Categories > Celebrities > My Chemical Romance > You Can Cry All You Want To

No, You'll Never Be Alone

by RinXFallenAngel

Category: My Chemical Romance - Rating: NC-17 - Genres: Horror - Characters: Bob Bryar,Frank Iero,Gerard Way,Mikey Way,Ray Toro - Published: 2011-11-14 - Updated: 2011-11-14 - 1125 words - Complete
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Frank waltzed over to Mikey and grinned at the younger way, gripping onto his arm he prepared to assault the other fertile with his puppy dog pout. Before he could even get the look to reach his eyes he noticed the look the younger way was giving him. His eyes were wide and terrified; tears stains had dried on his cheeks. Frank felt a chill run down his spine and all mischief making left his mind.

“ Mikey what’s wrong?” he questioned stroking the other fertile’s arm gently.

“Frank, s-someone broke into our house yesterday, Gerard and m-me found it when we got home from dropping you off.” Frank paused at this and looked at the younger way in shock. Someone dared to break into a house holding some of the fearsest Doms. Something about this made Frank sick to his stomach.

“Did they take anything?”

“ Only my things” and that is what sent that cold shiver down his spine, screaming that something more would come from this. He pulled the taller fertile into a tight hug.

“ It’s ok Mikey, you have Gerard and your dad remember?” Frank cooed stroking the other fertile’s back, trying hard as he could to try and comfort his distraught friend.

“But Frank they broke into the house, and Gerard and dad couldn't do anything about it” he heard the frightened and broken tone in the fertile’s voice.

“ Hey Mikey you know they are defiantly not leaving your side now right, Gerard wont let anything happen to you Mikey” Frank said sternly and looked into the younger way’s eyes. “ And I wont let anything happen to you” he said strongly looking deeply into Mikey’s eyes.
Frank jumped as he felt a strong hand on his shoulder, he turned and looked behind him his eyes meeting those hazel ones that could comfort him, but not this time, they didn't calm him or help in anyway.

“ Frank is right Mikey, nothing will happen to you, they will have to go through me” Gerard hissed, Frank watched as the Dom’s eyes faded to black.

“ And they will have to go through me Mikey, and Ray too” Frank looked and saw Bob standing there with another Dom who had a lethal looking fro. Frank smiled to himself and turned to Mikey.

“ See Mikey we are all here for you” he said and gripped the taller fertile’s arms looking at him sternly, his eyes screaming determination. “ Nothing will happen to you Mikey I swear,” he said. “ But since you probably aren’t feeling up to school today would you like me to take you home?” Frank questioned only to see the younger way nod meekly to him.

Frank smiled at Mikey and gripped his hand and led him towards the car park, fully aware their gang of Dom’s were tracing their every step, Frank couldn’t help but smile to himself, he loved how no matter who you were in the vampire community you had someone to stand strong behind you. You would always have someone unlike in the human community.
Pulling open the door for the younger way, Frank slid onto the leather seat beside him; he opted to let Gerard drive seeing as it was his car. He gripped the trembling fertile’s hand and stroked his thumb over the top of it. He tried to hide the little coy grin when the fertile relaxed as Bob got into the car on the other side of him. Now was not the time to make jokes. He watched as the Dom gripped Mikey’s other hand and he watched as Mikey relaxed and lent against the Dom. Frank smiled he was happy to know that there was someone for Mikey in that way, Frank knew that if anyone was going to have Mikey Gerard would be happy it was Bob.

As the car rolled quietly over the tarmac, Frank felt his eyes drooping and soon lost himself into sleep. The noise of the car around him seemed to be turned down as though on a stereo, and the air around him grew cold.

As Frank opened his eyes in the dreamland, all he could see was the walls of that room he had been held captive in so long ago, his body tensed at the refreshing memory of the scenery. As he scanned the room his eyes fell onto something he had never had to see again. There was his horror Mikey, the one that tormented him for the months he had been in there, the one that had sought to claim his sanity like a sick prize. But this time it was different, bloody tears ran down his face from the empty eyes sockets, sobs racked through the body, shaking the rotting flesh on the muscle.

“ P-please no more, I want to go home, to Gerard. He said he would be here. Please. BOB, RAY SOMEONE HELP ME!” Frank cringed as he looked at the pathetic form of Mikey screaming for them, for anyone to save him. His cries were such a broken sound, bringing tears to Frank’s eyes, trickling down his face as he continued to watch the morbid scene before him. Mikey struggled weakly against the chains as more screams erupted from his throat, before he collapsed back crying pitifully in his dark dank corner. He looked up in Frank’s direction tears running down his face.

“You said that you would protect me, that everything would be alright. Please help me; I want to go home, you promised. FRANK PLEASE!”

Frank screamed as he jolted up a cold sweat coating his body. He looked up to see Gerard’s hand on his arm shaking him. He looked into those familiar hazel eyes as tears washed out of his. The Dom picked him up and held his small form to his chest stroking his hair to calm him. As the tears continued to pour he looked and noticed that they were at the way house.

Gerard sang softly to him as he led him to the front door, unlocking it and allowing the others inside before walking inside and locking the door behind him.

Frank glanced around at the house through his foggy vision. Things were strewn everywhere, as they continued to walk to Mikey’s room, his eye scanned over the carnage of their house, everything seemed to be flipped over and pulled apart, but nothing was gone. That is until they got to Mikey’s room, all of his cloths and sentimental objects were gone. As Frank scanned over the carnage, or lack of, he felt that familiar chill down his spine.

Something was wrong, something was very wrong.
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