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Gerard’s Prov
I paced back and forth on the kitchen, empty coffee mug on the table. “Where the fuck is she Mikey!”
My brother shrugged, flipping a page in whatever book he was reading. “Didn’t say where she was going.”
I slammed my hands on the table. “Its been 2 days Mikey! She was the only reason we came here in the first place! If we loose her HE will KILL us!”
“She was upset. She will be back.”
My eyes flared red as I grabbed my bother by the throat, picking him up and slamming him against the wall. “And what if she doesn’t? Will you be so calm when Lucifer has his hands around your throat, ready to tear you apart?”
Mikey gasped for air, his hands clutching my wrist. “G…Ger…Geraarrdd….I…Cant….Please….Stop.”
I released my grip and watched him fall to the floor, gasping for air. His hands went to his throat and chest, trying to crawl away from me. His eyes were wide with fear and he slowly stood up, bracing himself against the wall. “If you want her so fucking bad, go find her.”
I narrowed my eyes and grabbed my jacket before taking flight in to the dark of the night.
Valon’s Prov
I slowly opened my eyes when the light coming in from the window woke me up. I sighed, sitting up and scratching the back of my head as I looked around for Frank. I didn’t see him in the room so I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. The clock said it was 4:56am so he couldn’t have been up for school yet and I begun to wonder and worry where he was. I saw that the bathroom door was shut but the light was on so I knocked. When I got no answer, I whispered “Frank….you in there?”
I heard a muffled whimper followed by a deep angry voice. “Shut the fuck up!”
My eyes grew wide as I burst through the door to find Frank’s dad standing over him with his fist in the air and his pants half way down. Frank was curled up on the floor covered in blood and his pants torn at the hip. His face was covered in bruises and tears as he tried to get away from his father. Furry surged though me as I took two steps forward, grabbing Mr. Iero by the back of the collar and throwing him into the wall. He yelped in pain before grabbing my hair and shoving me to the floor. “Run Frank!” I screamed as my back made contact with the sink, head bashing into the faucet.
Frank got up and scrambled to the door and once he was gone, I let my eyes turn red and my black wings escape my back. I felt my fangs grow and knew I was becoming the same creature that fought Gerard the day my home was destroyed. I slowly stood up, taking note that my opponent was completely wasted and he looked scared shitless. I grinned, lunging forward, pinning him against the wall with a smirk. The situation reminded me of a song by Alkaline Trio and so I starting to sing the song. “Help me help me, somebody help me, save me from myself!”
His eyes went wide then slowly shut as I slammed his head against the wall, before passing out. I smirked again and dropped him to the floor with a soft thud. I sighed and retracted my wings, slowly going back to ‘normal’ and going to find Frank. I opened the bathroom door to find Frank curled up on his bed, whimpering. My heart wrenched for the boy and I softly sat on the edge of the bed, trying not to startle him. “Frank, sweetheart. Are you ok?” My voice was soft and that of a mothers.
Frank’s Prov
I winced as I heard Valon get slammed against the wall by my father. I knew he was drunk but I never expected him to try anything like this. I felt so useless that this girl who I had only met two days ago was getting beaten by my father and I just sat here scared. The door opened and my heart pounded. “No..p…please…don’t’” I buried my face in the pillows, curling into a ball.
“Frank, sweetheart. Are you ok?”
My eyes grew wide and I jumped up to find Valon smiling at me on the end of the bed. I lunged forward, throwing my arms around her. “Oh thank god your ok! What did he do to you!?? I’m so sorry!” I cried, clutching the Black Flag t-shirt she was wearing that had I lent her. I was taken back when she chuckled.
“I’m fine. He couldn’t hurt me with a gun. My concern however is you. What happened?”
I lowered my head, almost afraid to say something. “I’m fine. Really.”
“Baby, you have a black eye, a bloody lip and you are hunching over which tells me your chest hurts, Its no use hiding it. The lies won’t work Frankie. Its ok.” She took my face in her hands, making me look at her eyes.
I nodded. “He does it all the time. Gets drunk that is. He’s never gone after me before though.” I paused, looking at the ground before continuing. “He would always come home drunk and call me things, threaten me but never went through with it until about 2 weeks ago. That’s the first time he……went off. I came home from school and he said the teacher called wondering why I wasn’t in school that day. I tried to tell him it was because I was visiting a college but he called me a liar and just……anyway he hasn’t stopped since. I hide in my room so he might forget that I’m here. Last night I was getting a drink when he had come in from the bar, you were already asleep so he figured he could do whatever, we had a huge fight and it ended with me coming down here for about an hour, the he came after me again. That’s when you stepped in……thanks for that, btw. You saved my ass.”
