Categories > Celebrities > My Chemical Romance > Can't Be Saved
I pack all of my belongings, my entire life, into the one bag I own and head toward Jazzhands. I'm about a block from work when I see the man I ran into the night before sitting on a bench in front of the coffee shop next to Jazzhands. As I get closer to him, he looks over at me and stands up off the bench and starts walking toward me.
"Frank, right?" he asks as he approaches me.
"Uh, yeah?" I say, giving him a weak smile.
"I'm Gerard, by the way. Heading to work?" he asks, pointing over his shoulder to Jazzhands next door.
"Um, no, not really. I don't work till six, and I didn't have enough money to stay at the hotel, so I had to leave," I say back to him.
"Oh, you don't have a house or anything?"
"No, my parents kicked me out when I was 17."
"Oh, sorry, man."
"It's alright. Look, I've got to go," I say to him, looking down the alley way next to where we're standing.
"Um, okay. See you later?" he says to me. I don't say anything back to him; I just turn and walk down the alleyway. I look over my shoulder to see him still standing there watching me as I turn behind the buildings. Who is this guy? And why is he so interested in me? Why is he following me? I just brushed it off for now.
There are a few guys I know from work hanging out behind Jazzhands. Most of them are shooting up or doing other sorts of drugs. It's a pretty common thing in my profession. I walk over and sit next to Jeph, the only guy I call my friend really.
"Hey," I say as I sit down.
"Hey, Frank. What's up?"
"Not much. Got kicked out of the hotel I was staying at," I say as I start to pull the foil, needle, lighter and heroin out of my bag.
"That sucks. What for?"
"I spent all my money on this and didn't have enough to spend on another night or two," I say as I place some heroin on the foil and start to heat it up.
"Oh, that sucks. You working tonight?"
"Yeah at six," I say, still heating up the drug.
"Me too."
"Do you know what time it is now?" I ask Jeph, filling up my needle.
"4:30, I think."
"Okay, good. I've got a few hours to get all fucked up before I have to be at work," I say, placing a tourniquet around my arm and slowly sticking the needle my arm and into my vein, and slowly pushing my drug in.
"You wanna get some alcohol?" Jeph asks.
"Hell........yeah," I say, slowly feeling the relief of the drug running through my veins.
"Okay, cool. I didn't wanna drink alone. Makes me feel like a alcoholic. I'll be right back," Jeph says, laughing and standing up then walking around the corner and down the alleyway.I laid my head back against the brick wall, blinking my eyes slowly. I love this feeling; it's the best in the world. I can't wait till work tonight. I love getting up on stage and dancing for people, especially when I'm fucked up. Makes for a great show.
"Hey," Jeph says as he sits back down next to me and reaches into the brown bag.
"What'd you get?" I ask, putting my head on his shoulder.
"Captain Morgan 100 proof," he says, smiling at me.
"Nice," I say, smiling back at him as he open the bottle and take a drink.
"What you got planned after we get off?" I ask as he passes me the bottle.
"Not sure yet. I'll most likely come back out here and get fucked up," he says, laughing as I take a drink from the bottle.
"Just like every night," I say, chuckling.
"Yep, wanna join me?" he says, smiling and handing me back the bottle.
Jeph is about the only friend I have. We met when I first started working here. At the time, the only thing we had in common was our drug usage. The more we talked and hung out, the more we learned about each other and the more we found out what we had in common. We've hooked up a couple of times. Just for fun because everyone needs a little loving in their life even now and then.
As we sit, drink, and shoot up a few more times, it quickly approaches six, and we need to get inside and start to get ready. We both struggle to our feet, laughing at one another. Jeph opens the back door to Jazzhands, and we stumble inside.
I walk over to my area, and start to undress. I open up my bag and pull out my tight pair of short shorts and slip them on. I walk over to the mirror and glance at myself, standing there in my short tight shorts, pretty much naked with all my tattoos exposed.
"Ready?" Jeph says, walking up behind me. We're going to do a dance together tonight.
"Yeah," I say, following him out on stage with grins on our faces.
As Jim announces our names, and we walk out onto a dark stage. I take my places me on one side of the stage with Jeph on the other. We grab a hold of our poles as the music starts up and the lights get brighter; the strobe lights start going. My heart starts to beat faster, and I go numb from all the drugs and alcohol in my system. It's a great feeling. As the music starts getting louder, I start dancing on my pole, grinding up and down on it. Guys and girls are handing me money as I dance for them.
