Categories > Celebrities > My Chemical Romance
The Lost Parent.
1 ReviewsMy Chemical Romance have a sleepover...
"I can't stop cutting. I can't stop bleeding. My heart is dead. My mind is replaying that moment, when you two were born. No one, not anyone, can cure this pain. Not even you, my two little boys. I want to die take me now in vain. I love you all, please remember my name" I found this letter on my bed, it said it was from my dad. As I read this letter with my younger brother Mikey, he looked at me in a weird way. I remembered my Dad got in the shower an hour ago, and so I went to check on him. I knocked on the door. "Dad? Are you nerly finished in there, I gotta pee!" Usually my Dad would answer back with a funny remark like "I think I left some bottles in the kitchen, use one of them" or else "Go outside and do your business." But this time, there was no answer. Mikey called my Mom and she asked what was going on. "Me and Gerard found this note from Dad on the bed and then Gerard had to go to the bathroom, but Dad's in there and he wont answer back." My Mom knocked on the door, but still no answer. "Honey I'm coming in Okay?" Still no answer. I opened the door to find my Father stone cold dead in the middle of the bathroom floor with a knife and a pool of blood beside him. I stopped. I stared for a while, until the shivers got worse down my spine. I dropped to my knees, the tears pouring down my cheeks. My Mom screamed with horror and ran for the telephone. Mikey was motionless until a waterfall of tears poured and poured down his face. I heard the sirens outside, the lights flashing. And mysterious man approached us and took us to a car. I wanted to be with my Mom, but still this man was showing no sign of letting loose. I eventually squirmed past him and ran for my Mom. But then another man had grabbed my shirt and dragged me into a car. 30 minutes later we were called into this small brightly lit hospital room. "Im so sorry..." As those words whispered from the doctor's lips, we all knew, my dad was gone... A giant tear ran down my face as it felt like there was an apple in my throat, no not an apple, more like a box of nails. "We've done all we could" Was it a knife through my chest? It felt like it.....
One year later, it's his death anniversary. A casual day, we just came back from school. Everything was normal. Until my Mom told me and Mikey "I've signed you two up for a scheme, it's for children who have lost a parent, it's for teenagers from ages 16 to 18 and I thought you two could use a little trip away for a week, you can meet new friends and have fun and," "Mom, I'm 17. I'm not going to a stupid trip away to a place that isn't going to to me any good." I interrupted her breifly. "You're going, and that's final." "You just wanna have sex with your boyfriend, that's why you want us to leave." Mikey said unexpectantly. "How dare you say that, and if it was true, you definitley shouldn't know about it"
We were going in two days time, so I got packed early so I didn't have to worry about it and rush around at the last minute. Mikey walked into my room, "Gerard, do you know where my magazines went?" "What magazines?" "You know.....My MAGAZINES." "Nope, still don't know what you're talking about" I said with a smug smile on my face. "You damn right know what ones." "I swear I don't know what the hell you are talking about." I really did but I was just trying to get him to say it. "Gerard come on now you know, my adult magazines." Mikey's face went bright red. Yeah, Mom cleared your room out, I'd go ask her if you want them back." "Um, I think I'll pass." He rushed back into his room.
It was Friday, the day we were going to the camp. Oh great. NOT. The small white bus pulled up outside our house, and the horn sounded. Never before had I dreaded a horn so much. I grabbed my bag, threw it over my back, and headed for the bus. There were 3 other people on the bus. Mikey got the only spare double seat, but I didn't want to sit beside my little brother. I'd cramp my style. I sat beside a short boy, his name was Frank. "Hey there my name is Frank what is yours?" I hadn't even sat down yet, and he had already spoke to me. "Er, hey there, my name is Gerard." "Is this your first time here? Cause it's mine." "You, it's me and my brother's first time." "Oh, who's your brother?" "It's Mikey, the one behind us." "Interesting..." We approached the camping grounds where we would be staying for the weekend. It was 7pm, so we had to get the tents up before it got dark. "Ok there will be one tent with two people in, and another with three." shouted the supervisor from across the field. "Would you share a tent with me Gerard? Because I dont know anyone but you." Frank asked. "Okay, sure." I replied. Frank put our tent up withing five minutes! I was amazed. the others had only started, and we were already unpacking.