I tired to make a joke out of it but it was latterly true. I played with my ripped pants, keeping my head low, wondering what Vallon was thinking at the moment.
Valon’s Prov
I couldn’t help but suppress a low growl as Frank told be what his father had done to him. My arms wrapped around him, pulling him into a hug. “Oh Frank, honey I’m so sorry.” He instantly became a noodle in my arms and buried his face in my neck crying. I rocked him back and forth trying to calm him down like a mother would a scared child. “Shhh, baby, shhh its ok.” I held him close and rocked him to sleep as the salty tears soon dried on my skin. I set him down in the bed, tucking him in before throwing on some clothes found scattered around the room and making my way outside in the cold New York air. I shivered, pulling Frank’s Misfits hoodie closer to me as I made my way down the street. My mind was racing with what I did to Mr. Iero. I knew it was for the safety of Frank but still, I went after a human. He was me. He saw my wings, my fangs, my eyes. The night sky was clear, the stars twinkling as if they were dancing in the night. I couldn’t help but think about how amazing this world was. The people in it needed some help but the world its self was beautiful and full of wonder. It was nothing like my world. My world was filled with rules and guidelines. Do this, believe that. This world wasn’t like that. You had chances in this world. You could believe what you wanted and say what you felt. You had freedom that felt like a rush of cool breeze on a hot summer day. Suddenly I stopped walking and just stood where I was, looking up at they sky, eyes closed and listened to everything around me. Cars honked, people shouted, puddles splashed on the sidewalk, the cold wind on my face as the sky opened up, snow softly falling.
“Why do you try to look like them?”
My eyes shot open and I spun around on my heal to find my self nose to nose with Gerard. My breath hitched in my throat as a blush forced its way onto my cheeks. I ducked my head, taking a step back before glaring. “So you’d rather me walk around with my wings out?”
Gerard shrugged. “I am.”
I took a step back and noticed he was right. His large black wings stood tall on his back, making his black leather jacket, skinny jeans and long raven hair fit perfectly for something out of a movie. His pale skin had a slight glow to it in the full moon light, bringing out his hazel eyes.
“Like what you see?”
“Shit….sorry.” I lost my glare and just kept my head down. I knew I needed to get back to Frank before the sun came up which would be very soon. “I have to go.”
He stood, eyes following me as I walked passed him, my hands in my pockets and head down. “Don’t get to attached to the boy Vallon. You can’t stay forever and I think you know that.”
I froze, a thought caught in my mind. Before I could control it, my mouth started spewing words. “Why not? Why can’t I stay here Gerard? Its not like I have a home to go to no thanks to you! I know what you do to the ones in your basement! What’s stopping you from doing that to me?”
Before I had any time to react, my arms were above my head, my back pinned against the wall and Gerard’s lips on mine. The kiss was forceful yet sweet. My mind was screaming at me to push him off but my body had other plans. My mouth moved in time with his, letting his tongue fight with mine. He let go of my arms and they found their way around his neck and his hands around my waist. When he pulled back we were both panting slightly, me still loosely pined against the wall.
“You can’t stay because I need you. I won’t put you in the basement because you don’t fight back. You like it.” He grinned and tilted his head to the side, flopping his hair out of his left eye. I opened my mouth to protest but the fact that my arms were still around his neck and every time I saw him, I had to stop myself from staring wouldn’t hold much water in my argument. He was right. I liked him. I decided to take the other route and slip out from under his arms with a sly grin. The ball was in my court, I might as well run with it. “I really do need to get back Gee.”
I turned on my heel, making my way back to Frank’s house feeling proud of myself. I honestly was surprised he let me call him Gee. I knew hew was following me so I kept my shoulders and head high, shoving my headphones in my ears to pretend I was unaware of his presence on the building above me. The Barenakd Ladies filled my ears and I smiled, nodding my head to the wonderful song of the 90’s.
I'm so cool, too bad I'm a loser
I'm so smart, too bad I can't get anything figured out
I'm so brave, too bad I'm a baby
I'm so fly, that's probably why it
Feels just like I'm falling for the first time
I smiled, putting a hop in my step as I jammed along. The lyrics had always made me smile whenever I was having a hard day. Small tears formed at my eyes as I remembered the first time Leiah and Mary heard the song with me.
