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SOS

by MyFamousLastWords 2 reviews

Fuck it, was my last thought before walking into the cluster of trees.

Category: My Chemical Romance - Rating: PG-13 - Genres: Drama - Characters: Gerard Way,Ray Toro - Published: 2009-12-07 - Updated: 2009-12-07 - 523 words

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Ray’s P.O.V
“I can't get a girl, cause I ain't got a car, I can't get a car cause I ain't got a job, I can't get a job cause I ain't got a car. So I'm looking for a girl with a job and a car. Don't you know where you are
Lost in America
I got a mom but I ain't got a dad. My dad's got a wife but she ain't my mom. Mom's looking for a man to be my dad. But I want my mom and dad to be my real mom and dad, is that so bad?
Oh, I think I've been had
Lost in America
Well, I live at the 7-11. Well, I'm tryin' to play this guitar. Well, I'm learning "Stairway to Heaven" Cause Heaven's where you are.” I sang, tapping my fingers on the cupboard inbetween the two cabin beds.
“I say, you’ve got a good voice but please stop singing” Syed stopped writing in his little notebook he was once writing from before.

I stare at Syed, at random he would look like someone who would actually like Alice Cooper with his short dreadlocks, hard face and baggy pants. And no, I’m not being sarcastic. He looks very different from most people here. Everyone else just looked like a normal person, Syed however, looked like he got fucked by a homeless person.

“What’re you writing in that thing anyway?” I ask, taking out my earphones.
“Nothing of your interest” Syed snapped.
“Jesus Christ, calm your knickers” I laugh at him.
He closes the notebook and puts it under his mattress.
“Raymond, what would you do if I told you a secret, so dark, so deep that it could possibly get me killed?” Syed asked me, with a sinister tone to his voice.
“I would…run?” I pull my eyebrows together.
“I, Syed Mryyian, am not, Syed Mryyian…I am…Edward Cullen!” Syed jumps onto my bed, lands on top of me and starts sucking on my neck. This actually feels really good…

Gerard’s P.O.V
“They were right! Right! They were!” Waqaar hunched over, looking up at me. “Help the guy who looks needy, eh.”
“Dude, what are you on?” I squint my eyes.
“Oh no! The cameras are after me again! The radio is talking about me…they can see me” Waqaar whispers, before running off towards the cabins again.

Did I miss something? Am I high, again? Fuck. I sit cross-legged on the grass. Man, I think I just need to wake up from some fucked up nightmare. Damn, I can’t stand this Ramadan, I can’t stand doing the same routine over and over.

Fuck it, was my last thought before walking into the cluster of trees.


Sorry this is shorter than usual (which is pretty short) but I really wanted to update and stuff is messed up. What's up with Waqaar? Why did Ray's cabin friend just attack him? What the hell? Keep reading and review!
I don't own Alice Cooper nor his songs. I own nothing of the sort.
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