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Chapter seven

by SleepyMonkey 0 reviews

Category: My Chemical Romance - Rating: G - Genres: Drama - Characters: Frank Iero,Gerard Way,Mikey Way,Ray Toro - Warnings: [V] - Published: 2012-03-10 - Updated: 2012-03-11 - 7039 words - Complete

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Frank's POV

At lunch I was in the auditorium finishing my social studies homework, it was the only quiet place where the jocks wouldn't find me. I had music in there next anyway so I didn't have far to go after, I heard foot steps so I quickly ran and hid behind the change room screens and sat on a desk, the voices grew louder,
'I don't see why she's so worried, cheerleading is easy. That short chick won't make it, what's her name?'
'Um like Bandit or something, yeah?'
'Yeah that's right. She did a perfect double cartwheel, roundoff and split landing but Amy is a whole lot better anyway, she's skinner. Just wait until tomorrow at the second round when they do second tryouts and hand in their forms, I just need to see who weighs less. That Bandit chick doesn't look that light and I'm doing the lift, Amy's tall and skinny but if she lifts someone I'm worried she won't be able to hold them up'
'Steph, don't stress okay? You'll get frown lines!'
'Oh that's the bell, we better go'
And the footsteps faded out.

So Bandit tried out for cheerleading?
Didn't she say she cut up her captains uniform?
Why wouldn't she just tell me she's trying out?
I'm so fucking confused.

The second bell rang and I came out of my hiding place and sat on the stage, the teacher, Mr Fugal, came in with Sarah and Noah, Ivy and Iris soon followed. We were a pretty small class, there was only one person missing...Gerard, he probably skipped but he never shows anyway.

Mr Fugal handed Ivy her guitar and asked her if it was okay to leave her acoustic on the stage she just nodded and he passed her book from somewhere behind us on stage, he handed Iris her vocal pieces, Noah his bass and a sheet of notes and Sarah her drumsticks then turned to me,
'Frank, your guitar, isn't it here?'
I fucking hated this asshole, he knew exactly where my guitar was he's just being a fucking dick-head, I barely looked up,
'Ive already got it' I mumbled
'Well what are you going to do today?'
'The same thing I always do'
'So.. Nothing?'
I wanted to punch the fucking idiot in the head!
I sighed deeply,
'And Gerard, where's he?'
'I dunno' I mumbled back
'Well how is Iris supposed to sing by herself? It's his song!'
'I don't know' fuck bro, like I care anyway!
I rolled my eyes and took my position, I guess the asshole was okay to let us do a song we wanted so Gerard wrote one for our class.
He sat in the audience seats and called out,
'When you're ready'
Iris turned to us,
'Well since Gerard totally ditched, this is gonna be hard for me to do the screams and shit so can one of you help me out?'
No one really replied and she started again, 'Noah, can you try it out for me?'
'Sure'
'Um, go from how Gerard would normally say,
"You said you read me like a book but the pages are all torn and frayed now, I'm okay, I'm OKAAY!!!!"
You get the point but yeah, just to that part and we'll go from there'
Noah attempted but failed, his voice cracked and he didn't sound any good at all, Ivy and Sarah had a go and also failed badly then she turned to me,
'Please Frank?'
'Alright! I'll go.' Fucking hell, these people piss me off, well I may as well give it a shot, right?
'I'm OKKKAAAAAYYYYY!!! I'm okay now but you really need to listen to me, because I'm telling you the truth, I mean it I'm okay! (trust me)'
Iris looked at me with her jaw dropped as did Sarah, Ivy and Noah,
'Wrong part right? Sorry...'
'Oh my god! You're perfect!' Ivy squealed as Iris came over and hugged me,
'Okay let's go before Fugal gets pissed' Noah advised, he sounded a little annoyed.
'Ready?' Sarah yelled,
So all I had to do was my guitar parts and the vocals Gerard would normally do AND my normal back up vocals, sigh.

So, we did the song and I have to say, I enjoyed it! It was a lot of fun and it was crazy being up there having fun for once, doing a song we actually wanted to do.
The bell rang and I had last period free so I just stayed in the audience seats of the auditorium, Ivy left her guitar behind the stage doors as always and I just sat there for a while, after about five minutes I went and picked up Ivy's acoustic, I don't know what I liked so much about that guitar I just always admired it. Ivy named it 'Blossom' its kinda cute to name your guitar...