Flashback
“Valon!!!”
My head shot up from my books as I smiled and laughed at the banging coming from my dorm door. “Open up!!!”
I closed my book and slowly made my way over to the door before opening it to find a grinning Leiah and a nervous looking Mary. “Hey g…..”
Leiah pushed passed me, not even waiting for me to welcome her in. Her eyes scanned the room like they always did before turning on her heel and clapping her hands together. “So, guess what???”
I laughed, fixing some papers on my desk. “what?”
Leiah grinned before taking something out of her backpack. My eyes watched as she pulled out a CD and popped it into the stereo. Her long fingers were set on the volume knob before cranking it up all the way. We laughed as the vocals kicked in to our favorite part of the song, leaning forward so that our noses were almost touching, arms behind us and sung along.
Anyone perfect must be lying,
Anything easy has its cost
Anyone plain can be lovely,
Anyone loved can be lost
We pulled each other into a hug and started to dance.
What if I lost my direction?
What if I lost sense of time?
What if I nursed this infection?
Maybe the worst is behind
End of flashback
I stood at the front door of Frank’s home, clearing the tears from my eyes before opening the door. I saw Gerard crouch down on the roof across the street as I shut the door behind me. All of the lights were off as I made my way down to the basement to find a still sleeping Frank curled up in the bed. I smiled at how cute the boy looked, his soft brown fringe laying messily over his face as he chewed on his lip ring. His eyeliner that he hadn’t taken off at night was smeared around his eyes making him look like a newborn raccoon. He stirred, pulling the covers up to him closer and his leg kicked at whatever he was dreaming about. I pulled the hoodie over my head, tossing it in the corner before taking off Frank’s skinnie jeans and replacing them with boxers. I looked at the clock and saw it read 5:54. Frank’s alarm would be going off in 6 minutes. I smiled and stood back up, walking up the stairs and into the kitchen. I grabbed my ipod and plugged it into to the iHome that was sitting on the counter, playing Take it Easy by The Eagles.
I pulled out a pan and some batter, stirring it up while to stove heated. I swayed my hips back and forth to the rhythm, nodding my head and loosing myself in the song. I didn’t hear the door open nor the man walk up behind me. I felt arms wrap themselves around my waist and out of the corner of my eyes, I saw a head full of black hair burry its self in the crook of my neck. They swayed with me, humming the words as we danced and I cooked breakfast for the boy downstairs. Gerard spun me around so I was facing him and pulled me close to his chest. I wrapped my arms around his neck and his hands found my waist. There was a gasp from behind Gerard and we pulled back to find a shocked and slightly scared looking Frank. I noticed Gerard still wasn’t hiding his wings. “Frank…..morning.”
I let go of Gerard and walked over to Frank who still looked scared. “Frank, this is Gerard. He’s a friend of mine.”
Frank looked from him to me, blinking a few times. “But he…he has…”
Gerard raised one eyebrow. “Wings?”
Frank nodded. “Am I dreaming?”
Gerard laughed and I glared at him. “I’m afraid not Frank. Look….its kinda…complicated. Can I explain later?”
Frank looked back at me, nodding. “I….yeah….”
I smiled and walked passed Gerard to set the pancakes on the table. “Now, eat! Your like a twig.” I pointed at Frank and grinned. He laughed and sat down, clearly trying to wrap his head around what was going on. After a few bites of his pancakes, Frank asked a question that caught us both off guard.
“Gerard, what’s your last name?”
Gerard looked up at me with a sinister gleam in his eyes. My heart pounded, afraid of what he was going to do. “Way. Why?”
Frank’s face went pale as he twisted his fork in his hands looking nervous “just…wondering is all.”
“Oh but Frankie boy, its more than that.” Gerard’s dark voice was back and my whole body was ready to jump if he tried anything. I could see his eyes turning red again and his teeth growing slightly.
“n…nn..no…honest.” Frank still wouldn’t look up from his plate.
Gerard started laughing, “I really hate liars Frank.”
“Gerard!” My voice was just as commanding as I stood up from the table, walking over to Frank. “Knock it off.”
Frank made a slight whimper as Gerard stood up, glaring at me. “Or what?”
