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Chapter 13

by killjoy_frerard 4 reviews

Category: My Chemical Romance - Rating: PG-13 - Genres: Drama - Characters: Frank Iero,Gerard Way,Mikey Way,Ray Toro - Warnings: [?] - Published: 2011-03-20 - Updated: 2011-03-20 - 773 words

Chapter 13

Rose's POV:
I can't sleep, I thought. Why in the hell can't I sleep?

Groaning, I rolled over to examine my surroundings. Party Poison was sleeping on my right. I smiled at his halfway-open mouth, his light snore, his peaceful expression. He seemed so vulnerable.

To my left was Grace. I looked over at the almost-dead fire and saw Kobra Kid. He'd offered to take watch since dracs could show up any time. He stared at the fire as if no one could see him, but I could. There were tears streaming down his cheeks.

Never had I ever seen Kobra cry. Or show any emotion at all. But here he was, sobbing silently so as to not awaken the others. He wiped his cheek on his sleeve.

I stood up and walked slowly over to him, taking care not to disturb Poison. As I went, I thought I saw Poison's eyes following me, but it was surely a trick of the light; he was asleep.

I sat next to Kobra and wrapped my arms around him, because hugs are the opposite of tears.

When I broke away, he was stiff. His expression was of pure annoyance, as if there was no one more bothersome than me.

When he didn't say anything, I asked, "Why do you never show any emotion? I know you feel them," I added as he opened his mouth to answer. "You're human, too."

He turned away and stared at the fire. I saw it reflect in his eyes. He didn't answer for so long that I thought he hadn't heard.

"I was married too," he sighed. "She was so unlike Jet Star's wife that you'd never think they were related. They were cousins," he added in response to my confused expression. "She was so kind..."

He paused, as though lost in memories. I waited, saying nothing. "She always knew what to say. She could always pinpoint what was wrong with anyone, and then she would feed you a cookie while patting your back and telling you that everything was okay."

He swallowed. "Sometimes, you remind me of her. You know just what to say." He did not smile. "One day, I walked home to find my house in ruin. She was gone. There was no sign of her, no body, no blood. I have no idea where she is. I can only assume she's dead." He put his head in his hands. There were no tears, yet I could tell he was done.

We sat there for a while, listening to the crackle of the fire, then I decided to break the silence.

"So," I said, attempting to be cheery. I put up four fingers. "Jet had a horrid bitch wife who died." I put down one of my fingers. Kobra looked up. A ghost of a smile, perhaps a desire to be happy as he once was, played on his mouth. "Ghoul had a pregnant girlfriend who died." He didn't seem surprised by this, so I guessed Ghoul had finally let the cat out of the bag. I ticked down another of my fingers. "You had a nice wife who died." I ticked down a third finger. "And Poison had a wife and a son-"

At this, Kobra snorted out loud. He laughed so hard, I was sure he would wake the others.

He never laughed. Rarely had I ever seen him smile. And here he was, cracking up at something not even remotely. It wasn't a happy laugh, more a mocking laugh.

"Um..." I said, nonplussed.

"Did he...did he tell you"-another snort-"that he had a wife and son?!" He was seized by more hysterics. "That is too good!"

"Why?" I whispered fiercely. He was making no sense.


He regained control of himself, wiping a tear from his cheek. "Because he didn't."

"Come again?"

"Oh, Gift," he shook his head, a grin still stretched over his face. "Poison never even had a girlfriend."

Liar, liar, plants for hire!!!
Someone's been caught red-handed! Oh, Poison, you lovesick little bastard, you are my best friend everr...

So if y'all haven't noticed, I'm back. Snowboarding was...meh. I've been skiing since I was 4, and I just decided to learn to snowboard. I fell a lot.

So yeah...I don't really have anything else to say other than I'M BAAACCKKK BITCHES. And I've decided that you all can hope for one chapter a week. So sometime between next Sunday and next Saturday, I'll update.

Of course, R and R's do indeed help one update faster...and they help one write Frerards faster too...hmm...

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