I heard footsteps approaching so I hid in the dressing rooms, I sat on a table so my legs wouldn't show under the door and I was too short to even worry about my head being seen. I peeked through a crack in the door and saw Bandit dump her bag and books on the stage next to where she was standing, she lay down and started writing something,
'Why the fuck am I breathing so loud?!' I thought, 'Maybe I should just come out, it's not like she doesn't know me'
And yet I stayed in the same spot, sitting on a table, still hiding for some reason.
She stood up and walked towards me,
Fuck! Had she seen me?!
My heart was pumping so fast until she bent down just outside the dressing room door and picked up Ivy's acoustic, not unlike how I had done.
I relaxed and became calm as she went back to the edge of the stage and sat back down, and then she sang. Her voice was indescribable, amazing, angelic!
She was so beautiful in every way and this added more to the list, she could play pretty well too but she fumbled on some of the notes, she probably hadn't played in a while...
'He has every reason
to throw up his fist
in the face of his God who let
his mother die.
Through all the prayers and tears
she still passed in vain anyway.
Now you think I'm saying,
there's no use in praying but still,
he bows his head
so he can say,
thank you for ending her pain.
Supernatural patience,
grace is his face and his voice never raises
it's all because of a love
never let go of,
never let go of.
He is teaching me,
What love really means'
'If only you missed me like I miss you Sam...'
Sam?
Who's Sam?
Oh great, my girlfriend loves another guy?
Smooth.
Great choice Frank!
The bell rang, she returned the guitar back to it's original place, packed her bag and left. I breathed out fast and loud then swung open the dressing room doors and left, I went out a different door than Bandit did so she didn't notice me coming out from behind her.

As I stepped out I collided with Jason,
'Fucking emo cunt, watch where you're fucking going! Go eat a fucking dick!'
He pushed me into a row of lockers then threw me down on the floor,
'Get the fuck up!' he spat as the other mindless jocks laughed,
I staggered up to be welcomed by a face-full of Jason's fist. He pushed me away and I walked slowly to my locker, I threw all my shit inside it and slammed it closed.
'FUCK!' I yelled angrily as I punched the door hard, my fist bled right away,
'Oh another injury, more blood because my face hasn't got enough on it!' I thought out loud
'Well look who's feeling sorry for himself' Ley-Anne joked, leaning on the lockers
I jumped at her sudden appearance, 'Its not fucking funny'
'What happened?' she asked opening the locker next to mine which was obviously hers...
'Whats with you and popping up put of no where? And it's Fucking Jason beat me up again...' I mumbled
'What for?'
'Because I bumped into him'
'What a douche!'
She pulled out a box of tissues and a bandage, she wiped my face and bleeding arm then bandaged my hand
'Thanks...'
'There's something else on your mind, what is it?'
'Your sister'
'Did she do something?'
'Not to me but I over heard her singing in the auditorium and after she was like "Something something...I miss you Sam" there was no one else in there so she was obviously talking to herself but I'm kinda cut that she's .. Well, this Sam guy...'
I looked up from my feet and she stopped bandaging my hand, she looked stunned
'Ley-Anne?'
'Mm, I wouldn't worry about it. Sam isn't likely to be showing up any time soon. At all. Ever' she trailed off. I was confused, angry and tired all at once then I remembered Bandit was coming to my place for our little "D&M" maybe she'll tell me about Sam...

