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can you take this broken girl and put the pieces back as 1 ?
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Bob’s p.o.v
“Hey so who’s house we staying at next?” asked Gerard as we all packed our stuff up; we’d been staying at his for a week now, his mum is a freaking saint. She cooks, cleans and doesn’t mind having us around, I mean it must be pretty annoying having 5 20 something men around the house but she honestly doesn’t seem to mind it, I guess she just enjoys the company after her husband left her with her two sons Gerard and Mikey and they travel the world with the band anyway. I’m in the band too, its called my chemical romance and we all love travelling the country but we decided we’d take some time off for a bit. We go back on the road to promote our newest album in a week but we didn’t want to stay at Donna’s the whole time so we thought we could go to a hotel or something “hey bob, you got any family you want to visit while we’re here?” asked frank tapping me on the arm, I was dreading this question I did have family but I left all of that behind when I walked out, I walked out when I was 15 and haven’t looked back once. I’m 23 now and I don’t know if I could just walk back into my mum and sisters life and I never want to see him again, he was the main reason I left when I was 10 and my little sister was 5 our dad died, it was hard on my mum but she got married again to a horrible scum bag called Rodger, me and my sister Chey both hated him and he was often violent towards me but my mum could never bring herself to leave him. I don’t know how much things have changed, I really miss Chey I felt terrible for leaving her but needed out! I hope she’s ok. Oh yeah frank asked me a question “umm yeah I could go see my mum and sister, they don’t live to far from here, about an hours drive” I replied feeling stupid for hesitating so long
“Oh cool man you never told me you had a sister” said ray suddenly interested in the conversation
“Uh yeah she’s called chey and she’s um 18 now I guess” I said more to myself than anyone else
“Awesome. Road trip!” shouted Mikey waving his arms dramatically
“Someone had too much coffee” mumbled ray.
We all piled into the car and began driving to my old house, god its ages since I’ve been anywhere near it I hope I don’t get lost on the way. The car journey was mostly quiet except for the music blasting through the car we pulled up outside the house that had miraculously not changed a bit. I took a big deep breath and turned off the car engine “okay guys, you wait here and I’m gonna go see who’s inside” said turning to face them all they all let out grunts and nods of agreements and I walked up the big steps and knocked on the door, I waited and nobody answered I was just about to leave when I heard a loud bang and a woman scream, I tried the door and found it open I looked in to see chey being held by her hair by Rodger and she was crying and had blood on her face and arms, there was smashed glass everywhere. “get the fuck away from her !” I shouted surprised that my voice hadn’t cracked
“oh yeah what are you going to do?” he jeered
I was froze to the spot I had no idea what to do
“I thought so” he laughed and smashed her head into the banister
That was it; the last straw I don’t know what happened but the next thing I knew I was kneeling over Rodger punching him over and over the only thing going through my mind was left right left right I had blood all over my hands and he was unconscious I was brought back by the whisper next to me “b-bob?”I looked over to chey, she looked terrible her face was bleeding and she was covered in bruises I picked her up and saw she had blood soaking through her top, oh my god she had a gash right up her side, I carried her unconscious body out to the car to see the horrified faces of frank, Gerard, ray and Mikey “ what the fuck did you do to her man ?” gasped Gerard as I put he in the back with them “I didn’t – she wasn’t – it was-“ I couldn’t even speak I was terrified “shut up, we need to get her to the hospital!” I put her in the passenger seat and frank sat in the back wit the other guys. We pulled up outside the hospital and I ran in with her in my arms
Franks p.o.v
He’s taking forever in there!, what the hell is he doing?!, after what seemed like an hour he finally came out covered in- oh my god that’s blood!, and he’s carrying a girl, oh what has he done? he has blood all over his knuckles and she’s obviously been punched, but bob wouldn’t do that, would he?
We just got to the hospital and she still hasn’t woken up bobs terrified, but hasn’t really told us what happened, I guess we’ll have to ask “man, what happened to her, what did you do?” I asked him quietly
“Me?!, it wasn’t me, it was,,, it was” he let out a big sigh “it was our step dad okay”
“Well if it was him then why do you have blood on your hands?”
“Umm well, I kinda lost it and hit him, I mean I’m not going to let him just get away with it am I!?” I guess it added up, and I want to kill that motherfucker myself for doing that to her!
A nurse rushed into the waiting room we were in “Mr.Bryar? Asked the woman reading from a clipboard. Bob stood up “over here” he smiled
“oh well, its okay to see her but she’s still asleep” she said politely and hurried off. We all piled in and bob sat on the chair right next to the bed stroking her hair and I swear I saw a tear, I don’t know what happened bob has never shown emotion in fact if it wasn’t for this moment I might think he was a robot.
