‘So I decided to get out for a while, I was going to go over to Mikey’s but then I remembered he and Alicia are visiting friends or something so I came here. I know today was your day with Jasmine so I figured I’d keep Chey company.’
‘Well we’re keeping her company today aren’t we Mini?’ Gerard said and Jasmine nodded her head wondering when they were going to play the movie again.
‘The more the merrier then’ Cheyenne said unaware the effect her comment had on Gerard, he smiled thinly as Frank settled himself between them and Cheyenne resumed the movie all the while wishing that Frank would leave.


**

Present

‘Hey honey’ Gerard called out as he walked through the door with Jasmine in his arms and Frank by his side.
‘Hey love’ Cheyenne said appearing in the hallway, Gerard approached her for a kiss and she turned her head so his lips grazed her cheek instead of her lips. She didn’t want to hurt Frank anymore with a huge display of affection and Gerard didn’t seem to notice.
‘How was school Mini?’ she asked taking her daughter from Gerard and helping her to take her backpack and jacket off.
‘I got a sticker for my spelling test’ Jasmine said beaming at her good work.
‘Really let’s see’ Cheyenne said enthusiastically looking at her daughters t-shirt.
‘Behind you’ Frank said puffing his chest out and showing her a bee sticker with the words “Well Done” written in glitter.
Cheyenne laughed and shook her head at the sight of his heavily tattooed arms and the bright yellow glittered sticker on his t-shirt.
‘What’ Frank said innocently ‘Mini put it on me.’
‘And let me guess you put up a huge fight’ Cheyenne said carefully peeling the sticker off his chest ‘This belongs on the fridge with the others, not on Uncle Frank’s old t-shirt.’
‘This t-shirt isn’t old’ Frank pouted looking down at the worn material on his body.
‘It’s older than Jasmine’ Gerard laughed hitting his friend lightly on the arm
‘And I’m five’ Jasmine added.
‘Haters’ he said ruffling his Goddaughters hair.
‘Can I quickly get you guys something to eat?’ Cheyenne asked as she returned to the hallway.
‘Nah I’m ok’ Frank said, it was petty but he didn’t want anything from her…only her love.
‘I’m ok too’ Gerard said his arms around his daughter, his hands on her little chest ‘We have to get back, I reckon it’s going to be a late one so this little one will be asleep by the time I get home but I wanted to see her.’
‘Can’t I come with you?’ Jasmine asked her eyes filled with hope, she loved to go to work with her dad he had the best job out of all her friends’ dads.
‘I don’t know Mini’ Gerard said ‘we might be home late, you’ve got school tomorrow.’
‘Oh please daddy please. I’ll be a good girl I promise.’ She begged jumping up and down in anticipation.
‘I don’t know’ he said his pursing his lips and looking at Cheyenne who shrugged her shoulders. She didn’t mind either way as she knew Jasmine would be asleep by the time he bought her home.
‘Please Uncle Frank’ Jasmine said releasing herself from her father’s hold and running to her uncle hugging his legs.
‘It’s not up to me’ Frank told her honestly his right hand resting on her silkily brown hair.
‘Oh please’ She said her eyes looking up at him. God she was too adorable for her own good.
‘Why don’t we take her? Chey you can pick her up and bring her home in time for bed That’s ok right?’ He said finally.
‘Yeah that sounds fair’ Gerard said as Jasmine cheered and ran back to her dad as he scooped her up into his arms and she kissed his cheeks
‘You two are the biggest softies ever’ Cheyenne laughed referring to Frank and Gerard as she kissed him and their child. She watched them walk out with a smile on her face; she took her daughter’s jacket off the coat peg and handed it to Frank who remained behind. ‘You’re much too good to that child, you spoil her.’
‘She’s too irresistible. I guess she gets that from her mother’ He said and Cheyenne blushed as he gave her that sexy grin he was so good at.
‘I’ll come by around eight’ Cheyenne said ignoring the comment and the feeling it gave her.
‘Cool’ he said ‘I’ll count the minutes’