Bandit's POV

We got to Franks and went upstairs,
'Sorry about the mess' he told me as we climbed the stairs
'Nah, it's alright. You haven't even been here in a while, you've been at the Barbie doll house or whatever you've named my place'
'Barbie Mansion' he chuckled
'Its not even a mansion!'
'Uh Bandit, you need stronger glasses! It's got like 10 bedrooms and a bathroom in every one, there's a bar in the basement and there's two kitchens and thats only the half of the place I HAVE seen. How is that not a fucking mansion?!'
I rolled my eyes and sat next to him on his bed,
'You didn't even say hello to me today properly' I pouted
'What do you mean? I woke you up and everything!' he whined
'You know what I mean' I winked
'Oh you're saying I never kissed you good morning?'
I smiled. I couldn't believe I just said that, well, I was kinda drunk so I had an excuse for my childishness.
'Im sorry,' he said leaning over to kiss me, I kissed him back,
'Thats better but it doesnt count because it's like 4:30...'
'Naw, shame!' he laughed
'Shh' I said poking his arm, he flinched and shut his eyes
'What is it? What's wrong?' I asked
'Uh nothing, I'm fine' he said running his fingers through his hair,
'Frank, I'm here to get closer with you, to spill everything, and if I do so do you. So spill'
I was being childish and immature but he didn't seem to notice,
'Alright, I will but first can we just go downstairs? I'm fucking hungry'
I nodded my head and followed him down into the kitchen, there were about five empty vodka and whiskey bottles scattered on the counter and a shattered one on the floor, he rolled his eyes, cleared the bottles and broken class and tried to hide the mess embarrassedly.

He went over and opened the fridge while I sat at the table,
'Want something to eat or drink?'
'Huh? Oh, um, can I just grab a glass of water please?' I smiled,
'Sure' and he placed the glass in front of me as I reached into my bag for my pill box.
I slid it out and opened it on the table, I took out five little pills, there were the two little black ones and two white ones, the last one was blue. I didn't even know which one was for what anymore, I just choked them down and pretended I was normal.

He stared at me until I looked away and when I did he cleared his throat and frowned, pulling up a chair next to me he spoke,
'What where they?'
'Pills'
'For...'
'Im going to tell you but I have to start from the beginning, the very beginning...'
'Alright? Lets go back upstairs'
'Kay'

We went back in his room and sat back on the bed, he took my hands in his as I crossed my legs,
'When you're ready I'm listening, you don't have to tell me everything if you're not comfortable-'
'No, it's fine. I trust you'
He smiled.
I looked down and started,
'When I was like twelve I met this guy Sam at an old skate park, we got really close after a while. I don't think he knew I was so young because he always treated me like I was much older, (he was two years older than me). We became really close after a while, shared everything with each other and in order to tell you my story, I've got to tell you his'
He nodded.
'Sam was fourteen when I met him, typical skater boy, (according to everyone else "emo") his mom died when he was seven and he decided to give up on life itself. His dad, well I met him once and I hated him, he was an alcoholic after his wife died and he used to beat up Sam so much that he couldn't feel his body when he tried to move.
Sam's thirteenth birthday- he spent it locked up in his room, alone, in the dark. He discovered a half empty bottle of whiskey discarded on the floor under his bed, he had no clue how he got there but he didn't care, he downed the whole thing and started slitting his wrists.
He noticed most of his fathers things were also discarded around the room; he found a pack of cigarettes and a couple lighters, he was hesitant but then thought "Fuck it" and had a smoke, later that night his dad let him out and beat him to a pulp, he was left on the floor bleeding half to death while his father went out, drunk driving of course. His god-sister found him and helped him, he found a bottle of black hair dye and used it, he was being reckless and he didn't care.
What he also did was weird, every time he'd cut himself, he'd let all the blood drip into a glass jar.
When we met I slipped down the stairs and he literally caught me, he just smiled and left, later I met a small group of people he knew and we all became friends pretty quickly. We dated but we were always on and off, one day I distinctly remember was when I introduced him to my best friend at the time, Amanda, just before I introduced him he had given me a heart shaped pendant on a silver chain, I introduced them and he was like, "You're hot, we should go out sometime" I was stunned at how little respect he had. I was right next to him and the bitch flirted back, I felt sick so I left and on my way back the chain from the necklace he'd just given me snapped.
Another time we were upstairs at his place and it was summer holidays, we got into a huge fight and before I could realize what happened, I was on the floor and not a day later a black eye formed. He couldn't control his actions and temper and I understood and even felt sorry for him after all he'd been through so after a week or two we were back together again.
In the two and a half or three years I knew the kid we'd broken up and gotten together an uncountable amount of times and he'd given me a black eye on two separate occasions.
He moved back to Adelaide for his dads work and he called me on my thirteenth birthday, 'Happy birthday' but I could hear giggles in the background, a few weeks later he moved back to Sydney and admitted he hooked up with this chick and I was really mad because 1. He lied to me and 2. Because he was the one who promised me we'd have our first kiss together.
On his fifteenth birthday I tried calling him all day, no answer, I called his work, they hadn't seen him in two days, I called anyone I could think of and no one knew anything. His god-sister, Rose, lived with him because she got drunk and had some drugs at a party and they broke into a school and was arrested, she wasn't answering my calls and I was worried.