“Gerard. Don’t do this. Not here.” I held my glare but my arms were around Frank.
“I know….who you are. Please don’t hurt me.” Frank whimpered as both me and Gerard looked at him. My eyes were filled with shock, Gerard’s were filled with amusement.
“I’m not going to hurt you Frank. I was just playing.” Gerard tilted his head to the side and ran his finger along Frank’s jaw line. “Cute kid.” Gerard dropped his hand and turned on his heal to pick up his dejected cup of coffee. “Tell me, how do you know who I am Frank?”
Frank whimpered but spoke. “I um….I kinda have this….fascination with…dem…your kind.”
“You can call me a demon Frank. That’s what I am.”
“I used to study demons and their connection with the afterlife. How you get there, what makes you one. I came across this old book a few years ago it had mention of Lucifer’s son. Or son’s. Michael and Gerard Way, named after their mother’s maiden name. With the wings and the eyes I just…..made a guess.”
Gerard leaned back on the table, thinking. “this book. Do you still have it?”
Frank nodded. “Yeah….its in my room.”
“Go get it.”
Frank stood up and disappeared into his room, leaving Vallon to speak with Gerard.
“Please, don’t scare him. He’s done nothing wrong.”
“He knows who we are. You know the rules.”
“That’s not right and you know it! You walked in to HIS house with your wings out and expect him not to see?!?!?” I growled, getting angry. I would not let Gerard hurt Frank. Our argument was cut short by Frank walking into the room with his head down and a large brown book in his hands. He sat down and placed the book in front of Gerard. I watched Gerard’s fingers graze the cover and his eyes widen with awe. He slowly opened the book, skimming over the lines before shutting it and looking up at Frank. “Where did you get this?”
Frank ducked his head and kept his eyes on the floor. “It was….umm….I found it in a pile of old books.”
On closer inspection, I saw what the book was and my eyes became just as wide as Gerard’s. “Frank, do you know who had it before you?”
He shook his head. “yeah, it was my grandfathers. He was a devout catholic, holy god saving us all, ya know. I was surprised he had it because of how…….demonic the book is. I took it when he died several years ago.”
I looked over at Gerard. “What now? Still trying to please your father?”
He shook his head. “No. He only fears one thing……..and I have it.”
Gerard stood up, taking the book into his hands and walked to the door. “You have 3 days Vallon. I’ll expect to see you soon.” His large black wings flapped and he took off into the morning sky.
After a slight silence, Frank spoke, looking me in the eyes. “Are you going to kill me? Is that what the 3 days is for?”
My eyes held slight shock but I recovered quickly. “No, no Frank. I have to be back in 3 days.” I smiled, trying to show him it was ok.
He sighed shaking his head. “If you don’t want to go, then don’t. Fight him.” He threw his backpack over his shoulder and walked out the door. “You saved me. Why can’t you save yourself?”
I leaned against the counter, eyes on the ground and whispered a rely I knew he wasn’t there to hear. “Its not that easy Frankie…….”
Gerard’s Prov
“hahaha Freak!”
I stood on the roof top watching the kid Valon seemed to be protective over being bullied by a group of jocks. He was small and getting tossed around like a rag doll in the rain. His books were thrown into the water that lay below the bridge they were standing on. I watched as the group of boys laughed, picking him up and smaling him against the railing. They whispered something in his ears and I saw his eyes widen. Something they said made him start to claw and scratch at them in an attempt to escape. He made his way up on the edge of the railing before one of the boys jokingly pushed him but he lost his balance. His arms flailed trying to grasp anything to keep him from falling but failed and he screamed for help as his small body fell about 50ft into the freezing water below. The group of boys shouted at each other before running off in fear of being charged with murder. As the boys ran, I spred my wings, leaping from the building and plunged into the water after Frank. The water was cold, biting at my skin as my arms wrapped themselves aroud the waist of the dying boy.
“Frank.” I set him down on the concrete and frowned when I got no response. His body was cold and I frowned even more when I felt no pulse on his neck. “Come on Frank, don’t die.” I tried CPR, pressing my hands to his chest but only resulted in pressing too hard and breaking one of his ribs. “God damnit” I looked up at the sky then back down at the dead boy under my hands. I sighed, picked him up and took off back to Mikey hoping that what I was about to do wouldn’t result in my exile.