**

Past March 2010

Cheyenne’s breath quickened as she heard Gerard’s voice call for her and she pressed her hands over her mouth to stifle the sound. She couldn’t believe this as happening, how long had she been hiding in the cupboard. She looked at her watch and noted it had been five minutes. It was too hot and her breath was coming out in short bursts from the anticipation she felt. She hoped he’d get out of the hallway so she could make a run for it, if she was quick enough she could make it downstairs before he found her.
‘Oh Cheyenne why do you hide from me?’ he said in a sing song voice ‘come out come out wherever you are.’
She heard him curse and a loud bang, he must’ve stumbled and kicked the washing basket that was by the stairs. She closed her eyes, her hand pressed even harder against her mouth and concentrated on calming her breathing. She strained for a sound but heard none. Carefully she opened her eyes searching as though she could see through the darkness of her hiding place.
‘Oh Cheyenne my love, I’ve searched the whole house so this can be the only room you’re in’ he said with a throaty laugh ‘come out now and I’ll spare you.’
Cheyenne stifled a gasp his voice was so close she hadn’t even heard him enter the room. She had forgotten how silent he could be sometimes.
‘Ok I’m going to count to three and then I’m going to yank you outta your hiding place, but you can make it all easier if you just come out now, sugar. Are you ready? Ok. One….’
Cheyenne pushed herself further back in to the wardrobe she heard him count to two and she heard the deliberate step he took in her direction.
‘Two and a half…’ Gerard said placing his hands on the handle of the wardrobe. ‘Two and three quarters….
‘THREE!’ Cheyenne screamed as she launched herself out of the wardrobe and straight into Gerard knocking them both down.
‘What are you doing?’ he laughed as they both landed on the floor. Cheyenne was laughing so hard she could barely answer him.
‘I was-I scared you’ she spluttered as Gerard threw his head back and howled with laughter
‘No you didn’t I knew you were in there’ he chuckled his stomach starting to hurt ‘that’s the worse fucking hiding place ever.’
‘Shut up’ Cheyenne giggled her head against his chest, she could feel his heart rapidly beating ‘I scared you admit it.’
‘You really didn’t’ he laughed as one hand instinctively settled on her head, his fingers automatically curling in her hair.
They continued to laugh quietly until there was no sound but there breathing and Cheyenne noted that despite the lack of action Gerard’s heart was still beating fast.
‘Where’s Jasmine?’ She asked suddenly sitting up. Gerard inwardly groaned as her body moved from his, for those last few minutes he felt whole and now he felt half empty, the way he had felt since he ruined things between them. ‘Is she still looking?’
‘What? No way!’ he cried with a laugh as he too sat up ‘She gave up after counting to ten for you to hide. She’s watching TV. I just decided to carry on playing, otherwise who knows how long you would’ve been hiding for.’
Cheyenne laughed and shook her head and stood up ‘That child, honestly, that’s the last time I play hide and seek with her.’
‘You can’t blame her though honey’ Gerard said as he took the hand Cheyenne offered him and got up ‘your hiding place sucked, I wouldn’t want to play either.’
Cheyenne pretending to be offended slapped his arms and Gerard grabbed her and pulled her to him and held her as they laughed. Cheyenne was suddenly aware of how close they were and the laughter that was shook her body seconds ago started to subside but her heart started to race. She pulled back to find Gerard staring at her, his honey coloured eyes alight and happy a small smile on his perfect lips, she had forgotten how sexy his lips were, they were a wonderful shape and the colour was a rosy but very subtle pink and she found herself leaning into him as she remembered in her mind how soft they were and how they could make her body feel. She wanted to kiss them, wanted to taste them.
‘Come on’ Gerard whispered breaking her from her trance, he knew what she was doing her lips were mere millimetres from his, he could lick her lips she was so close but he had to stop her. ‘Jasmine is waiting for us.’ Cheyenne nodded silently and pulled back feeling embarrassed by her actions and for the rejection she felt. She didn’t take the hand that Gerard offered her but walked out of the room with her arms folded and her cheeks red with humiliation.


