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“get offa me!” she screamed as she covered her face

to protect herself from whatever she was dreaming

about.

She looked around dazed and confused breathing

heavily, “what’s going on?” she whispered hoarsley

“here drink this i bet you’re thirsty” said gerard

handing her his water she nodded and drank a lot of
the bottle. “what happened?” she gasped.

“frank tried to poisen ya” grinned gerard slightly, i was

getting pissed off with him real quick.

“before when i gave you the headache tablets ... i got

them mixed up. I’m really sorry” i said and got down on

my knees so i was eye level with her.

“don’t worry about it frankie” she smiled sweetly but i

could tell she still felt weak, how could she be so

forgiving, if i had accidentally done this to jamia she’d

have fuckin castrated me! Bob asked us to watch her

and went to go tell the medic and brian that she was
awake now as they had called earlier and seemed a bit
worried.

She tried to push herself up with her arms but they

gave out and she flopped back onto the couch. “hey

you’ve had a lot of tranquilisers hun, you do not wanna

be trying to move” said gerard lying her back down and

stroking her hair.

“but i need to get up” she said embarrassed

“no you don’t, you need to rest” i said

“but ... i need to use the bathroom” she said even

more embarrassed

“oh” was all that escaped my lips.

“right well, i’ll help you up” said gerard grabbing her

arms. I pulled him over to the other side of the room.

“but gerard she needs to go to the toilet, you can’t go

in with her!” i hissed

“well what other choice do we have? Bob won’t be

back for ages, all i am going to do is help her to the

bathroom and then help her back, you think i would

take advantage of her in this state, not my style

frankie” he said coldly

“was that a shot at me?” i demanded knowing full well

that gerard is the only person who knew about my

mistake, that was a long time ago though and he was

wrong to bring it up and now im fuming

“not at all frank, now if you excuse me” he said and

went back to chey and carefully pulled her to her feet, i

could tell he was taking a lot of her weight which

wasn’t much anyway. I can’t believe he was acting this

way about the situation.

Chey’s P.O.V

I felt ... high. Which i suppose i was, it wasn’t too

unpleasent but i can’t move my muscles right, they just

... don’t work. Gerard is even walking me to the toilet

because i can’t walk on my own, i’m so embarrased!

Gerard must have noticed my cheeks were red “hey,

you really don’t need to be embarrased because i know

how this feels, i mean when i had my problems with

drugs i lost every piece of my dignity. I used to play a

show, get drunk, get high, throw up and get carried

home ... and thats if i was lucky, and i did that to

myself and there are still video’s of me on like youtube

and things throwing my guts up and passin out in the

middle of roads and stuff, trust me i know about

embarrasment and yours is nothing, you have nothing

to be ashamed of, you didn’t do this to yourself.”


Gerard smiled and squeezed my hand. I have never

seen this side of gerard, it was intoxicating his voice

was so sincere and sweet i couldn’t get enough i could

see he truly meant his words by the way his hazel eyes

gleamed when he talked.

“thankyou so much gerard!” i said as a tear slipped

down my cheek.

“hey hey don’t get upset” he hushed as he wiped away

the tear with his thumb

“no gerard, i’m happy. Happy that you could share that

with me and happy that after so long i found

somewhere that there’s people who care” i hugged

him weakly as my arms were still pretty limp. Gerard

opened the door of the bathroom

“i think i can take it from here” i smiled holding the

sink for support. Gerard nodded and walked back out

of the bathroom to wait for me. I used the bathroom

and got up by leaning on the toilet then the sink then
the shower, i opened the door and there was gerard.

“my legs are fucked!” i giggled

“did your mother never tell you that girls don’t speak

that way” he laughed.

My face dropped. “oh, that a sore subject? I’m sorry i

should have thought ahead, that was wrong of me” he

said with a sad face.

I perked up a little “you can make it up to me by giving

me a piggyback to the lounge” i grinned


“in that skirt? Oh hell no, wait right here” he went off

to the bunks and came back with a pair of his grey

joggers “i couldn’t find your suitcase so i got these” he

said. “ok, so lean on my shoulders” i did as he said as

he helped me get my legs into the pants and pulled

them up for me.

“thankyou”

He pulled me up onto his back and piggybacked me to

the lounge where frank was sat looking like he was

really angry about something.

“frank are you ok?” i asked as gerard sat me back down

on the couch. He said nothing. “if this is about the

tablets it’s fine really, i’m not angry at you or anything”

i said worried for him.

“it’s not about that” he said coldly

“oh ... did you get another call from-“ i was cut off

“don’t say her name” he growled and got up to leave

the room.
“i’m sorry” i whispered as he left.