A/N I'm sorry it took so long to get this chapter up! Who knew college could be so crazy?!?! anyways, hope you all liked it. :)
I paced back and forth on the kitchen, empty coffee mug on the table. “Where the fuck is she Mikey!”
My brother shrugged, flipping a page in whatever book he was reading. “Didn’t say where she was going.”
I slammed my hands on the table. “Its been 2 days Mikey! She was the only reason we came here in the first place! If we loose her HE will KILL us!”
“She was upset. She will be back.”
My eyes flared red as I grabbed my bother by the throat, picking him up and slamming him against the wall. “And what if she doesn’t? Will you be so calm when Lucifer has his hands around your throat, ready to tear you apart?”
Mikey gasped for air, his hands clutching my wrist. “G…Ger…Geraarrdd….I…Cant….Please….Stop.”
I released my grip and watched him fall to the floor, gasping for air. His hands went to his throat and chest, trying to crawl away from me. His eyes were wide with fear and he slowly stood up, bracing himself against the wall. “If you want her so fucking bad, go find her.”
I narrowed my eyes and grabbed my jacket before taking flight in to the dark of the night.
Valon’s Prov
I slowly opened my eyes when the light coming in from the window woke me up. I sighed, sitting up and scratching the back of my head as I looked around for Frank. I didn’t see him in the room so I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. The clock said it was 4:56am so he couldn’t have been up for school yet and I begun to wonder and worry where he was. I saw that the bathroom door was shut but the light was on so I knocked. When I got no answer, I whispered “Frank….you in there?”
I heard a muffled whimper followed by a deep angry voice. “Shut the fuck up!”
My eyes grew wide as I burst through the door to find Frank’s dad standing over him with his fist in the air and his pants half way down. Frank was curled up on the floor covered in blood and his pants torn at the hip. His face was covered in bruises and tears as he tried to get away from his father. Furry surged though me as I took two steps forward, grabbing Mr. Iero by the back of the collar and throwing him into the wall. He yelped in pain before grabbing my hair and shoving me to the floor. “Run Frank!” I screamed as my back made contact with the sink, head bashing into the faucet.
Frank got up and scrambled to the door and once he was gone, I let my eyes turn red and my black wings escape my back. I felt my fangs grow and knew I was becoming the same creature that fought Gerard the day my home was destroyed. I slowly stood up, taking note that my opponent was completely wasted and he looked scared shitless. I grinned, lunging forward, pinning him against the wall with a smirk. The situation reminded me of a song by Alkaline Trio and so I starting to sing the song. “Help me help me, somebody help me, save me from myself!”
His eyes went wide then slowly shut as I slammed his head against the wall, before passing out. I smirked again and dropped him to the floor with a soft thud. I sighed and retracted my wings, slowly going back to ‘normal’ and going to find Frank. I opened the bathroom door to find Frank curled up on his bed, whimpering. My heart wrenched for the boy and I softly sat on the edge of the bed, trying not to startle him. “Frank, sweetheart. Are you ok?” My voice was soft and that of a mothers.
Frank’s Prov
I winced as I heard Valon get slammed against the wall by my father. I knew he was drunk but I never expected him to try anything like this. I felt so useless that this girl who I had only met two days ago was getting beaten by my father and I just sat here scared. The door opened and my heart pounded. “No..p…please…don’t’” I buried my face in the pillows, curling into a ball.
“Frank, sweetheart. Are you ok?”
My eyes grew wide and I jumped up to find Valon smiling at me on the end of the bed. I lunged forward, throwing my arms around her. “Oh thank god your ok! What did he do to you!?? I’m so sorry!” I cried, clutching the Black Flag t-shirt she was wearing that had I lent her. I was taken back when she chuckled.
“I’m fine. He couldn’t hurt me with a gun. My concern however is you. What happened?”
I lowered my head, almost afraid to say something. “I’m fine. Really.”
“Baby, you have a black eye, a bloody lip and you are hunching over which tells me your chest hurts, Its no use hiding it. The lies won’t work Frankie. Its ok.” She took my face in her hands, making me look at her eyes.
I nodded. “He does it all the time. Gets drunk that is. He’s never gone after me before though.” I paused, looking at the ground before continuing. “He would always come home drunk and call me things, threaten me but never went through with it until about 2 weeks ago. That’s the first time he……went off. I came home from school and he said the teacher called wondering why I wasn’t in school that day. I tried to tell him it was because I was visiting a college but he called me a liar and just……anyway he hasn’t stopped since. I hide in my room so he might forget that I’m here. Last night I was getting a drink when he had come in from the bar, you were already asleep so he figured he could do whatever, we had a huge fight and it ended with me coming down here for about an hour, the he came after me again. That’s when you stepped in……thanks for that, btw. You saved my ass.”