3rd person
“Where is he- where am I- what's happening?!” shouted chey throwing her arms around frantically. Bob pulled her into a hug and spoke into her hair “its ok baby, he’s gone, he won’t hurt you again I won’t let him I promise!” he cried. The rest of the men sat there in silence not sure what to say in the awkward situation “bob!, I missed you so much, you look really different” she smiled
“I missed you too, I’m so sorry I left I didn’t know that things would turn out that way, he never hurt you before” he stuttered
“it’s okay, I’m glad you got out, there was no point him getting us both” she said with a weak smile she was speaking as if it was a prison.
“Yeah well you get some sleep okay?, we’ll be here when you wake up”
“Promise?” she yawned already falling asleep. Bob just nodded as she closed her eyes and fell into a dreamless sleep.
Bobs p.o.v
I let my head fall into my hands, how could I have let this happen, I should have known it would happen, I can’t believe I was selfish enough to leave her, I can’t let it happen again, who knows how it would end, but what can do ? We’re going on tour. I got up and dug in my pocket for my cell phone and called Brian.
“Hey bob, you okay?”
“Yeah, um is it possible to bring one more person on the bus with us for touring?” I asked dreading the answer
“actually man, you are so lucky, one of the crew dropped out yesterday so there should be a spare bunk on your bus, why who do you wanna take ?, got a girlfriend?” he said the last part with a laugh
“No its my sister, she’s going through a rough time at the moment and I really want to be with her, thanks man, that’s great!” I said and hung up before he could say anything else.
2 days later , Chey’s p.o.v
“Good news, the doctors said you can come out today!” offered bob knowing I was in a shitty mood from being in the hospital so long, but I appreciated that he had stayed with me, the other guys too, although Gerard nearly fainted when I got my injection.
“Yeah great, back to my very own personal hell!” I sarcastically smiled
“No, you’re not going back there!” he said firmly
“I don’t have anywhere else to go and your going on tour” I mumbled
“Correction; we’re going on tour” he grinned
“Oh my gosh, bob are you serious?!”
He simply nodded, “thank you, thank you, thank you, thankyouuuuu” I rambled like a hyper 5 year old giving him a big hug just as the others walked in
“in a better mood then I guess ?” smiled Mikey not even needing an answer.
I looked over all of their smiling faces, I guess they’re excited to begetting back on the road, but then my face fell on frank, he looked terrible, his eyes were bloodshot and he looked like he’s been crying.
“Well come on, we’re going shopping, you need clothes for on tour” smiled bob
“Ahhh so there are benefits of having a rich rock star brother then?” I laughed jumping out of bed in the outfit he had brought me yesterday
We walked around the mall going in almost every shop. The guys were in ‘disguises’, they looked ridiculous if you asked me, they had hoodies on and big sunglasses. We came into hop topic, and bob told me to choose some things, I felt bad and chose three tops. Everyone else chose my clothes for me in the end, basically they found anything that was a size 8 and threw it at me while I was I the changing room.
“You have to try these on” cooed Gerard shoving another pile of tee-shirts into the cubicle
“And these would look good on you!” said bob handing me some jeans. Almost three hours and $400 later we were back at the hotel they were staying at, we walked up to the front doors and were greeted by lots of paparazzi, bob instinctively covered me up with his jacket, hiding my face and leading me inside. The people with cameras were shouting questions
“Bob who are you with?” asked 1 man
“Is she a fan?” asked another
“Your girlfriend?” asked another.
I couldn’t take it I suddenly felt really claustrophobic in the mass of people pushing and shoving, blocking our way and I was relieved when we got into the lobby. Bob went up to the desk.
“I seem to have lost my room key, could we please have a spare?” he asked very politely.
“Yeah sure. What name is it?” she smiled
“ I think its down as my chemical romance?”
“oh yes ofcource Mr. Bryar, I didn’t recognise you for a second there” she laughed handing him the card.
We all packed into an elevator, and I was squished right in-between Frank and Gerard. We got out on the 10th floor and went to number 127. “this is my room, you will be staying to doors down with frank, there’s 2 beds in each room but we had a odd number so frank has a spare bed. Here’s the key I just got out.Just come and get me if you need me, or if I’m not here Mikey and Gerard are next door.” Said bob. I just nodded and headed off down to my room with frank because I had to unpack my stuff. We got in and frank threw himself down on the bed with his head buried in the pillow, he still seemed really upset and hadn’t talked much. “bob packed the cabinet with girly shit for you : face- wash, make-up, toothbrush, toothpaste etc. you can have all the drawers on the left of the room, I’m going to sleep” he yawned but it was muffled by the pillows he still had his face buried in “ok goodnight frank” I said shyly as I picked up my bags and tried to pack my stuff away as quietly as I could.
