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Pencey Prep?
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can I just apologise for not updating sooner? Well…I’m very sorry. I’ve been just trying to make sense of it all and such >.< I don’t plan that far ahead and it kinda caught up with me >.< fail. Anyway, to those of you who haven’t given up on this story (probably out of pity xD) I thank you. Read on xoxo
Gerards POV:
I opened the car door and slid in the passenger seat, not saying a single word. The only thing on my mind was Frankie. His face etched into my life for eternity. I hadn't even noticed the car had started to move but then again, there wasn't exactly any conversation making an appearance anyway. Bob had got in next to me, taking the wheel whilst Ray and Mikey had shuffled into the back of the car. Previously, we had all agreed to let Bob drive as his mind was set to focus in one thing at a time in pure detail. For that, we were grateful to Bob. His calmness kept us all sane. Frankie crept into my thoughts once again, his smile brightening the dark carven inside me. I wanted to see that smile again, just one more time. I couldn't wait till i could. The moment my angel came out of surgery i would pick him up in my arms and enjoy his embrace. I smiled and directed my eyes to the road infront of the car. It was raining still and the small droplets trickled down the windscreen leaving small trails of water behind. The road was wet and the fading sun was illuminating our path. i sighed quietly and rested my head against the glass of the window, my cheek tingling at the cold sensation. For some reason the cold was ever so comforting...It was odd.
"We're nearly here guys." Bob said dully. I sat up and looked through the windscreen and saw familiar looking houses. Me and Mikey used to pass these houses when we were kids to get to the middle school. These houses were about a five minute drive to Frankie’s house. 'Five minutes' i sighed inside my mind. Five minutes until we arrived at Frankie’s house, the place his mother was murdered, the place where Frankie's blood was stained into it. The place where the abuse that physically, emotionally and sexually killed Frank inside. I had to be brave. Not just for me, but for the guys...and Frank. Even though he wasn't here, i could feel like he was with me. Like a ghost...almost like he was already dead. I pushed that thought to the back of my mind and sighed. I watched more houses go by and leant against the window once again and closed my eyes.
The car came to a stop and Bob cut off the ignition. I sat up and fiddled with my seatbelt, trying to release myself from the cars hold. I was desperate to get out.
"Looks like we're here guys..." Ray sighed and opened the car door on his side. I heard a click as my seatbelt became free and i smiled. i pushed open the car door and the moment i set foot outside of the car i was greeted by a rush of cold air and tiny droplets of rain dripping onto my face. I sighed and closed the door behind me with a small slam. Mikey turned to me and sighed.
"You okay dude?" he asked. I put on a weak smile and nodded. Mikey returned the gesture and leant against the car door on his side. Bob got out of the car and headed towards the house. The police cars were gone and the house was deserted apart from one van and two people in suits hanging around outside. I followed Bob and approached the door of frankies house. one of the people in suits, a woman, turned to me and gave me a puzzled look.
"And You Are?" she asked as the man in a suit next to her turned to face us. i cleared my throat.
"I'm Gerard Way ma'am. These are my friends. We are all good friends of Franks." I spoke trying to make my voice sound as professional as possible. The woman sighed and looked at the clipboard she was carrying.
"Oh, I see. Why are you here?" she asked. the man wasn't looking at us anymore. i think he'd decided his shoes were more interesting.
"We're here to grab some things Frank will need when he comes out of hospital. Is that okay?" i asked.
"...Okay.......But don't touch anything downstairs. You are only permitted upstairs, Okay?" she spoke, her voice questioning us. I smiled graciously and nodded.
"Of course Ma'am." I said and walked into Franks house with Ray, Bob and Mikey behind me. I ignored everything and went straight up the stairs. I heard Mikey gasp as we asended upstairs. I sighed and stood at the top of the stairs, watching Ray, Bob And Mikey climb up. The moment they made it up i headed straight towards Franks room. The hallway was dark and no care had been taken in the decorating of the walls. I sighed and stood infront of Franks door. It was beaten and almost falling apart. I shivered and reached for the door handle.
"Are you sure you can do this Gee?" Ray asked.
"Yeah, Sure...It'll Be A Breeze!" i grinned, swallowing up my uncertainty and pushing it to the darkest realms of my mind.
"O-kay....." Ray sighed and then shut up about the matter. For that, i thanked him. I put my hand on the handle and felt the cold metal connect with the palm of my hand. I shivered slighty. I pushed the handle down and the door clicked open. I was ready to go in.
I pushed the door and it swung open as if it didn't have hinges. It revealed a small room with unsuitable living conditions for anyone. The bed was small and rusty and definately looked painful to lie on. There was a dresser and a mirror opposite the bed and a small television tucked into the corner. I stepped in and went over to the dresser. There was a various assortment of make up lying on the dresser. I smiled.