I tired to make a joke out of it but it was latterly true. I played with my ripped pants, keeping my head low, wondering what Vallon was thinking at the moment.
Valon’s Prov
I couldn’t help but suppress a low growl as Frank told be what his father had done to him. My arms wrapped around him, pulling him into a hug. “Oh Frank, honey I’m so sorry.” He instantly became a noodle in my arms and buried his face in my neck crying. I rocked him back and forth trying to calm him down like a mother would a scared child. “Shhh, baby, shhh its ok.” I held him close and rocked him to sleep as the salty tears soon dried on my skin. I set him down in the bed, tucking him in before throwing on some clothes found scattered around the room and making my way outside in the cold New York air. I shivered, pulling Frank’s Misfits hoodie closer to me as I made my way down the street. My mind was racing with what I did to Mr. Iero. I knew it was for the safety of Frank but still, I went after a human. He was me. He saw my wings, my fangs, my eyes. The night sky was clear, the stars twinkling as if they were dancing in the night. I couldn’t help but think about how amazing this world was. The people in it needed some help but the world its self was beautiful and full of wonder. It was nothing like my world. My world was filled with rules and guidelines. Do this, believe that. This world wasn’t like that. You had chances in this world. You could believe what you wanted and say what you felt. You had freedom that felt like a rush of cool breeze on a hot summer day. Suddenly I stopped walking and just stood where I was, looking up at they sky, eyes closed and listened to everything around me. Cars honked, people shouted, puddles splashed on the sidewalk, the cold wind on my face as the sky opened up, snow softly falling.
“Why do you try to look like them?”
My eyes shot open and I spun around on my heal to find my self nose to nose with Gerard. My breath hitched in my throat as a blush forced its way onto my cheeks. I ducked my head, taking a step back before glaring. “So you’d rather me walk around with my wings out?”
Gerard shrugged. “I am.”
I took a step back and noticed he was right. His large black wings stood tall on his back, making his black leather jacket, skinny jeans and long raven hair fit perfectly for something out of a movie. His pale skin had a slight glow to it in the full moon light, bringing out his hazel eyes.
“Like what you see?”
“Shit….sorry.” I lost my glare and just kept my head down. I knew I needed to get back to Frank before the sun came up which would be very soon. “I have to go.”
He stood, eyes following me as I walked passed him, my hands in my pockets and head down. “Don’t get to attached to the boy Vallon. You can’t stay forever and I think you know that.”
I froze, a thought caught in my mind. Before I could control it, my mouth started spewing words. “Why not? Why can’t I stay here Gerard? Its not like I have a home to go to no thanks to you! I know what you do to the ones in your basement! What’s stopping you from doing that to me?”
Before I had any time to react, my arms were above my head, my back pinned against the wall and Gerard’s lips on mine. The kiss was forceful yet sweet. My mind was screaming at me to push him off but my body had other plans. My mouth moved in time with his, letting his tongue fight with mine. He let go of my arms and they found their way around his neck and his hands around my waist. When he pulled back we were both panting slightly, me still loosely pined against the wall.
“You can’t stay because I need you. I won’t put you in the basement because you don’t fight back. You like it.” He grinned and tilted his head to the side, flopping his hair out of his left eye. I opened my mouth to protest but the fact that my arms were still around his neck and every time I saw him, I had to stop myself from staring wouldn’t hold much water in my argument. He was right. I liked him. I decided to take the other route and slip out from under his arms with a sly grin. The ball was in my court, I might as well run with it. “I really do need to get back Gee.”
I turned on my heel, making my way back to Frank’s house feeling proud of myself. I honestly was surprised he let me call him Gee. I knew hew was following me so I kept my shoulders and head high, shoving my headphones in my ears to pretend I was unaware of his presence on the building above me. The Barenakd Ladies filled my ears and I smiled, nodding my head to the wonderful song of the 90’s.
I'm so cool, too bad I'm a loser
I'm so smart, too bad I can't get anything figured out
I'm so brave, too bad I'm a baby
I'm so fly, that's probably why it
Feels just like I'm falling for the first time
I smiled, putting a hop in my step as I jammed along. The lyrics had always made me smile whenever I was having a hard day. Small tears formed at my eyes as I remembered the first time Leiah and Mary heard the song with me.