It was 12am that night as everyone was settling down. Me and Frank decided to stay up a little while aferwards to get to know each other. "Had any girlfriends recently?" Frank said. "Not really, why?" "Just wondering, nothing important." That started and killed the conersation. There was a bit of an awkward silence...
"Gerard...." I heard a whisper. "Gerard, wake up" I thought it was a dream. "Gerard" I opened my eyes to find Frank glaring into my eyes. "It's time to get up buddy" He said as a smile came upon his face. I got out of the tent to find Mikey talking to two other people. "Hey Mikey, who's your friends?" I asked. "Well, this is Bob and this is Ray." I looked at them. One with an afro, and the other with a piercing. "Hmm, Ok Mikey I'm just gonna....get breakfast." Ahh, Bacon and Eggs and a nice big cup of coffee. Perfect breakfast. The supervisor came over to us and explained what we were going to be doing that day, and so, the pain began...
"Okay listen up! Today we are going to do a litle bit of team building........."
Eventually the day was over. This camp was like hell. Seriously, it was killing me. "Gerard, have ou ever felt curious?" Frank asked as he was turned around on his side of the tent. "Well, yeah. Isn't it normal?" "I guess. I dont know" We turned at the same towards each other, but it was not meant to be. We looked at each other and smiled. Garing into each others eyes, we knew, nothing could tear us apart. Frank put his hand on my face and started playing with my hair. His hand lowered until he was lifting my shirt. I moved closer to him whilst he pulled off the remainng of my shirt. Our lips touched, and my heart skipped a beat. It was amazing. Never had I felt more alive. As we were topless, we tared moving closer down. He go on top of me and slowly pulled off my pants, leaving only my underwear. He looked up at me and smirked. "You know what I'm going to do, right?" I nodded my head as he ripped my underwear off. I stared at the top of the tent just waiting....waiting for his lips to touch me. He sucked until I was in pain. But this was a nice kind of pain. I glanced down and all I saw was his head moving up and down. Up and down. He finally came up and wiped his mouth. And licked from the bottom of my stomach right up to my lips. Our lips touched for the second time. Frank stopped, stared into my eyes and said "You dont want to see what I'm about to do." I was scared, but I felt safe. I closed my eyes and let him do whatever he pleased. I had been flipped around onto my stomach as I felt his hot hands grip my hips. Thrusted back and forth, a beautiful sensation, could never be beaten. He got faster, and harder. I never imagined it to feel this good. My hands were placed on the floor, him still back there. He layed me down gently and wrapped his hands around my waist and as he kissed me Goodnight. And that day I will never forget......
One year later, it's his death anniversary. A casual day, we just came back from school. Everything was normal. Until my Mom told me and Mikey "I've signed you two up for a scheme, it's for children who have lost a parent, it's for teenagers from ages 16 to 18 and I thought you two could use a little trip away for a week, you can meet new friends and have fun and," "Mom, I'm 17. I'm not going to a stupid trip away to a place that isn't going to to me any good." I interrupted her breifly. "You're going, and that's final." "You just wanna have sex with your boyfriend, that's why you want us to leave." Mikey said unexpectantly. "How dare you say that, and if it was true, you definitley shouldn't know about it"
We were going in two days time, so I got packed early so I didn't have to worry about it and rush around at the last minute. Mikey walked into my room, "Gerard, do you know where my magazines went?" "What magazines?" "You know.....My MAGAZINES." "Nope, still don't know what you're talking about" I said with a smug smile on my face. "You damn right know what ones." "I swear I don't know what the hell you are talking about." I really did but I was just trying to get him to say it. "Gerard come on now you know, my adult magazines." Mikey's face went bright red. Yeah, Mom cleared your room out, I'd go ask her if you want them back." "Um, I think I'll pass." He rushed back into his room.