A week after his fifteenth I bumped into Rose at the beach and forced her to spill, she told me Sam committed suicide and left me a note, it read 'Im sorry, you deserve a lot better than a piece of shit like me and I love you' he hung himself in his basement and his dad found the body.
I literally cried for a month straight, didn't come out of my room, didn't eat, didn't turn on any lights. I hadn't seen any form of light apart from the candle I lit for him every night, I was truly depressed. The holidays ended and I skipped the first day of school, told my parents I felt sick and they let me stay home. Rose and her boyfriend Riley came and picked me up and we went to the cemetery to visit Sam's grave. I guess that kind of helped me get over it slowly because if I had gone without knowing or without seeing the grave I'd still be in denial.
I saw a doctor and was diagnosed with depression, bulimia, anorexia, insomnia, anxiety disorder and a bunch of other shit, in the beginning I was so bulimic I just couldn't bring myself to eat and every time I tried I ended up throwing up anyway I didn't know why.
I hated my life, my parents, my 'family', myself. I hated everyone and everything. I used to go home and cry, i used to honestly sit in a corner and cry. I developed a drinking and smoking and cutting problem at fifteen and even before then I used to drink but not heaps, my friends were always supportive, especially Ley-Anne, oh and I guess I should explain.
Ley-Anne and I aren't exactly twins, well we are but were not if that makes sense... We were separated at birth, put in an orphanage, we were adopted out by separate families and only found we were twins when we started at the same high school realized we looked the same, talked the same and our childhoods were the same. After that we were inseparable, best friends and sisters. Growing up I always felt something missing, I never knew what until I found her.
We moved here because her ex is quite abusive, and a stalker so we left to hide, to run away and he recently snuck into our house. He was in my room but I sent him away, he listened to me only because we used to be best friends and I haven't seen him since he snuck in and before that it was a few months... And now were here'
By the time I finished I was crying and he was still holding my hands, he pushed my sleeves up my arm and examined my old scars,
'I don't know what to say Cherry'
'Cherry. No ones ever called me that since Sam died...'
'Im sorry, I-'
'No. It's okay' I interrupted
He hugged me tightly and kissed my cheek,
He lead me downstairs and poured me a glass of water and passed me a tissue box,
'I told you my life story honey, now it's time for yours' I joked half laughing, half crying.
He smiled and bit his lip ring,
'Alright...'
BANG!
The front door slammed and he jumped, his eyes wide and afraid
'Go! Upstairs NOW!' he half whispered half yelled to me
'What? W-Why?!'
'Just go!' his eyes were full of fear and pain 'Go to my room and lock the door. Do NOT open it!'
I was confused so I choked down my tears and ran, I pulled out my Xanax from my pocket and chewed a few, it tasted bad but I didn't know what else to do. I felt sick, but with myself...
'FUCK OFF, JUST GO!' I heard a male voice yell from somewhere downstairs, I heard fast footsteps running upstairs, it was Frank,
'Cherry, please, let me in, it's me'
I opened the door and he ran in locking it behind him, I threw myself on him and hugged him tightly, I was scared
'What the fucks going on Frank?'
He stared down and started packing a duffel bag, he threw as much as he could in it and with great effort zipped it, he grabbed his keys then turned to me,
'Lets go'
I frowned,
'Alright' I went to unlock the door,
'Not that way'
'What other way is there?'
He nodded his head to the window,
'Alright, but my keys are in my bag which is downstairs...!'
'Give me a second and lock the door behind me!'
A minute later he came back upstairs with a voice shouting after him and just as I shut the door behind him, a glass shattered against the door.
'Here' he passed my bag
'Thanks' I said awkwardly,
He climbed down first then helped me down, he got in the van and I walked up to the window as he unrolled it, I could see him shaking and bleeding,
'Where are we going? What's going on?' I asked him, still trying to be as quiet as possible
'I dunno' he mumbled, he rubbed his eyes and started the van
'You know what, were going to the Barbie Mansion'
He frowned,
'Its okay, I'll just live out of my van, don't worry'
'No Frank, fuck that! You said it yourself, I've got room to spare, you're staying with us. I don't care how long but you're staying! Let's go' he smiled a thanks and I got in my treasured cadillac.