**

Present

Mikey lightly strummed the strings on his guitar as he watched Frank playing with Jasmine. They had taken another break as Ray stopped to take Christa to bed, she hadn’t been feeling well earlier no doubt due to her pregnancy and Ray wanted to make sure she was tucked up comfortably before he returned to the basement to continue rehearsing.
‘Is Auntie Christa alright?’ Jasmine asked as Ray walked back into the room, a look of relief on his face.
‘She’s fine angel’ he said picking Jasmine up and giving her a quick kiss before settling her back on the floor. As expected she took off in Frank’s direction and as expected he was waiting for her. He settled her on his lap and held her as he played his guitar attempting to teach her how to play.
‘He’s like a magnet for her isn’t he’ Mikey laughed as he watched his band mate playing with his niece ‘She’s like a fucking homing beacon or something.’
‘Yeah’ Ray laughed ‘our own personal tracking device, if we ever need to find Frank we’ll just follow Jasmine she’ll find in no time.’ They both laughed at their little joke as they watched Jasmine attempt to hold Frank’s guitar all by herself.
‘They’re really alike aren’t they’ Mikey said his head cocked to the side and Ray tore his gaze away from the pair to look at him
‘What do you mean?’
‘I mean they’re alike’ Mikey said ‘same silly sense of humor, same mannerisms at times’
‘Yeah I guess but he did bring her up for her first few years’ Ray said quickly ‘it’s bound to happen children pick up on these kinds of things.’
‘True’ Mikey replied as he watched them. ‘Come on now’ he said snapping to attention ‘let’s finish this shit so I can get home to my beautiful pregnant wife.’