"so thats how he looks so hot." Mikey grinned as he saw the make up.
"Yea--Wait...did you just say Frank looks hot?!" i laughed and Mikeys face went bright red.
"NO!!! i didn't mean that!!!!!" he stuttered. For the first time in hours i was smiling uncontrollably.
"S'okay bro, we all say things." i smirked and winked at him, causing him to go a deeper shade of red. Ray picked up a large holdall and put it on the bed.
"Hey Guys! This already has most of Franks stuff in! Just grab the rest of it and we're done!" Ray grinned, gesturing towards the holdall.
"okay, lets...er...grab this make up." Mikey stuttered again and swooped up the make up in his arms and plonked it into the large bag thing. I smiled and looked at the TV. There were some discs laying on top of it. I was intrigued so i picked them up.
"Whats that Gee?" Bob asked as i looked at the writing on them.
"'Pencey Prep: Yesterday ' This one says." I said holding the Disc in my left hand. It was a DVD.
"Lets play it on the TV!" Mikey grinned. i agreed and put the other DVD's on the dresser. I slipped the DVD into the DVD player that was hooked up to the TV and pressed play.
there is a stage and a band preparing to preform. there is a crowd roaring in a frenzy
Voice: This is the Live ONSTAGE Video for YESTERDAY by PENCEY PREP. Ready guys? Well Then...Come On Stage!
the band face the stage and Frank can be seen strumming his guitar and approaching the mic
Frank: Hey...THIS IS A SONG ABOUT RUNNING AWAY FROM IT ALL!!!! YA READY!!!!
the crowd roars and frank grinned widely. he strums his guitar wildly and laughs
Frank: Well Then...LETS GET STARTED!!!!!!!!!
the band begin the play, frank starts bobbing up and down wildly with a smirk on his lips. he approaches the mic and grins
Frank: singing
I think of running away
I can't keep running away
Can't keep feeling the same
I can't keep taking the blame
I wanna run with you
I don't care what we do,
Gotta get out of this place,
Because it feels like yesterday.
Day, day, day. Oh oh oh.
Day, day, day.
Day, day, day. Oh oh oh.
There we go
Can't be wrong
’Cause it feels like yesterday
I can't be wrong
I'm re-living yesterday
I can't be wrong
Cause it feels like yesterday
I can't be wrong
I'm re-living yester--
frank jumps into the crowd and surfs it whilst playing his guitar
I think of running away,
I can't keep running away
Can't keep feeling the same
I can't keep taking the blame
I wanna run with you
I don't care what we do,
Gotta get out of this place,
Because it feels like yesterday.
Day, day, day. Oh oh oh.
Day, day, day.
Day, day, day. Oh oh oh.
There we go, can't be wrong
’Cause it feels like yesterday
I can't be wrong, I'm re-living yesterday
I can't be wrong
Cause it feels like yesterday
I can't be wrong
I'm re-living yester--
I think of running away, I can't keep running away
Can't keep feeling the same, I can't keep taking the blame
I wanna run with you, I don't care what we do,
Gotta get out of this place, because it feels like yesterday.
Day, day, day. Oh oh oh.
Day, day, day.
Day, day, day. Oh oh oh.
frank is pulled out of the crowd and returns to the stage. he runs around frantically with as much energy as an atom. he is truly wild.
There we go, can't be wrong
’Cause it feels like yesterday, I can't be wrong
I'm re-living yesterday, I can't be wrong
Cause it feels like yesterday
I can't be wrong
I'm re-living yesterday.
frank stops strumming and smiles. the crowd erupt in a frenzy
Frank: THANK YOU ALL!!!! YOU'VE BEEN BRILLIANT!!!!!!!
the screen goes blank
My eyes remained fixated on the screen. My ears still hearing Frank voice, his perfect singing and his childish laugh. I'd fallen inlove with Frankie all over again. i smiled.
"He's brilliant!" Ray Cooed. I turned to face him and smiled.
"You're So Right Ray....So Right!" I grinned and looked at bob who had packed everything Frank could possibly need whilst me, Ray and Mikes were watching the screen.
"i've packe everything he'll nee-----" Bob began to say before my message tone of 'You've Got Mail' went off. I pulled my phone out of the pocket and opened the text.
He's Out Of Surgery... Come ASAP.
It was from the recptionist at the hospital. Mikey looked at me with worried eyes.
"what is it Gee?"
I Looked at him with cold eyes.