Jeph slowly starts to work his way toward me, He has an evil look in his eye, and it's turning me on bad. As he comes closer. the more the crowd cheers and throws money. I spin around on my pole. and as I'm finishing my spin Jeph is right up against me grinding himself against my backside. I let out a moan; all I want to do is turn him around and fuck him.
My body is tingling all over, and Jeph spins me around so I'm facing him. He kisses me then kisses down my neck and slowly works his way down my body until he reaches the top of my shorts. He grabs them with his teeth and pulls them outward I look out into the crowd, and I'm pretty sure I see Gerard sitting at a table in the back of the room.
Jeph slowly starts to pass his hands all over my body, and I soon end up with a erection and of course Jeph notices, and as I look down at him he gives me a evil grin. With my back up against the pole, Jeph moves for my shorts and with his teeth he pulls down my shorts and the group of guys, including Gerard, start to cheer and throw more money up onto the stage. Jeph starts to rub my thighs, and I let out a moan. He always knows what gets to me. Always.
Jeph stops to look up at me and smiles right before he takes me into his mouth. I let out a loud moan as he moves his tongue around my rock hard dick. As he moves his tongue and mouth around my dick, the louder I moan and the more the crowd is getting riled up, and it just turns me on more. Within no time, I'm cumming into Jeph's mouth with loud grunts and moans. Jeph swallows and winks at me as I fall to the floor. I can hardly breathe; it was so amazing being sucked off with a crowd of people watching, throwing money at me. Money I need.
Then next thing I know, Jim and Mark are helping me off of the stage. I can barely walk; they help sit down next to my changing area. I sit down with a big sigh. I'm so fucked up right now, but all I can thing about is Gerard. He was in the crowd watching me. I find my way to my bag and pull out my foil and heroin and start to heat it up. All I want right now is a hit.
"Hey."
"Hi," I say to Jeph quickly.
"That was awesome. We each made around 500 tonight," he says to me with a big smile on his face.
"Really?" I say back with a big smile but probably for a different reason.
"Yep. We should do that more often," Jeph says to me as I fill my veins with my drug.
I just grunt at Jeph. Everything was going blurry. Fading. All I could see was Jeph, Jim, and Gerard standing around me saying something, but I don't know what they're saying.
"Why is Gerard here? Wha....Wh..." I think before every thing goes dark.
"Frank, right?" he asks as he approaches me.
"Uh, yeah?" I say, giving him a weak smile.
"I'm Gerard, by the way. Heading to work?" he asks, pointing over his shoulder to Jazzhands next door.
"Um, no, not really. I don't work till six, and I didn't have enough money to stay at the hotel, so I had to leave," I say back to him.
"Oh, you don't have a house or anything?"
"No, my parents kicked me out when I was 17."
"Oh, sorry, man."
"It's alright. Look, I've got to go," I say to him, looking down the alley way next to where we're standing.
"Um, okay. See you later?" he says to me. I don't say anything back to him; I just turn and walk down the alleyway. I look over my shoulder to see him still standing there watching me as I turn behind the buildings. Who is this guy? And why is he so interested in me? Why is he following me? I just brushed it off for now.
There are a few guys I know from work hanging out behind Jazzhands. Most of them are shooting up or doing other sorts of drugs. It's a pretty common thing in my profession. I walk over and sit next to Jeph, the only guy I call my friend really.
"Hey," I say as I sit down.
"Hey, Frank. What's up?"
"Not much. Got kicked out of the hotel I was staying at," I say as I start to pull the foil, needle, lighter and heroin out of my bag.
"That sucks. What for?"
"I spent all my money on this and didn't have enough to spend on another night or two," I say as I place some heroin on the foil and start to heat it up.
"Oh, that sucks. You working tonight?"
"Yeah at six," I say, still heating up the drug.
"Me too."
"Do you know what time it is now?" I ask Jeph, filling up my needle.
"4:30, I think."
"Okay, good. I've got a few hours to get all fucked up before I have to be at work," I say, placing a tourniquet around my arm and slowly sticking the needle my arm and into my vein, and slowly pushing my drug in.
"You wanna get some alcohol?" Jeph asks.
"Hell........yeah," I say, slowly feeling the relief of the drug running through my veins.