It was Friday, the day we were going to the camp. Oh great. NOT. The small white bus pulled up outside our house, and the horn sounded. Never before had I dreaded a horn so much. I grabbed my bag, threw it over my back, and headed for the bus. There were 3 other people on the bus. Mikey got the only spare double seat, but I didn't want to sit beside my little brother. I'd cramp my style. I sat beside a short boy, his name was Frank. "Hey there my name is Frank what is yours?" I hadn't even sat down yet, and he had already spoke to me. "Er, hey there, my name is Gerard." "Is this your first time here? Cause it's mine." "You, it's me and my brother's first time." "Oh, who's your brother?" "It's Mikey, the one behind us." "Interesting..." We approached the camping grounds where we would be staying for the weekend. It was 7pm, so we had to get the tents up before it got dark. "Ok there will be one tent with two people in, and another with three." shouted the supervisor from across the field. "Would you share a tent with me Gerard? Because I dont know anyone but you." Frank asked. "Okay, sure." I replied. Frank put our tent up withing five minutes! I was amazed. the others had only started, and we were already unpacking.
It was 12am that night as everyone was settling down. Me and Frank decided to stay up a little while aferwards to get to know each other. "Had any girlfriends recently?" Frank said. "Not really, why?" "Just wondering, nothing important." That started and killed the conersation. There was a bit of an awkward silence...
"Gerard...." I heard a whisper. "Gerard, wake up" I thought it was a dream. "Gerard" I opened my eyes to find Frank glaring into my eyes. "It's time to get up buddy" He said as a smile came upon his face. I got out of the tent to find Mikey talking to two other people. "Hey Mikey, who's your friends?" I asked. "Well, this is Bob and this is Ray." I looked at them. One with an afro, and the other with a piercing. "Hmm, Ok Mikey I'm just gonna....get breakfast." Ahh, Bacon and Eggs and a nice big cup of coffee. Perfect breakfast. The supervisor came over to us and explained what we were going to be doing that day, and so, the pain began...
"Okay listen up! Today we are going to do a litle bit of team building........."
Eventually the day was over. This camp was like hell. Seriously, it was killing me. "Gerard, have ou ever felt curious?" Frank asked as he was turned around on his side of the tent. "Well, yeah. Isn't it normal?" "I guess. I dont know" We turned at the same towards each other, but it was not meant to be. We looked at each other and smiled. Garing into each others eyes, we knew, nothing could tear us apart. Frank put his hand on my face and started playing with my hair. His hand lowered until he was lifting my shirt. I moved closer to him whilst he pulled off the remainng of my shirt. Our lips touched, and my heart skipped a beat. It was amazing. Never had I felt more alive. As we were topless, we tared moving closer down. He go on top of me and slowly pulled off my pants, leaving only my underwear. He looked up at me and smirked. "You know what I'm going to do, right?" I nodded my head as he ripped my underwear off. I stared at the top of the tent just waiting....waiting for his lips to touch me. He sucked until I was in pain. But this was a nice kind of pain. I glanced down and all I saw was his head moving up and down. Up and down. He finally came up and wiped his mouth. And licked from the bottom of my stomach right up to my lips. Our lips touched for the second time. Frank stopped, stared into my eyes and said "You dont want to see what I'm about to do." I was scared, but I felt safe. I closed my eyes and let him do whatever he pleased. I had been flipped around onto my stomach as I felt his hot hands grip my hips. Thrusted back and forth, a beautiful sensation, could never be beaten. He got faster, and harder. I never imagined it to feel this good. My hands were placed on the floor, him still back there. He layed me down gently and wrapped his hands around my waist and as he kissed me Goodnight. And that day I will never forget......
Log in to rate and review this story