Franks p.o.v
I told chey that I was going to sleep, I felt bad for being shitty to her, she’d done nothing wrong and I realised she was going through a bad time too but I really wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone right now so I just lay there pretending to sleep, it was nice how she was tip-toeing around so not to ‘wake’ me. I heard her go into the bathroom and the shower turn on and a bit later soft singing, she was really good. The shower turned off and I could hear her moving around until the door opened and she came out in a small hotel towel that only just covered the top of her legs, I peeked a little bit and felt terrible when I saw her beautiful porcelain skin littered with horrible dark bruises on her legs and arms, she took some clothes from her drawers and went back to the bathroom to get changed, and went to bed. I decided I would try and sleep but the same thing was on my mind, that stupid bitch, how could she do that to me after I had given her everything. I loved her! I let myself sob quietly into my pillow.
“Frank?”
Chey’s p.o.v
I was lying there bored and thinking about the past week when I’m pretty sure I heard,,, crying? I listened harder and yes frank was definitely sobbing. “Frank?” I whispered he stopped suddenly and everything went quiet “frank are you okay?”
“No” he whispered back. I got up and sat on his bed next to him
“What’s the matter?” I whispered putting my arm on his shoulder
“She left me” he choked out
“What?!”
“Jamia, she left me! She said she didn’t love me anymore and she couldn’t handle me being on the road so she left” he cried falling back into heap of sobs.
“Oh frank, I’m so sorry! If she can do that to you then he obviously wasn’t good enough for you in the first place, you should move on from her if she’s so heartless. There are loads of girls that would love a chance with you” I reassured him.
He smiled a weak watery smile “thanks chey, I get why bob gets on with you so well now, you just know what to say to make people feel better”
“its no problem frank, I’ll talk to you any time you need to”
I said hugging him. He scooted over a bit and lifted the covers up silently asking me to get in with those famous Frankie puppy dog eyes. I nodded and got in with him, he put my backup against his chest and his arms around my waist as I fell asleep, feeling more safe then I have done in a long time.
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“Hey so who’s house we staying at next?” asked Gerard as we all packed our stuff up; we’d been staying at his for a week now, his mum is a freaking saint. She cooks, cleans and doesn’t mind having us around, I mean it must be pretty annoying having 5 20 something men around the house but she honestly doesn’t seem to mind it, I guess she just enjoys the company after her husband left her with her two sons Gerard and Mikey and they travel the world with the band anyway. I’m in the band too, its called my chemical romance and we all love travelling the country but we decided we’d take some time off for a bit. We go back on the road to promote our newest album in a week but we didn’t want to stay at Donna’s the whole time so we thought we could go to a hotel or something “hey bob, you got any family you want to visit while we’re here?” asked frank tapping me on the arm, I was dreading this question I did have family but I left all of that behind when I walked out, I walked out when I was 15 and haven’t looked back once. I’m 23 now and I don’t know if I could just walk back into my mum and sisters life and I never want to see him again, he was the main reason I left when I was 10 and my little sister was 5 our dad died, it was hard on my mum but she got married again to a horrible scum bag called Rodger, me and my sister Chey both hated him and he was often violent towards me but my mum could never bring herself to leave him. I don’t know how much things have changed, I really miss Chey I felt terrible for leaving her but needed out! I hope she’s ok. Oh yeah frank asked me a question “umm yeah I could go see my mum and sister, they don’t live to far from here, about an hours drive” I replied feeling stupid for hesitating so long
“Oh cool man you never told me you had a sister” said ray suddenly interested in the conversation
“Uh yeah she’s called chey and she’s um 18 now I guess” I said more to myself than anyone else
“Awesome. Road trip!” shouted Mikey waving his arms dramatically
“Someone had too much coffee” mumbled ray.