**

Past March 2010

‘So when were you going to tell me?’ Frank asked coming into the kitchen, he had just put Jasmine down for s nap, in fact she put herself down and Frank just tucked her in.
‘Tell you what?’ she replied turning to face him.
‘Come on don’t pretend’ he said coming back behind her and pressing his body into her back, he ran his hands down the length of her arms resting them on her hands. She stopped chopping afraid that she’d cut herself since she was having trouble concentrating with his warm hands on hers.
‘I really don’t know what you’re talking about Frank’ She said her voice coming out at a whisper. She felt his hands grip hers harder and she let him move them aside. She watched him pick up the knife with his right hand and the tomato she was chopping with his left and he sliced them as he looked over her shoulder pinning her between himself and the counter.
‘I’m talking about your near kiss with Gerard’ he said with a giggle.
‘Oh that’ Cheyenne said trying to calm her beating heart. ‘It was nothing.’
‘That’s not what I hear.’ He said blowing his breath dancing on her neck.
‘Well what did you hear?’ she asked her eyes closing involuntarily.
‘He told me you were so close to him that he could’ve licked you if he wanted to.’ Frank said and she held back a moan as his lips ever so lightly bushed her neck
‘It was a mistake I got caught up in the moment, like I am now’ she said snapping out of her trance and trying to move out of his arms. Frank held firmly to the counter stopping her. She turned to face him and found him smiling at her.
‘Why do you do this?’ Cheyenne asked
‘What? Flirt outrageously with you.’ He asked grinning.
‘Yeah’ she said folding her arms against her chest creating a little more distance between them.
‘I don’t know I like flirting with you’ he said ‘we used to have a thing you know.’
‘I remember’ she said her lips pursed in annoyance ‘that’s in the past, why do you still do it?’
‘It’s an ego thing I think’ he answered honestly ‘Need to know I’ve still got it.’
‘So try it on your wife’ Cheyenne snapped ‘I’m not your test dummy.’
Frank laughed not bothered that he was upsetting her, he knew her well enough to know it would only last seconds ‘I can easily turn my wife on’ he said with confidence ‘I’ve been doing it for years. I need to know that other women are still interested that I can make their juices flow. It’s a guy thing it doesn’t mean anything its just a few harmless words and a few harmless actions.’
‘That’s how it happened before remember?’ Cheyenne reminded him ‘it was only words and then it was all action.’
Frank snickered ‘I was younger then, stupider. I wouldn’t make that mistake again.’
‘I was a mistake?’ Cheyenne asked raising an eyebrow in surprise. She never knew he viewed their one night like that.
‘Wasn’t I?’ he asked trying to interpret the look she was giving him.
‘I guess so’ Cheyenne admitted ‘you were a mistake then and you’re a tease now.’
‘Ouch’ Frank chuckled letting his arms fall to his sides ‘I’ve never been called that before.’
‘First time for everything’ she said pushing him away he grabbed her arm and pulled her back to him, pinning her back between himself and the counter once more.
‘I don’t have to be a tease you know’ he said his lips inches from hers ‘I could do you right now.’
‘You’re faking’ Cheyenne whispered she could feel his warm breath on his lips and smell the sweetness from the cola he had drank earlier, it made her head whirl.
‘Am I?’ he challenged ‘It wouldn’t take much to turn you around right now and fuck you against this counter.’
‘You wouldn’t’ Cheyenne giggled calling his bluff ‘you’re married and you wouldn’t break your vows to Jamia again. Nice try though.’
‘Damn it, I wanted to see how far you’d let me go’ Frank said moving away from her. ‘And I didn’t break my vows the first time, she gave me back her ring, I wasn’t technically married’
‘You keep telling yourself that’ Cheyenne laughed as she turned back to continue chopping the vegetables for the salad.
'Ok I agree I did, but you made me' he joked and the room fell into a comfortable silence. ‘Chey are you going to get back with Gerard?’ he asked suddenly, his voice was serious and Cheyenne thought she heard a hint of sadness.
‘No’ She said shaking her head not really sure what her plans were when it came to her ex.
‘Then why’d you nearly kiss him?’
‘I don’t know Frank, everything seems to be going so great and he’s like the Gerard I fell in love with again I just got caught up. I do miss him sometimes you know’ she said lost in thought ‘he seems to slowly becoming the man I remembered the father he should be, it’s attractive’ she shrugged ‘and I guess between you and me it’s been a long time since…well you know what I mean.’ She blushed.
‘Chey needs servicing.’ Frank chuckled falling onto the dining chair ‘ah if only I wasn’t happily married.’
‘You keep talking like that I’m going to tell Jamia.’ Cheyenne threatened
‘I dare you’ he laughed ‘and speaking of my beautiful wife, do you think we’d be able to have Jasmine Friday night. Mia wants to rent a few movies stuff her with pizza and sweets, you know the usual stuff we do to spoil her.’
‘Sure why not?’ Cheyenne said with a big smile ‘she loves spending time with you both and it’s good practice for when you guys have kids.’
‘Whoa lets not get carried away there’ he said his hands held in defence in front of him ‘we’re a little way from that.’
‘Oh you know what?’ Cheyenne said biting her bottom lip in thought ‘Friday is Gee’s day with Mini I’ll have to check with him first.’
‘I’m sure he won’t mind’ Frank said with a wink.
A few hours and innuendos later Frank kissed Cheyenne on the cheek and left her home. He always felt a little sad when he left, he hated to leave them alone a night, New Jersey wasn’t the safest of places and he always worried. As he settled into his car he called Gerard who answered on the first ring.
‘Frankie’ Gerard said
‘Hey Gee good news about Friday, Mia and I are taking Mini for the evening Chey should be free for you to take her out.’
‘Do you think she’ll go with me?’ Gerard asked insecurely he was seated on his bed a book resting on his lap.
‘Sure, why not?’ Frank said with a shrug for some reason he was getting agitated with the conversation.
‘Hmm do you think I’m making a mistake?’ Gerard asked ‘I mean I want her back, I do but what if she rejects me.’
‘You won’t know unless you pick her up Friday’ Frank said honestly.
‘Yeah I guess’ Gerard relied ‘Hey thanks for doing this man, I really appreciate it.’
‘No problem’ Frank said trying his best to ignore the unpleasant feeling in the pit of his stomach. ‘What are best friends for?’
‘It’s cool that you still think of me that way after everything’ Gerard said feeling a rush of shame for his past behaviour, he felt sorry everyday for the things he’s put his best friends through.
‘How could I not?’ Frank answered ‘Anyway I gotta jet Mia is waiting at home for me. Good luck for Friday man, she’s all yours’ he said wincing at the quick stab of pain his heart felt.
‘Thanks man. See ya soon’ Gerard said before hanging up.
Frank rested his head on the headrest he needed to gather his thoughts before driving home. He took a deep breath and then sat up straight he pulled his seatbelt on and then started the engine shaking his head in an attempt to shake the thoughts out of his mind. ‘Shut up’ he snapped at himself ‘it’s not true, you’re not in love with her, you’re not in love with Cheyenne she’s just a friend’ He waited for a contradictory thought to pop in his head and when it didn’t he smiled to himself and drove home where his wife was waiting for him.