“don’t apologise to him hun, he’s in a bad fucking

mood about nothing, you shouldn’t blame yourself”

said gerard sitting with me.

“when’s your show?” i asked randomly, we’d been

watching horror movies for an hour and now bob was

back and sat on the sofa that was next to us. Gerard

looked at the time on his cellphone “an hour” he said,

“i better get ready soon i suppose” he yawned.


“can i do your make-up ... pleeease gerard?” i smiled

like a child. He looked at me thoughtfully.

“bob how did you ever manage to say no to her?” he

laughed

“i didn’t” he laughed “one time she knocked off my

mums favourite glass vase and when she saw what she

had done she cried and told me, i felt so sorry for her i

went to my mum and told her it was me, i was

grounded with no allowance for two weeks” he

laughed at the memory

“and thats why i love you bobby!” i smiled.

“well then i guess i’ll go get my make-up then” sighed

gerard.

“oh and masking tape, i have an idea!”

“i do not wanna know do i ?” laughed gerard

“just get the masking tape gerard!”

He returned with a bag with makeup in and some

masking tape ... perfect.

“ok so scoot this way” i told him as i got some pale

foundation stuff and a sponge, i put this as the base

coat and giggled as gerard twiched his nose as i applied

it for him. I looked in the bag to see what else i could

find and saw some red eyeshadow stuff. I took two big

strips of masking tape and stuck them to his face; one

over his nose and under his eyes and the other just

over his eyebrows. I coloured the space inbetween the

masking tape with the red eye shadow and peeled of

the masking tape slowly so that it didn’t smudge. I

added the finishing touch of eyeliner and showed

gerard his reflection in the mirror “aww chey this is so

sweet!” he said and put his hand towards his face, i

quickly swatted his hand away ... “you’ll smudge it!” i

cried to which he laughed at me.


“bobby, i can walk now ... sort of. Please can i come to

the show with you?” i asked with my best puppydog

eyes.

“are you sure you want to come, it’ll be loud and dark

and i dont think you’re up to it chey” he said with

concern on his face

“i didn’t want to mention it before but those pills made

me have some pretty horrible dreams and i really dont

want to be on my own right now, please bob” i said

honestly, he sighed and gave in.


“great, i’ll piggyback you there myself” said gerard.

Everyone got ready and we went over to the venue

where there were fans queued outside.


“hey look over there” whispered gerard, i looked over

and saw the girl who hit me yesterday on her own ...

and with a black eye i giggled as she looked at me on

gerards back and looked like she was gonna have a fit

“she doesn’t look too happy” i said as she gave me evil

looks.

“no? Well this will drive her mental” he spun me round

from on his back to being wrapped around his front,

my arms were still round his neck and my legs were

around his waist, he leant in slowly and kissed me

gently, i kissed back and he deepened the kiss forcing

his tongue into my mouth but i didn’t mind at all. My

head was spinning and i had to pull away for breath ... i

had almost totally forgotten about the girl until i heard

her scream and throw her water bottle down and

storm off. Which made me laugh but then the reality of

what i just did hit me. I let my legs drop onto the floor

but kept my arms around his neck to steady myself.

“gerard ... i shouldn’t have done that” i whispered.

“why not?” he whispered back,

“because, i let frank kiss me too, not on the lips but it

was still a kiss gerard. I can’t kiss both of you” i sighed

and put my head on his chest.

“i’m sorry chey i already knew you had kissed frank, i

shouldn’t have kissed you” he said and went to take

my arm off of his neck.

“wait” i whispered, he looked back at me and i kissed

him this time, i guess he liked this because he moaned

into my mouth and it was the best noise i had ever

heard, i wanted to hear it again. He pulled away and

went to my ear, “you know frank told me something

else too” he nibbled down my neck and found my spot

first time i gasped and bucked my hips making him

smile into my neck. ... then his cellphone went off

“crap” he groaned “hello?”

“yeah on my way now ... ok ... i’ll be two minutes”

“it was bob” he said and put me back on his back and

walked us into the dressingrooms.

Gerards P.O.V

“hello all, are we ready to play an amazing show

tonight?” i asked over the moon that chey had kissed

me ... she kissed me! Not me kissing her like with frank

but she actually made the first move. I’m sure im

probably grinning like a cheshure cat but i don’t mind. I

set her down on the sofa and looked over at frank, hey

i was drunk at the time but not drunk enough to not

remember what he said to me, he’s just upset because

he’s losing ... i winked at him then went to go talk to

ray.


Flashback.


I went outside of the bus for a smoke and frank was sat

on the steps.