Flashback
“Valon!!!”
My head shot up from my books as I smiled and laughed at the banging coming from my dorm door. “Open up!!!”
I closed my book and slowly made my way over to the door before opening it to find a grinning Leiah and a nervous looking Mary. “Hey g…..”
Leiah pushed passed me, not even waiting for me to welcome her in. Her eyes scanned the room like they always did before turning on her heel and clapping her hands together. “So, guess what???”
I laughed, fixing some papers on my desk. “what?”
Leiah grinned before taking something out of her backpack. My eyes watched as she pulled out a CD and popped it into the stereo. Her long fingers were set on the volume knob before cranking it up all the way. We laughed as the vocals kicked in to our favorite part of the song, leaning forward so that our noses were almost touching, arms behind us and sung along.
Anyone perfect must be lying,
Anything easy has its cost
Anyone plain can be lovely,
Anyone loved can be lost
We pulled each other into a hug and started to dance.
What if I lost my direction?
What if I lost sense of time?
What if I nursed this infection?
Maybe the worst is behind
End of flashback
I stood at the front door of Frank’s home, clearing the tears from my eyes before opening the door. I saw Gerard crouch down on the roof across the street as I shut the door behind me. All of the lights were off as I made my way down to the basement to find a still sleeping Frank curled up in the bed. I smiled at how cute the boy looked, his soft brown fringe laying messily over his face as he chewed on his lip ring. His eyeliner that he hadn’t taken off at night was smeared around his eyes making him look like a newborn raccoon. He stirred, pulling the covers up to him closer and his leg kicked at whatever he was dreaming about. I pulled the hoodie over my head, tossing it in the corner before taking off Frank’s skinnie jeans and replacing them with boxers. I looked at the clock and saw it read 5:54. Frank’s alarm would be going off in 6 minutes. I smiled and stood back up, walking up the stairs and into the kitchen. I grabbed my ipod and plugged it into to the iHome that was sitting on the counter, playing Take it Easy by The Eagles.
I pulled out a pan and some batter, stirring it up while to stove heated. I swayed my hips back and forth to the rhythm, nodding my head and loosing myself in the song. I didn’t hear the door open nor the man walk up behind me. I felt arms wrap themselves around my waist and out of the corner of my eyes, I saw a head full of black hair burry its self in the crook of my neck. They swayed with me, humming the words as we danced and I cooked breakfast for the boy downstairs. Gerard spun me around so I was facing him and pulled me close to his chest. I wrapped my arms around his neck and his hands found my waist. There was a gasp from behind Gerard and we pulled back to find a shocked and slightly scared looking Frank. I noticed Gerard still wasn’t hiding his wings. “Frank…..morning.”
I let go of Gerard and walked over to Frank who still looked scared. “Frank, this is Gerard. He’s a friend of mine.”
Frank looked from him to me, blinking a few times. “But he…he has…”
Gerard raised one eyebrow. “Wings?”
Frank nodded. “Am I dreaming?”
Gerard laughed and I glared at him. “I’m afraid not Frank. Look….its kinda…complicated. Can I explain later?”
Frank looked back at me, nodding. “I….yeah….”
I smiled and walked passed Gerard to set the pancakes on the table. “Now, eat! Your like a twig.” I pointed at Frank and grinned. He laughed and sat down, clearly trying to wrap his head around what was going on. After a few bites of his pancakes, Frank asked a question that caught us both off guard.
“Gerard, what’s your last name?”
Gerard looked up at me with a sinister gleam in his eyes. My heart pounded, afraid of what he was going to do. “Way. Why?”
Frank’s face went pale as he twisted his fork in his hands looking nervous “just…wondering is all.”
“Oh but Frankie boy, its more than that.” Gerard’s dark voice was back and my whole body was ready to jump if he tried anything. I could see his eyes turning red again and his teeth growing slightly.
“n…nn..no…honest.” Frank still wouldn’t look up from his plate.
Gerard started laughing, “I really hate liars Frank.”
“Gerard!” My voice was just as commanding as I stood up from the table, walking over to Frank. “Knock it off.”
Frank made a slight whimper as Gerard stood up, glaring at me. “Or what?”
“Gerard. Don’t do this. Not here.” I held my glare but my arms were around Frank.