Gerard's POV

After art I remembered I had music the same time, I skipped music again, Mr Fugal was going to be so pissed!
I dont understand why they ran them at the same time anyway, it's stupid.

Last period I had biology and after that I went out to the parking lot, Frank stormed up and angrily threw his stuff in the backseat of his van, what the fuck?
He and Bandit dispersed quickly and I saw Ley-Anne walking towards me smiling.

'Hey'
'Hey' I smiled back
'Um...did Jess mention where her car was parked?'
'No, actually she didn't...'
'What do we do now?'
'Wait till everyone leaves then our cars will be the last ones left?' I joked, she laughed
'Actually, that might work' she said watching everyone leave.
I took her hand in mine and we walked to the park across the street. We sat beside each other on the swings and we just talked about music, after about ten minutes we went back to the parking lot and found there were four cars left, two astra's parked right next to each other. Great, which one is Jessica's?

Ley-Anne went behind them and pointed to the one on the left, 'Thats the one'
'How did you know? They're exactly the same aren't they?'
'No, Jessica's hasn't got a Holden badge at the back'
'Alright then'
'Anyway, we've wasted enough time here, let's go!'
'Agreed'

We met at the Barbie Mansion and she dropped off her bag, I drove her in my car to the dealership and we walked in together,
'Hi, my name is Hayley, I came to pick up my corolla?' she smiled
'Sure, do you have your paperwork?'
Ley-Anne passed her the paperwork and signed one last form before the woman handed her the keys and lead us to where it was being stored.
'Its all yours' she smiled
'Finally! I'm so sick of riding with Bandit in the Cadillac!' Ley-Anne laughed.

She went home and I got in my car, I sat there thinking for a while in the quiet then snapped out of my day dream and started the car.
As soon as I got home I ran upstairs and took a shower, I made dinner and then called Frank, by the time I called, it was 9:30pm.

'Hello?' he answered
'Hey it's me'
'Hey Gee' he sniffed
'Bro what's up? What's wrong?'
'Uh nah man, I'm fine'
'Where are you?' I asked hearing the buzzing of noise around him
'Park'
'Why?'
'Shit with my dad again'
'You need a place to stay?'
'Nah Bandits forcing me to stay with them, I'm afraid she will kill me if I change the plans' he laughed
'NO I WONT! ILL EAT YOU' I heard Bandit yell in the background,
'Alright then!' I laughed
'Yeah'
'Anyway what happened this afternoon? You looked pissed'
'Jason again'
'Again? What's the damage?'
'Black eye, bruised nose, ripped lip, fractured wrist and like cuts and bruises everywhere'
'You right?'
'Yeah I'm fine, dont worry'
'No worries then?'
'Yeah'
'Anyway I better go, Mikeys home'
'Bye'
'BYE GEE, SAY HI TO MIKES FOR ME!!!' Bandit laughed in the background.
'Bandit says hi' I told Mikey as he walked in, he didn't reply so I kept talking to Frank,
'He says hi'
'Ill tell her, anyway cya'
'Bye'
What the fuck.
Sometimes I wonder why I'm even friends with these people but then reality snaps back, I've got no one else and I love them.

Ley-Anne's POV

After school me and Gerard were in the parking lot, the original plan was to meet at the 'Barbie mansion' but I realized no one ever mentioned where Jess parked her car...
'Um...did Jess mention where her car was parked?'
'No actually, she didn't...'
'What now?'
'Wait 'till everyone leaves then our cars will be the last ones left?'
'Actually, that might work' I smiled
He held my hand and we went across the street to the park, we walked around it a few times just talking about iron maiden and that kind of stuff.
I sat on one of the swings facing Gerard and he started pushing me,
'Ahh stop!' I screamed as he pushed me higher
'But you love it' he said, we both laughed and he stopped pushing.
The swing came to a stop and we were left facing each other in awkward silence, our eyes met and we both struggled to look away.
Fuck! Why was it so awkward?
'Uh, look everyone's gone' he pointed out to break the awkward moment.
I breathed a sigh of relief and we walked back over to the parking lot, there were two astras parked right next to each other- FANTASTIC! Now to figure out which one I'll be driving home...