**

Present

Cheyenne let herself into Ray’s through the back garden door, she considered calling out but she knew they were in the basement and wouldn’t hear her anyway. She walked through the hallway before coming to an abrupt halt by the living room door she took a few steps to the side and poked her head around the frame. Frank was strumming lightly on his guitar, softly singing to himself. He looked so peaceful, happy even and Cheyenne smiled to herself recognising the Frank she had known and loved all these years. She leaned forward as she tried to identify the song he was singing and her eyes were wide as she realised it was one of her favourites. She had never really heard him sing before, all their records were of Gerard singing the beautifully dark lyrics while he and the others provided the wonderful melodies. Cheyenne closed her eyes and listened as he repeated the first verse.
‘Why do I keep my mind, on you all the time? And I don’t even know you. Why do I feel this way, thinking about you every day? And I don’t even know you? Take me in your arms. Thrill me with all of your charms. And I’ll take to the sky on a natural high, loving you more ‘til the day I die…’
‘You can come in Cheyenne’ he said loudly ‘I know you’re watching me.’
Cheyenne eyes snapped open and she exhaled, she hadn’t realised she had been holding her breath while she eavesdropped. She considered legging it but he knew she was there, what would be the point. Blushing she walked into the room.
‘You caught me’ she said with a sheepish grin ‘how did you know I was there?’
‘I’m in madly in love with you’ he said with a shrug ‘I know when you’re around, I can feel you’
‘Oh’ Cheyenne said poking her head back into the hallway to make sure no one had overheard what he said ‘You said you wouldn’t say that anymore’ she reminded him.
‘Then I apologise’ he said settling the guitar down on the sofa.
‘How comes you’re up here all by yourself?’ she asked stepping further into the room, she was trying her best not to feel uncomfortable being alone with him, they used to spend nearly everyday alone together with no awkwardness and she hated that she had to work at it now.
‘Got too noisy down there’ he replied ‘I just wanted to play somewhere quiet.’
‘Jasmine’s not making the noise is she?’ Cheyenne asked she was by the sofa now too it was a safe barrier between them.
‘Nah Mikey was keeping her in check last time I was down there’ Frank said with a smile.
‘You know I didn’t know you could play Natural High – Bloodstone’ Cheyenne said impressed ‘it’s my very favourite song.’
‘I know, why do you think I learnt it?’ He replied not meeting her eye ‘knowing you like it so much makes me feel closer to you. It’s stupid I know’ Silence fell between them and Cheyenne’s heart was breaking for Frank, she felt like such a horrible person hurting him this way but she was powerless to stop it, she had a life plan and she wanted nothing more than to stick with it.
‘If you hadn’t told me you liked that song I never would have guessed that 70’s soul was your thing.’ Frank said eventually breaking the crippling silence.
‘I like everything’ she said ‘but that’s rich coming from the Otis Redding fan’
Frank laughed ‘I just like that one song’
‘Sure’ Cheyenne said picking up the guitar as she settled herself on the sofa. She scooted forward on the seat and started to strum. She laughed as she hit a few wrong notes and then much slower then the actual tempo of the song she strummed the melody to Early Sunsets Over Monroeville.
‘You still remember how to play!’ Frank exclaimed and Cheyenne played another incorrect note ‘well kind of.’ He added.
‘Of course I remember’ She said gaining confidence as her fingers themselves played the right cords ‘I just didn’t get much chance to practice as Jasmine got older, she got too active had to watch her every five minutes, you remember.’
‘I do’ Frank said as he watched her play, she played another bum note and then stopped.
‘I give up’ she said with a laugh ‘that’s enough playing for me.’
‘Don’t stop’ he said. He moved quickly to her side of the sofa and before Cheyenne knew it Frank was sitting behind her, his front tight against her back, his legs either side of her body, his hands on hers.
‘Now play’ he instructed and with shaking hands Cheyenne strummed the intro to Monroeville.