“I know….who you are. Please don’t hurt me.” Frank whimpered as both me and Gerard looked at him. My eyes were filled with shock, Gerard’s were filled with amusement.
“I’m not going to hurt you Frank. I was just playing.” Gerard tilted his head to the side and ran his finger along Frank’s jaw line. “Cute kid.” Gerard dropped his hand and turned on his heal to pick up his dejected cup of coffee. “Tell me, how do you know who I am Frank?”
Frank whimpered but spoke. “I um….I kinda have this….fascination with…dem…your kind.”
“You can call me a demon Frank. That’s what I am.”
“I used to study demons and their connection with the afterlife. How you get there, what makes you one. I came across this old book a few years ago it had mention of Lucifer’s son. Or son’s. Michael and Gerard Way, named after their mother’s maiden name. With the wings and the eyes I just…..made a guess.”
Gerard leaned back on the table, thinking. “this book. Do you still have it?”
Frank nodded. “Yeah….its in my room.”
“Go get it.”
Frank stood up and disappeared into his room, leaving Vallon to speak with Gerard.
“Please, don’t scare him. He’s done nothing wrong.”
“He knows who we are. You know the rules.”
“That’s not right and you know it! You walked in to HIS house with your wings out and expect him not to see?!?!?” I growled, getting angry. I would not let Gerard hurt Frank. Our argument was cut short by Frank walking into the room with his head down and a large brown book in his hands. He sat down and placed the book in front of Gerard. I watched Gerard’s fingers graze the cover and his eyes widen with awe. He slowly opened the book, skimming over the lines before shutting it and looking up at Frank. “Where did you get this?”
Frank ducked his head and kept his eyes on the floor. “It was….umm….I found it in a pile of old books.”
On closer inspection, I saw what the book was and my eyes became just as wide as Gerard’s. “Frank, do you know who had it before you?”
He shook his head. “yeah, it was my grandfathers. He was a devout catholic, holy god saving us all, ya know. I was surprised he had it because of how…….demonic the book is. I took it when he died several years ago.”
I looked over at Gerard. “What now? Still trying to please your father?”
He shook his head. “No. He only fears one thing……..and I have it.”
Gerard stood up, taking the book into his hands and walked to the door. “You have 3 days Vallon. I’ll expect to see you soon.” His large black wings flapped and he took off into the morning sky.
After a slight silence, Frank spoke, looking me in the eyes. “Are you going to kill me? Is that what the 3 days is for?”
My eyes held slight shock but I recovered quickly. “No, no Frank. I have to be back in 3 days.” I smiled, trying to show him it was ok.
He sighed shaking his head. “If you don’t want to go, then don’t. Fight him.” He threw his backpack over his shoulder and walked out the door. “You saved me. Why can’t you save yourself?”
I leaned against the counter, eyes on the ground and whispered a rely I knew he wasn’t there to hear. “Its not that easy Frankie…….”
Gerard’s Prov
“hahaha Freak!”
I stood on the roof top watching the kid Valon seemed to be protective over being bullied by a group of jocks. He was small and getting tossed around like a rag doll in the rain. His books were thrown into the water that lay below the bridge they were standing on. I watched as the group of boys laughed, picking him up and smaling him against the railing. They whispered something in his ears and I saw his eyes widen. Something they said made him start to claw and scratch at them in an attempt to escape. He made his way up on the edge of the railing before one of the boys jokingly pushed him but he lost his balance. His arms flailed trying to grasp anything to keep him from falling but failed and he screamed for help as his small body fell about 50ft into the freezing water below. The group of boys shouted at each other before running off in fear of being charged with murder. As the boys ran, I spred my wings, leaping from the building and plunged into the water after Frank. The water was cold, biting at my skin as my arms wrapped themselves aroud the waist of the dying boy.
“Frank.” I set him down on the concrete and frowned when I got no response. His body was cold and I frowned even more when I felt no pulse on his neck. “Come on Frank, don’t die.” I tried CPR, pressing my hands to his chest but only resulted in pressing too hard and breaking one of his ribs. “God damnit” I looked up at the sky then back down at the dead boy under my hands. I sighed, picked him up and took off back to Mikey hoping that what I was about to do wouldn’t result in my exile.
A/N I'm sorry it took so long to get this chapter up! Who knew college could be so crazy?!?! anyways, hope you all liked it. :)
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