"He's Out."
i'm sorry it took so long! i'm just a lazy bum >.< i spent every day typing more and well...here it is. sorry that it's not as good as ....wait...mine are never good LOL. well...if you like please R&R. if you didn't, don't blame ya ;) xoxo
Gerards POV:
I opened the car door and slid in the passenger seat, not saying a single word. The only thing on my mind was Frankie. His face etched into my life for eternity. I hadn't even noticed the car had started to move but then again, there wasn't exactly any conversation making an appearance anyway. Bob had got in next to me, taking the wheel whilst Ray and Mikey had shuffled into the back of the car. Previously, we had all agreed to let Bob drive as his mind was set to focus in one thing at a time in pure detail. For that, we were grateful to Bob. His calmness kept us all sane. Frankie crept into my thoughts once again, his smile brightening the dark carven inside me. I wanted to see that smile again, just one more time. I couldn't wait till i could. The moment my angel came out of surgery i would pick him up in my arms and enjoy his embrace. I smiled and directed my eyes to the road infront of the car. It was raining still and the small droplets trickled down the windscreen leaving small trails of water behind. The road was wet and the fading sun was illuminating our path. i sighed quietly and rested my head against the glass of the window, my cheek tingling at the cold sensation. For some reason the cold was ever so comforting...It was odd.
"We're nearly here guys." Bob said dully. I sat up and looked through the windscreen and saw familiar looking houses. Me and Mikey used to pass these houses when we were kids to get to the middle school. These houses were about a five minute drive to Frankie’s house. 'Five minutes' i sighed inside my mind. Five minutes until we arrived at Frankie’s house, the place his mother was murdered, the place where Frankie's blood was stained into it. The place where the abuse that physically, emotionally and sexually killed Frank inside. I had to be brave. Not just for me, but for the guys...and Frank. Even though he wasn't here, i could feel like he was with me. Like a ghost...almost like he was already dead. I pushed that thought to the back of my mind and sighed. I watched more houses go by and leant against the window once again and closed my eyes.
The car came to a stop and Bob cut off the ignition. I sat up and fiddled with my seatbelt, trying to release myself from the cars hold. I was desperate to get out.
"Looks like we're here guys..." Ray sighed and opened the car door on his side. I heard a click as my seatbelt became free and i smiled. i pushed open the car door and the moment i set foot outside of the car i was greeted by a rush of cold air and tiny droplets of rain dripping onto my face. I sighed and closed the door behind me with a small slam. Mikey turned to me and sighed.
"You okay dude?" he asked. I put on a weak smile and nodded. Mikey returned the gesture and leant against the car door on his side. Bob got out of the car and headed towards the house. The police cars were gone and the house was deserted apart from one van and two people in suits hanging around outside. I followed Bob and approached the door of frankies house. one of the people in suits, a woman, turned to me and gave me a puzzled look.
"And You Are?" she asked as the man in a suit next to her turned to face us. i cleared my throat.
"I'm Gerard Way ma'am. These are my friends. We are all good friends of Franks." I spoke trying to make my voice sound as professional as possible. The woman sighed and looked at the clipboard she was carrying.
"Oh, I see. Why are you here?" she asked. the man wasn't looking at us anymore. i think he'd decided his shoes were more interesting.
"We're here to grab some things Frank will need when he comes out of hospital. Is that okay?" i asked.
"...Okay.......But don't touch anything downstairs. You are only permitted upstairs, Okay?" she spoke, her voice questioning us. I smiled graciously and nodded.
"Of course Ma'am." I said and walked into Franks house with Ray, Bob and Mikey behind me. I ignored everything and went straight up the stairs. I heard Mikey gasp as we asended upstairs. I sighed and stood at the top of the stairs, watching Ray, Bob And Mikey climb up. The moment they made it up i headed straight towards Franks room. The hallway was dark and no care had been taken in the decorating of the walls. I sighed and stood infront of Franks door. It was beaten and almost falling apart. I shivered and reached for the door handle.
"Are you sure you can do this Gee?" Ray asked.
"Yeah, Sure...It'll Be A Breeze!" i grinned, swallowing up my uncertainty and pushing it to the darkest realms of my mind.
"O-kay....." Ray sighed and then shut up about the matter. For that, i thanked him. I put my hand on the handle and felt the cold metal connect with the palm of my hand. I shivered slighty. I pushed the handle down and the door clicked open. I was ready to go in.
I pushed the door and it swung open as if it didn't have hinges. It revealed a small room with unsuitable living conditions for anyone. The bed was small and rusty and definately looked painful to lie on. There was a dresser and a mirror opposite the bed and a small television tucked into the corner. I stepped in and went over to the dresser. There was a various assortment of make up lying on the dresser. I smiled.