“hey gerard” he greeted me

“hello frankie” i lit my cigerette and we started talking

about the games we had played inside. “so why did

you ask your question frankie ... you know what the

guys were gonna say which means you wanted to know

what chey’s answer was” i chuckled as he turned red.

“no” he mumbled

“oh as if frankie ... i know you like her, i don’t blame

you”

“so what do you think her answer would have been

then” asked frank

“oh defiantely me” i winked

“you sure about that gerard? I’ve already kissed her”

he smiled triumphantly “she’s got this spot on her neck

and it drives her crazy” he licked his lips

“i guess i’ve got some catching up to do then?” i said

watching franks face.

“if thats how you wanna play then fine, first one to bed

her wins” he grinned “she’s a virgin too” he added, and

headed inside.

Franks P.O.V

Chey and gerard came in before ... thay’ve obviously

been together, she had white make up on her neck.

Why was i stupid enough to make this bet with gerard?

I wanted her not to be a slag, i wanted her to be

different and then i make a contest of who can make

her the slag quickest? What is wrong with me!



The stage guy came in and told us we had five minutes

so we got our instruments set and made our way to

the stage which was outside, Chey was carried by bob

this time which made me feel better but i was so

fucking pissed off at gerard right now. The fans looked

pumped for the show so i decided to take my anger out

on runnning around with my guitar. Chey was sat at

the side of the stage with her legs crossed, im gerards

pants for god sake, she looked tired.


we got to our last song’ sharpes lives and the crowd

were still loving and Gerard sang with his all on our last

song


“i’ve really been, on a bender and it shows...” he

looked at chey.
“ so why dont you blow me ... ” he winked at her and

then turned back to the audience that bastard!

He walked towards me and i ‘accidentally’ hit him with

my guitar, he stopped singing and grabbed my

shoulders dragging me towards where ray was playing,

i pushed him back and he knocked me on my ass and

kicked a stage light before storming off of the stage, i

guess our set is over. I walked off stage past chey, she

got up as i walked past her.


“frank! Wait” i paused to see her get up

“what do you want?” i shouted ... wasn’t i supposed to

learn a lesson from shouting at her? Oh well. I carried

on walking, she tried to follow but her legs were still

weak ... also my fault.


“please frank, wait for me my legs they’re-“ she

stumbled and her knee’s hit the floor, she winced and

stood up again. I turned around to look at her, she had

cut her knee. “i’m sorry chey i just-“

“save it frank, i tried to talk to you already”

“please don’t make me feel any worse, let me take you

to a medic or something” i said awkwardly, i didn’t

want to touch her incase i scared her, apparantly i have

a habit of doing that.


“you were willing to let me walk on my own a moment

ago, even when i asked for your help, no need to start

caring now”


i looked down at her leg the blood was slowly soaking

through the pants she was wearing, i think it might be

cut bad.

“please just let me help you goddamnit!” i shouted

“i don’t want you to!” she shouted back just as loud.

“why do you have to be so fucking awkward!” i

slammed my fist into the wall before realising what i

had done, i knew that would terrify her what the hell

am i doing ... she walked backwards away from me

until she hit a wall with her back.

“frank i want you to leave” she said quietly, i had

scared her so much, she was shaking. I took a step

forward without thinking ,she flinched.

“please frank, don’t” she was crying. I turned and ran

away towards our band room.

“where’s bob?” i asked out of breath from running

“gone to the bus to look for chey” said ray

“well Chey’s at the left wing of the stage, can you go

get her please. She’s hurt her leg too.” I said and left to

go and walk. Gerard followed me out.

“what happened to your hand frank?” gerard asked

suspiciously

“i punched a wall” i said a carried on walking.

“i swear to god frank if i find out that you’ve hurt her
i’ll” i cut him off

“she hurt herself trying to follow me, and then i

punched a wall. Leave me alone gerard” i hissed and

ran out of the building.

Chey’s P.O.V
After frank left i tried to get up again but it didn’t go

too well, i managed to stand one last time when i saw

ray run around the corner, he looked at me with sad

eyes. “oh gosh what happened to you” he said

“i really don’t want to talk about it ray, but it’d be great

if you could help me back to the band rooms, please?”

“sure thing” he grabbed me and carried me bridal style

so i didn’t hurt my leg any more. We arrived at the

room and ray put me down on the couch next to

mikey. “are you sure you’re ok?” mikey said for like the

fifth time “i’m sure mikey, i just fell is all i’m clumsy” i

said shyly

“i can see your tear-stained cheeks from here

sweetheart” he said.

“ i don’t want to talk anymore” i said and faced away

from mikey so i could lie down. He let out a big sigh

and then put a blanket over me
“Thankyou” i yawned and fell asleep.