We all piled into the car and began driving to my old house, god its ages since I’ve been anywhere near it I hope I don’t get lost on the way. The car journey was mostly quiet except for the music blasting through the car we pulled up outside the house that had miraculously not changed a bit. I took a big deep breath and turned off the car engine “okay guys, you wait here and I’m gonna go see who’s inside” said turning to face them all they all let out grunts and nods of agreements and I walked up the big steps and knocked on the door, I waited and nobody answered I was just about to leave when I heard a loud bang and a woman scream, I tried the door and found it open I looked in to see chey being held by her hair by Rodger and she was crying and had blood on her face and arms, there was smashed glass everywhere. “get the fuck away from her !” I shouted surprised that my voice hadn’t cracked
“oh yeah what are you going to do?” he jeered
I was froze to the spot I had no idea what to do
“I thought so” he laughed and smashed her head into the banister
That was it; the last straw I don’t know what happened but the next thing I knew I was kneeling over Rodger punching him over and over the only thing going through my mind was left right left right I had blood all over my hands and he was unconscious I was brought back by the whisper next to me “b-bob?”I looked over to chey, she looked terrible her face was bleeding and she was covered in bruises I picked her up and saw she had blood soaking through her top, oh my god she had a gash right up her side, I carried her unconscious body out to the car to see the horrified faces of frank, Gerard, ray and Mikey “ what the fuck did you do to her man ?” gasped Gerard as I put he in the back with them “I didn’t – she wasn’t – it was-“ I couldn’t even speak I was terrified “shut up, we need to get her to the hospital!” I put her in the passenger seat and frank sat in the back wit the other guys. We pulled up outside the hospital and I ran in with her in my arms
Franks p.o.v
He’s taking forever in there!, what the hell is he doing?!, after what seemed like an hour he finally came out covered in- oh my god that’s blood!, and he’s carrying a girl, oh what has he done? he has blood all over his knuckles and she’s obviously been punched, but bob wouldn’t do that, would he?
We just got to the hospital and she still hasn’t woken up bobs terrified, but hasn’t really told us what happened, I guess we’ll have to ask “man, what happened to her, what did you do?” I asked him quietly
“Me?!, it wasn’t me, it was,,, it was” he let out a big sigh “it was our step dad okay”
“Well if it was him then why do you have blood on your hands?”
“Umm well, I kinda lost it and hit him, I mean I’m not going to let him just get away with it am I!?” I guess it added up, and I want to kill that motherfucker myself for doing that to her!
A nurse rushed into the waiting room we were in “Mr.Bryar? Asked the woman reading from a clipboard. Bob stood up “over here” he smiled
“oh well, its okay to see her but she’s still asleep” she said politely and hurried off. We all piled in and bob sat on the chair right next to the bed stroking her hair and I swear I saw a tear, I don’t know what happened bob has never shown emotion in fact if it wasn’t for this moment I might think he was a robot.
3rd person
“Where is he- where am I- what's happening?!” shouted chey throwing her arms around frantically. Bob pulled her into a hug and spoke into her hair “its ok baby, he’s gone, he won’t hurt you again I won’t let him I promise!” he cried. The rest of the men sat there in silence not sure what to say in the awkward situation “bob!, I missed you so much, you look really different” she smiled
“I missed you too, I’m so sorry I left I didn’t know that things would turn out that way, he never hurt you before” he stuttered
“it’s okay, I’m glad you got out, there was no point him getting us both” she said with a weak smile she was speaking as if it was a prison.
“Yeah well you get some sleep okay?, we’ll be here when you wake up”
“Promise?” she yawned already falling asleep. Bob just nodded as she closed her eyes and fell into a dreamless sleep.
Bobs p.o.v
I let my head fall into my hands, how could I have let this happen, I should have known it would happen, I can’t believe I was selfish enough to leave her, I can’t let it happen again, who knows how it would end, but what can do ? We’re going on tour. I got up and dug in my pocket for my cell phone and called Brian.
“Hey bob, you okay?”
“Yeah, um is it possible to bring one more person on the bus with us for touring?” I asked dreading the answer
“actually man, you are so lucky, one of the crew dropped out yesterday so there should be a spare bunk on your bus, why who do you wanna take ?, got a girlfriend?” he said the last part with a laugh
“No its my sister, she’s going through a rough time at the moment and I really want to be with her, thanks man, that’s great!” I said and hung up before he could say anything else.
2 days later , Chey’s p.o.v
“Good news, the doctors said you can come out today!” offered bob knowing I was in a shitty mood from being in the hospital so long, but I appreciated that he had stayed with me, the other guys too, although Gerard nearly fainted when I got my injection.
“Yeah great, back to my very own personal hell!” I sarcastically smiled
“No, you’re not going back there!” he said firmly
“I don’t have anywhere else to go and your going on tour” I mumbled
“Correction; we’re going on tour” he grinned
“Oh my gosh, bob are you serious?!”
He simply nodded, “thank you, thank you, thank you, thankyouuuuu” I rambled like a hyper 5 year old giving him a big hug just as the others walked in
“in a better mood then I guess ?” smiled Mikey not even needing an answer.