"so thats how he looks so hot." Mikey grinned as he saw the make up.
"Yea--Wait...did you just say Frank looks hot?!" i laughed and Mikeys face went bright red.
"NO!!! i didn't mean that!!!!!" he stuttered. For the first time in hours i was smiling uncontrollably.
"S'okay bro, we all say things." i smirked and winked at him, causing him to go a deeper shade of red. Ray picked up a large holdall and put it on the bed.
"Hey Guys! This already has most of Franks stuff in! Just grab the rest of it and we're done!" Ray grinned, gesturing towards the holdall.
"okay, lets...er...grab this make up." Mikey stuttered again and swooped up the make up in his arms and plonked it into the large bag thing. I smiled and looked at the TV. There were some discs laying on top of it. I was intrigued so i picked them up.
"Whats that Gee?" Bob asked as i looked at the writing on them.
"'Pencey Prep: Yesterday ' This one says." I said holding the Disc in my left hand. It was a DVD.
"Lets play it on the TV!" Mikey grinned. i agreed and put the other DVD's on the dresser. I slipped the DVD into the DVD player that was hooked up to the TV and pressed play.
there is a stage and a band preparing to preform. there is a crowd roaring in a frenzy
Voice: This is the Live ONSTAGE Video for YESTERDAY by PENCEY PREP. Ready guys? Well Then...Come On Stage!
the band face the stage and Frank can be seen strumming his guitar and approaching the mic
Frank: Hey...THIS IS A SONG ABOUT RUNNING AWAY FROM IT ALL!!!! YA READY!!!!
the crowd roars and frank grinned widely. he strums his guitar wildly and laughs
Frank: Well Then...LETS GET STARTED!!!!!!!!!
the band begin the play, frank starts bobbing up and down wildly with a smirk on his lips. he approaches the mic and grins
Frank: singing
I think of running away
I can't keep running away
Can't keep feeling the same
I can't keep taking the blame
I wanna run with you
I don't care what we do,
Gotta get out of this place,
Because it feels like yesterday.
Day, day, day. Oh oh oh.
Day, day, day.
Day, day, day. Oh oh oh.
There we go
Can't be wrong
’Cause it feels like yesterday
I can't be wrong
I'm re-living yesterday
I can't be wrong
Cause it feels like yesterday
I can't be wrong
I'm re-living yester--
frank jumps into the crowd and surfs it whilst playing his guitar
I think of running away,
I can't keep running away
Can't keep feeling the same
I can't keep taking the blame
I wanna run with you
I don't care what we do,
Gotta get out of this place,
Because it feels like yesterday.
Day, day, day. Oh oh oh.
Day, day, day.
Day, day, day. Oh oh oh.
There we go, can't be wrong
’Cause it feels like yesterday
I can't be wrong, I'm re-living yesterday
I can't be wrong
Cause it feels like yesterday
I can't be wrong
I'm re-living yester--
I think of running away, I can't keep running away
Can't keep feeling the same, I can't keep taking the blame
I wanna run with you, I don't care what we do,
Gotta get out of this place, because it feels like yesterday.
Day, day, day. Oh oh oh.
Day, day, day.
Day, day, day. Oh oh oh.
frank is pulled out of the crowd and returns to the stage. he runs around frantically with as much energy as an atom. he is truly wild.
There we go, can't be wrong
’Cause it feels like yesterday, I can't be wrong
I'm re-living yesterday, I can't be wrong
Cause it feels like yesterday
I can't be wrong
I'm re-living yesterday.
frank stops strumming and smiles. the crowd erupt in a frenzy
Frank: THANK YOU ALL!!!! YOU'VE BEEN BRILLIANT!!!!!!!
the screen goes blank
My eyes remained fixated on the screen. My ears still hearing Frank voice, his perfect singing and his childish laugh. I'd fallen inlove with Frankie all over again. i smiled.
"He's brilliant!" Ray Cooed. I turned to face him and smiled.
"You're So Right Ray....So Right!" I grinned and looked at bob who had packed everything Frank could possibly need whilst me, Ray and Mikes were watching the screen.
"i've packe everything he'll nee-----" Bob began to say before my message tone of 'You've Got Mail' went off. I pulled my phone out of the pocket and opened the text.
He's Out Of Surgery... Come ASAP.
It was from the recptionist at the hospital. Mikey looked at me with worried eyes.
"what is it Gee?"
I Looked at him with cold eyes.
"He's Out."
i'm sorry it took so long! i'm just a lazy bum >.< i spent every day typing more and well...here it is. sorry that it's not as good as ....wait...mine are never good LOL. well...if you like please R&R. if you didn't, don't blame ya ;) xoxo
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