‘Why so nervous?’ Frank whispered his lips grazing her neck. He heard her suck in her breath and he moved his lips away from her skin. He loved how she was shaking he could feel her tremors through his fingers as they played against hers.
‘I could ask you the same thing’ she replied ‘your heart is beating extremely fast against my back.’
‘It beats for you’ he said. Cheyenne stopped playing and tried to get up. The movement caused her backside to rub against his crotch and he stifled a moan. He held steady to the guitar using it as a barrier to keep her with him.
‘Let me up’ She snapped realising that she was trapped. She was caught mid stand and the awkwardness of the stance forced her to sit back down.
‘Shh’ Frank said and this time he began to play. ‘Sit still.’
‘Please Frank’ she quietly begged
‘Late dawns and early sunsets’ he sang. His voice was quiet and he sang just for her ‘just like my favourite scenes.’
‘Relax’ he commanded Cheyenne, her body was rigid against his and he found it difficult to play ‘I’ll behave, put your hands on mine, I’ll show you how to play.’
Cheyenne reluctantly settled against him, she put her hands on his and followed his strumming and cords as he sang quietly in her ear. His voice was different from Gerard’s, deeper and she found it complimented the song nicely. Cheyenne drifted as she listened to the beautiful notes that he played mixed with the beat of his heart against her back and the rise and fall of his chest as he sung. She smiled at how wonderful it all felt.
‘Hello Gerard’ Frank said suddenly breaking the moment. Cheyenne’s eyes snapped open and she made a move to sit up straight but Frank held her steady with the guitar as he had done before.
‘Don’t be so obvious’ he whispered in her ear ‘we’re not doing anything wrong don’t look so guilty.’ Cheyenne nodded in quiet understanding and pasted a smile on her face for Gerard who slowly walked into the room.
‘How long have you been here?’ Gerard asked she couldn’t read the expression on his face he looked at though he was trying to make sense of the situation. He looked amused and sceptical at the same time as though he was battling conflicting thoughts.
‘Not long’ she said casually as Frank released her allowing her to stand. ‘I was just playing the guitar.’
‘Looked to me like Frank was playing’ Gerard said nonchalantly looking between the two of them.
‘No I can play’ she assured him and Frank handed her the guitar. She started strumming and then as usual messed up the cords ‘see, but I suck so Frank was helping me.’
‘I didn’t know you could play’ Gerard said his face lighting up and the expression he wore earlier disappearing.
‘Frank taught me years ago’ she said with a dismissive wave of her hand.
‘You sucked then and you suck now’ Frank joked and then grinned as Cheyenne poked her tongue at him.
‘Well you’re better than me’ Gerard said holding his hand out to her, she took it and he pulled her to him snaking his arms around her waist.
‘You look sexy with a guitar.’ Gerard stated letting his lips brush hers ‘I like it.’
Cheyenne blushed and gently pushed him away ‘I’ll dress up as one then’ she joked
‘And I can play you all night long’ he retorted his voice laced with a hint of lust and Cheyenne raised an eyebrow at him knowing what he wanted.
‘Please wait for me to leave the room at least’ Frank stated. Gerard laughed but Cheyenne caught Frank’s eye and she saw the deep hurt in them. He frowned at her before looking away.
‘Come one’ Cheyenne said a little too loudly as she manoeuvred herself out of Gerard’s arms ‘let’s go get Mini, she’s passed her bedtime.’
‘Well we’ve only got a little way to go before we’re finished’ Gerard said ‘would you mind waiting, we’ll be done in an hour, I was just coming up to tell Frank.’
‘Not at all’ Cheyenne said ‘I can think of a new song to learn and Frank can teach me’
‘I would love to teach you a new song Chey’ Frank replied heading out of the room behind Gerard ‘but you’d still only play the first song you ever learnt. You’re no good with choices.’

A/N – Oooh Gerard saw a little intimacy there. I wonder what he thought of it all.Hello my lovlies. Thanks for the reviews of the last chappie, as always they are appreciated. I’m really into writing this now, I want to hurry up and break all your little hearts lol. Stay tuned I will be back. I promise! xoxo
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