"Okay, cool. I didn't wanna drink alone. Makes me feel like a alcoholic. I'll be right back," Jeph says, laughing and standing up then walking around the corner and down the alleyway.I laid my head back against the brick wall, blinking my eyes slowly. I love this feeling; it's the best in the world. I can't wait till work tonight. I love getting up on stage and dancing for people, especially when I'm fucked up. Makes for a great show.
"Hey," Jeph says as he sits back down next to me and reaches into the brown bag.
"What'd you get?" I ask, putting my head on his shoulder.
"Captain Morgan 100 proof," he says, smiling at me.
"Nice," I say, smiling back at him as he open the bottle and take a drink.
"What you got planned after we get off?" I ask as he passes me the bottle.
"Not sure yet. I'll most likely come back out here and get fucked up," he says, laughing as I take a drink from the bottle.
"Just like every night," I say, chuckling.
"Yep, wanna join me?" he says, smiling and handing me back the bottle.
Jeph is about the only friend I have. We met when I first started working here. At the time, the only thing we had in common was our drug usage. The more we talked and hung out, the more we learned about each other and the more we found out what we had in common. We've hooked up a couple of times. Just for fun because everyone needs a little loving in their life even now and then.
As we sit, drink, and shoot up a few more times, it quickly approaches six, and we need to get inside and start to get ready. We both struggle to our feet, laughing at one another. Jeph opens the back door to Jazzhands, and we stumble inside.
I walk over to my area, and start to undress. I open up my bag and pull out my tight pair of short shorts and slip them on. I walk over to the mirror and glance at myself, standing there in my short tight shorts, pretty much naked with all my tattoos exposed.
"Ready?" Jeph says, walking up behind me. We're going to do a dance together tonight.
"Yeah," I say, following him out on stage with grins on our faces.
As Jim announces our names, and we walk out onto a dark stage. I take my places me on one side of the stage with Jeph on the other. We grab a hold of our poles as the music starts up and the lights get brighter; the strobe lights start going. My heart starts to beat faster, and I go numb from all the drugs and alcohol in my system. It's a great feeling. As the music starts getting louder, I start dancing on my pole, grinding up and down on it. Guys and girls are handing me money as I dance for them.
Jeph slowly starts to work his way toward me, He has an evil look in his eye, and it's turning me on bad. As he comes closer. the more the crowd cheers and throws money. I spin around on my pole. and as I'm finishing my spin Jeph is right up against me grinding himself against my backside. I let out a moan; all I want to do is turn him around and fuck him.
My body is tingling all over, and Jeph spins me around so I'm facing him. He kisses me then kisses down my neck and slowly works his way down my body until he reaches the top of my shorts. He grabs them with his teeth and pulls them outward I look out into the crowd, and I'm pretty sure I see Gerard sitting at a table in the back of the room.
Jeph slowly starts to pass his hands all over my body, and I soon end up with a erection and of course Jeph notices, and as I look down at him he gives me a evil grin. With my back up against the pole, Jeph moves for my shorts and with his teeth he pulls down my shorts and the group of guys, including Gerard, start to cheer and throw more money up onto the stage. Jeph starts to rub my thighs, and I let out a moan. He always knows what gets to me. Always.
Jeph stops to look up at me and smiles right before he takes me into his mouth. I let out a loud moan as he moves his tongue around my rock hard dick. As he moves his tongue and mouth around my dick, the louder I moan and the more the crowd is getting riled up, and it just turns me on more. Within no time, I'm cumming into Jeph's mouth with loud grunts and moans. Jeph swallows and winks at me as I fall to the floor. I can hardly breathe; it was so amazing being sucked off with a crowd of people watching, throwing money at me. Money I need.
Then next thing I know, Jim and Mark are helping me off of the stage. I can barely walk; they help sit down next to my changing area. I sit down with a big sigh. I'm so fucked up right now, but all I can thing about is Gerard. He was in the crowd watching me. I find my way to my bag and pull out my foil and heroin and start to heat it up. All I want right now is a hit.
"Hey."
"Hi," I say to Jeph quickly.
"That was awesome. We each made around 500 tonight," he says to me with a big smile on his face.
"Really?" I say back with a big smile but probably for a different reason.
"Yep. We should do that more often," Jeph says to me as I fill my veins with my drug.
I just grunt at Jeph. Everything was going blurry. Fading. All I could see was Jeph, Jim, and Gerard standing around me saying something, but I don't know what they're saying.
"Why is Gerard here? Wha....Wh..." I think before every thing goes dark.
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