Okay, Jessica's only had one badge... The other one had two so the one without the badge at the back was Jessica's.
I unlocked it and drove home and when I got home I parked the Astra and got in Gerard's, he drove us to the dealer and I signed a couple forms the dragon lady at the desk gave me and she handed me my keys.

I'm now the proud owner of a brand new car! Well, sort of new...
Full tank of gas and no where to go, just the open road, awesome!

I went home and so did Gee, I went inside, dumped my bag and put my keys on one of the hooks, I went into to the lounge room and chilled on the couch watching a live Misfits performance.

'Agh!' Bandit yelled as she burst through the front door,
'Shut up, I'm watching the misfits last week in London- oh fuck! FRANK! Are you okay?! What happened?'
Frank limped in behind Bandit, drenched from the rain outside covered in blood.
Bandit took his hand and put it around her shoulder and I did the same with the other, we helped him over to the couch with difficulty because they're both really short and when we made it to the couch he had a coughing fit,
'Here' I said, passing him a tissues box, he took a tissue and spat out some blood into it, he groaned and rolled to his side on the couch,
'We've got to get you to a hospital Frank'
'What the fuck happened Bandit?!'
'I'll explain later, right now we're helping him!'
'No!- No hospitals!' he spluttered and groaned
'What? Frank are you fucking crazy!' Bandit yelled,
'Im fine, just NO hospitals!'
'Okay, alright' Bandit sighed.
We helped him upstairs and into the first room, which was Bandits, we laid him on the bed and cleaned his wounds off, he became drowsy and drifted off, me and Bandit walked out and closed the door,
'What the fuck is going on?'
'Well we were at his house and I was telling him about Sam and everything else, I just finished and then the door bangs open and he made me go upstairs and go in his room and lock the door no matter what I hear not to open it. So I did and I heard shouting and he ran upstairs and I let him in, locked the door and he was covered in blood and cuts and bruises.
My bag was downstairs and he ran and got it, when he came back I locked the door behind him again and just as I closed it this guy threw a glass at the door and it shattered as I closed it, I think it was his dad Ley-Anne!
I'm really scared! I don't even know how he drove here, he was so distressed before, embarrassed that it was like this I guess. But I still haven't heard his side so I'm waiting on that'
'Shit...' was all I could manage to say, and when it came out, it was a whisper.
What the fucks going on with our lives?
'He's gonna live with us until whenever, yeah?' I asked
'Of course!'
'Cool... I hope he's okay'
'Yeah me too, our new house mate'
'Hey the rains stopped, I'm going in the hot tub for a bit to clear my head. If he wakes up, call me?'
'Yeah'