I looked over all of their smiling faces, I guess they’re excited to begetting back on the road, but then my face fell on frank, he looked terrible, his eyes were bloodshot and he looked like he’s been crying.
“Well come on, we’re going shopping, you need clothes for on tour” smiled bob
“Ahhh so there are benefits of having a rich rock star brother then?” I laughed jumping out of bed in the outfit he had brought me yesterday
We walked around the mall going in almost every shop. The guys were in ‘disguises’, they looked ridiculous if you asked me, they had hoodies on and big sunglasses. We came into hop topic, and bob told me to choose some things, I felt bad and chose three tops. Everyone else chose my clothes for me in the end, basically they found anything that was a size 8 and threw it at me while I was I the changing room.
“You have to try these on” cooed Gerard shoving another pile of tee-shirts into the cubicle
“And these would look good on you!” said bob handing me some jeans. Almost three hours and $400 later we were back at the hotel they were staying at, we walked up to the front doors and were greeted by lots of paparazzi, bob instinctively covered me up with his jacket, hiding my face and leading me inside. The people with cameras were shouting questions
“Bob who are you with?” asked 1 man
“Is she a fan?” asked another
“Your girlfriend?” asked another.
I couldn’t take it I suddenly felt really claustrophobic in the mass of people pushing and shoving, blocking our way and I was relieved when we got into the lobby. Bob went up to the desk.
“I seem to have lost my room key, could we please have a spare?” he asked very politely.
“Yeah sure. What name is it?” she smiled
“ I think its down as my chemical romance?”
“oh yes ofcource Mr. Bryar, I didn’t recognise you for a second there” she laughed handing him the card.
We all packed into an elevator, and I was squished right in-between Frank and Gerard. We got out on the 10th floor and went to number 127. “this is my room, you will be staying to doors down with frank, there’s 2 beds in each room but we had a odd number so frank has a spare bed. Here’s the key I just got out.Just come and get me if you need me, or if I’m not here Mikey and Gerard are next door.” Said bob. I just nodded and headed off down to my room with frank because I had to unpack my stuff. We got in and frank threw himself down on the bed with his head buried in the pillow, he still seemed really upset and hadn’t talked much. “bob packed the cabinet with girly shit for you : face- wash, make-up, toothbrush, toothpaste etc. you can have all the drawers on the left of the room, I’m going to sleep” he yawned but it was muffled by the pillows he still had his face buried in “ok goodnight frank” I said shyly as I picked up my bags and tried to pack my stuff away as quietly as I could.
Franks p.o.v
I told chey that I was going to sleep, I felt bad for being shitty to her, she’d done nothing wrong and I realised she was going through a bad time too but I really wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone right now so I just lay there pretending to sleep, it was nice how she was tip-toeing around so not to ‘wake’ me. I heard her go into the bathroom and the shower turn on and a bit later soft singing, she was really good. The shower turned off and I could hear her moving around until the door opened and she came out in a small hotel towel that only just covered the top of her legs, I peeked a little bit and felt terrible when I saw her beautiful porcelain skin littered with horrible dark bruises on her legs and arms, she took some clothes from her drawers and went back to the bathroom to get changed, and went to bed. I decided I would try and sleep but the same thing was on my mind, that stupid bitch, how could she do that to me after I had given her everything. I loved her! I let myself sob quietly into my pillow.
“Frank?”
Chey’s p.o.v
I was lying there bored and thinking about the past week when I’m pretty sure I heard,,, crying? I listened harder and yes frank was definitely sobbing. “Frank?” I whispered he stopped suddenly and everything went quiet “frank are you okay?”
“No” he whispered back. I got up and sat on his bed next to him
“What’s the matter?” I whispered putting my arm on his shoulder
“She left me” he choked out
“What?!”
“Jamia, she left me! She said she didn’t love me anymore and she couldn’t handle me being on the road so she left” he cried falling back into heap of sobs.
“Oh frank, I’m so sorry! If she can do that to you then he obviously wasn’t good enough for you in the first place, you should move on from her if she’s so heartless. There are loads of girls that would love a chance with you” I reassured him.
He smiled a weak watery smile “thanks chey, I get why bob gets on with you so well now, you just know what to say to make people feel better”
“its no problem frank, I’ll talk to you any time you need to”
I said hugging him. He scooted over a bit and lifted the covers up silently asking me to get in with those famous Frankie puppy dog eyes. I nodded and got in with him, he put my backup against his chest and his arms around my waist as I fell asleep, feeling more safe then I have done in a long time.
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