Mikey's POV

I walked in last night and I was pissed at how Peter decided to randomly kiss Jess earlier that day like what the fuck? And the things she told me in the car when I drove her home was just horrible and it's disgusting, I wish I did more than just punch him a couple times, she deserves to be happy not to be raped and have her unborn child murdered!
I stormed upstairs and locked myself in despite Gerards protests to let him in, I just needed to be alone to think coz if I wasn't alone I would've done something I'd regret. Big time. I called Jess to come and she stayed the night, i held her as she cried into my arms and chest and we lay there jusy with each other, it was pretty awkward because the moment was so depressing.
The next morning Jess was worried about me, as usual. She never thinks of herself even when her issues are a lot worse than mine.
My breathing is better and I can sleep a lot better, I've got one more appointment, checkup thing and it's all over.
Seriously I feel fine, the only thing wrong is I'm weak but that's only because I haven't had coffee in ages on doctors orders and I'm so upset. I fucking love coffee!
Coffee.
Coffee.
Coffee.
Okay enough about coffee.
Coffee.
Sometimes my brain doesn't shut up to let me thing about things other than fucking coffee.
Coffee.
Oh fucking penis face mother fucker,
Coffee.
FINE I'LL GET SOME FUCKING COFFEE.
Silence in my head
Okay, back to it, apart from being weak I just feel shaky but that's only when I'm with Jess, so that proves I'm in love.
I walked downstairs in the morning and Jess was on the phone,
'No I'm not kidding?! ... Oh Em Gee!'
and some giggle fit, which I thought was personally really cute, meh. She was probably talking to one of the other cheerleaders she hangs out with.
I walked a few more steps and then I heard her,
'Wait... Mikey's coming, call me later, bye Robby'
Robby? I sighed and walked in anyway. I slumped down at the table beside her and watched her sip her coffee with envy.
'Morning babe' I said, she looked up and smiled, she pouted her lips and made a duck face making me laugh, she knew I hated when girls make that stupid face.
'Um... babe?'
'Yeah?' she said looking up from her coffee which had suddenly become quite interesting,
'Uh- Who's Robby?'
A hesitated reply...
'Oh, you heard that huh?'
I nodded,
'So is he-'
'Only my best friend! He's on the cheer squad'
'Really?'
'Yeah, Mikes he's gay. Obviously!'
'Oh. Well I feel like a fucking idiot and a half!'
And we both laughed.
'We should get ready for school' she stated, still half-laughing.
'Yeah'
We went upstairs and I threw on a 'Pink Floyd' band shirt and a pair of black jeans, my black converse and then quickly straightened my hair. I can not go one day without straightening my hair.
Oh my god I love my straightener.
And coffee.
And unicorns.
But Jess tops them all.
And coffee.

I chucked some random shit in my back pack and went downstairs to see Jess waiting on the couch,
'Wow, Mikes you take longer than me!' she joked
Well... It was true anyway so I didn't mind joking around with her about it.

Jess was wearing her cheerleading skirt and top and white long socks and plain white joggers.
Her hair was tied back in a pony tail, well, sort of (there wasn't much to tie anymore).
Her makeup was natural but with dark purple eye liner,
'How come you're wearing your uniform?' I asked
'Because its Thursday!'
'...Yeah?'
'Wake up Jeff! Cheer squad is on Tuesday and Thursday' she giggled
'Oh...Wake up Jeff?!'
'Oh don't worry! It's from the wiggles it's a show in Australia, I dunno if it's aired here but its big back home'
'Oh!' we laughed.
I drove us to her house to pick up her car then we both drove to school in our separate cars.

School wasn't very exciting, same old boring classes and surprisingly no drama with the jocks today. I just received some flyers for a compulsory senior dance in two weeks. Really? A dance? This is not Cinderella, this is high school, I'm so going to get beat up.
At least people I know will be going, Jess, Gee, Bandit, Ley-Anne, Frank. Probably Robby too.
Great(!)
Because my day was boring, I didn't want a boring night too so I texted Jess to meet me for lunch at the Italian cafe down the street, we had lunch and I asked her on a date tonight, to dinner at some fancy French place.
She said no.
She was hanging out with Robby tonight... Well alright.
'Raincheck?'
'Sure'
'Thanks Mikes, love you'
'Love you too' I said leaning over to kiss her.
She broke away and smiled
'Look! It's Robby!' she said standing up and going over to the guy who just walked in,
Dude! What the fuck is happening right now?
Robby was a tall, tanned, pretty attractive, (in a non-homosexual way) buff guy. He looks like he should be on the football team not the cheer squad, he hardly even looks gay to me- but then again you never judge a book by its cover.
She ran over and hugged him and he smiled into her shoulder as he bent down to hug her.

I just noticed how short all the Crask sisters are.

She grabbed his hand and lead him over to where I was still sitting and they sat down.
I wonder how this will play out...

Jessica's POV

So, after we cleaned up we went back to class.
After school Mikey drove me home and we talked in the car.
'Mikes...'
'Yeah?'
'Theres some things I haven't told you'
'What's that?'
'Well...Peter raped me after Stella's party (when he got really drunk) and I got pregnant, I didn't know what to do so I told him and he forced me to get an abortion which I think was wrong because it's murder. He used to hit me all the time and I couldn't do anything about it'
'Why didn't you ever tell anyone about any of this?!'
'I did! I told my counsellor and my priest but neither believed me. They thought I was lying to get attention, I didn't know what to do and I sure as hell could not trust anyone here at the time'
'Fuck...' he said running his fingers through his hair as I started to sob into his shoulder.
We got to my place and went upstairs, I was crying and he was holding me, making all the pain fade away.
Making us drift away, fall away, forever.

After Mikey left I took a shower and changed into my pjs, I went downstairs and Ley-Anne was like going crazy,
'What's wrong?'
'Its Frank, go to Bandits room and have a look at him, be quiet coz he's sleeping though'
I frowned and walked back upstairs, I slowly opened Bandits door and went inside.
Frank was sprawled across the bed, face up to the ceiling, covered in blood, cuts and bruises.
What the fuck?!

I shut the door and ran back downstairs,
'Ley-Anne!'
'Did you see him?'
'Yeah, what the fuck happened?'
'I dunno exactly, we think it was his dad. Bandit was there but she didn't see it all'
'Shit' I said running my fingers through my hair.
'Doorbell!' Bandit yelled from the hot tub outside.
I opened the door to be greeted by Aaron,
'Aaron?'
'Jess! Good to see you beautiful, how are you?' he asked kissing my cheek,
'I'm good, man where have you been?' I said gesturing for him to come in,
'I just flew in from Italy last weekend and I flew here late last night'
'oh wow'
'Aaron? What are you doing here?'
'Hey Ley-Anne, well I heard you were in and I thought I'd come visit'
'You know, there's a reason Bandit dumped you, theres a legit reason she never wanted you back, there's a reason she's been avoiding you so long' she said folding her arms, looking very serious.
'Yeah well, when I left we were best friends, I come back hoping for it to stay the same'
'Shes got a boyfriend, maybe not conscious but he's upstairs'
'Maybe not conscio-'
'Who's at the door Jess?' Bandit yelled
'Uh...'
Ley-Anne disappeared upstairs,

'Come' i said taking his hand leading him outside to where Bandit was,
'Bandit?'
'Aaron?'
'Ahhhhhhh!!!!' Bandit yelled as she got out of the hot tub wrapping herself in a towel.
He ran to her and hugged her tightly, he lifted her off the ground and kissed her left cheek then her right,
'I missed you so much bella!'
'Fuck! I haven't heard you say that in what, five years now!'
'Yeah, fuuuuck'
'Okay well you two go be lovey-dovey while I go back upstairs to find Frank' (emphasis on the FRANK) I said.
'Oh alright, I'll be right up' Bandit said, still focused on Aaron.
Fuck.
If these two get back together the world will fucken blow up with they're fighting!
I went into my room as I saw Frank sitting up right in Bandits bed as Ley-Anne went to go fetch Bandit.

I sat on my bed my phone rang,
'Hello?'
'Jessicaaa!!'
'Mikes?'
'Yup' he giggled
'Whats up?' I asked
'I was just wondering how you're feeling'
'Im better, thanks bub'
'Good, ay you wanna come over soon?'
'Sure'
'Movie night?'
'Yeaaaah mad'
'You can stay the night too if you want'
'Sure'
'Okay'
'Alright Mikes I've gotta go, bye'
'Bye babe, love you'
'Love you too'
And I hung up.

I went downstairs and me and Ley-Anne started playing play station, Bandit soon joined us for crash bandicoot.
Frank comes downstairs and states at us,
'I've got something to show you all'
We were all very confused so we followed him outside eyes closed and arms outstretched at his request, not long after he placed something in my arms, it felt like a plastic wrapping with something that smelt oh, so damn good.
He said we could open our eyes and I looked down to see a dozen roses in my hands and in Ley-Anne's and in Bandits.
We were all very surprised and happy,
'I hope I was the only one he kissed' Bandit teased, we all laughed and Frank kissed her again.
'Get a room!' Ley-Anne joked.
'I'm guessing this is the boyfriend' Aaron said, appearing in the doorway,
'Uh yeah'
'Frank this is Aaron, my best friend, Aaron this is my boyfriend Frank'
'uh I've got to go'
'Where are you going?' Ley-Anne asked
'Mikeys'
'Are you staying the night?' Bandit asked
'Yeah'
'Don't fuck and if you do make sure he's wearing a cond-'
'FRANK!!!'
And we all burst out laughing.
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