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HEART ATTACK
"Mwaha!" Gerard said, pecking Frank on the lips, and got up and brushed off his pants.
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"HEART ATTACK"
Ray and Matt worked really fast, pacing, and only taking 30second breaks, and getting right back to it. They must of really been trying to impress the girls, because once again, Emily and Brittany were all over them, giving them shouts and hollers, I almost went death when Matt took off his shirt.
Everybody was now waiting for Gerard to come out, Mikey and me had already gathered all of our bags and thrown it in the van, packed the equipment (Ray&Matt), and got directions from Brittany and Emily.
I sat on the ground checking my messages.
My mom:
'Franklin this is your mother. Why haven't you called me? Do you want your poor mother to have an HEART ATTACK? I miss you so much, and you don't even call and check up on me, or let me check up on you.' I knew this speech, I knew this speech well, it was the speech that made me decided to want to leave, with this band, I couldn't stay under my mother's wing like I had been, for so long, I had to go. I was a man.
'After I gave you the BREATHE OF LIFE! I see, see if you get a birthday present from me young man.' She was now crying, I hated to hear her cry. ' I miss you so much Sweetie, I just want to know if you're okay, call me, when you get this.' I honestly did not mean to forgotten to call her back; I was just simply forgot that she called the night before. But I made a note in my head to call her, as soon as possible. Hell I should call her now.
MY POV
"Hold on real quick mom." Frank covered the phone mic, and snapped his head in Gerard's direction, he was now sitting down beside Frank moving his hands around Franks waist and back.
Gerard smiled, and laid his head on Frank's shoulder. "FUCK! GERARD COME ON, MY MOM IS ON THE PHONE!" Gerard perked up a little, and gave frank a apologetic smile.
"Mwaha!" Gerard said, pecking Frank on the lips, and got up and brushed off his pants.
"I didn't say you had to go." Frank said more calmly letting his hand close the phone, trying to reach for Gerard's hands. "Fuck!" Frank yelled, whipping open the phone, and dialing his mothers number again.
Gerard bent down and pecked Frank on the cheek. "Talk to your mother. She called me like 4 times when I was in the shower and told me to tell you to call her." He said walking away, and joining Mikey and Matt talk up Emily and Brittany. Ray was currently in the bathroom, taking way to mother fucking long as usual.
Frank had finally gotten back on the phone with his mother, only to be told that she was watching her stories and he would have to talk to her later, but not until judge Mathis, and a lot of other shows, that he forgot the names to, because of her rushing him off the phone so fast. 'I miss you so much, and you don't even call and check up on me, or let me check up on you.' Weren't those her words, for him to check up on her, or did she mean, only when she wasn't watching or having any other fun without him. This was stupid. Why does it matter? Frank had left his mother at home all alone, just because he's gone, she can't have a life? Even if it is poker night, bingo night, or sit in front of the tv all day, she's til having fun.
Frank looked around where he was. He was in a freaking parking space, and it was really dirty. Frank looked up and stared at Gerard talking to Emily, mikey, and Matt. They all looked like they weren't bored, and frank knew he should go over there instead of sitting on the ground being freaking anti-social, acting like he's about to use his phone, even though he can't possibly think of anybody to call, he wasn't in the mood to talk to anyways, except Gerard.
The wind blew and Gerard's bangs that he just put behind his ear moved right into his face, making Gerard push them back, but once again they fell into his face, it made Frank smile, and want to just run up to Gerard and move them out of his way for him, even though he would get some weird-
"So do you always stare out in space?" Frank jumped at the sound of Brittany's voice so close, he didn't even hear her walk over to him. And what was she talking about space; clearly Frank had a subject he thought.
Brittany crouched down just a little to hear Frank response, only because she couldn't sit down, on the account that her skirt was too short. "I wasn't look into space, I mean I wasn't looking into space, I was...I.....was...thinking...
about your party." He lied but he knew she would get excited.
"Yeah I know. It's going to be so much. Just don't start shit at my party, I don't want any fights, I don't play that shit, you will get thrown the fuck out. Okay probably not, but don't do it anyways." She said going through her purse pulling out a compact mirror and eyeliner. "Shit!" Brittany said looking into her mirror. "God it looks like I have face paint shit on me, instead of make up." She said turning to frank, gesturing at her eyes and blush, on her cheeks.
"On the plus side you're a pretty clown." Frank said staring at her for a longtime, smiling at her, because he knew he had got to her, before looking away, and staring at Gerard. Brittany face spread bright red; She tried to cover her face with her mirror, and eyeliner even though she knew that he wasn't looking at her anymore.
"Where is Ray?" Brittany asked Frank, after she had calmed down, and she was for sure her color was back to normal. "We need to get on the road, and get to my house, and start jamming to you guys music."
Frank turned and faced Brittany pulling out a cigarette and lighted it. It was about time for one of those. "Um, he's in the bathroom... yeah I know..." Frank said exhaling from his cigarette. "Anyways about your party, why did you decide to find a band so late? I understand you were focused on getting your parents out of town, but why so late?" Brittany placed all her make up that she used, right back in her bag, and then sat in silence for a while before answering.
"Well I did have a band." She said. "It's just that there mother fucking stupid drummer had to go out of fucking town, and he wouldn't be getting back until 2 days after my party. I don't know why he couldn't tell me this a week before my party, I knew he knew that he would be leaving. God some people are dumb."
"That sucks."
"Yeah I know. So the band had to find a replacement drummer, or I had to find a new band." Brittany was getting steamed. "I chose to find another band, because if we would have found another drummer, they would have had to teach him all there songs and shit, and I wasn't with that. Just would have taken too long."
Frank took one more long drag before throwing his cigarette into the grass. "Well I'm so happy you found us. What was the band's name anyways? Were they any good?" Frank said taking a little more interest in the conversation.
"They were great!" Brittany said not so mad anymore. " I mean it's going to be tough for you guys to beat. The bar they set in Chicago is very high. But there not even from here. Man I forgot there name. It's-"
"Why are they here then? How can you forget the bands name?"
"I sincerely just had it...there from Utah, there just here because Emily has a friend that is related to the bassist, and she asked her friend if she could get them to play. Because they're so well known here, and so many people would be so jealous if I had them to play. But I have faith that you guys will be at their level, or over it. Hey you guys may even get some new fans." Brittany told him smiling from ear to ear, but still deep down inside scared as hell, that there going to suck.. What would she do if they were garbage? Still let them play, or just tell everybody that there wasn't going to be a band?
"Hopefully we will."
"I know you guys will." Brittany looked away nervous again, she didn't want to let Frank see her, confidence disappear. Someone once told her that they could tell that she was lying because her nose would move. Weird. "Plus the band, there practically live in Chicago there always here. I don't know why, it's nothing spectacular, about this place." Brittany shifted. " I can't wait to have the spot on me...." She stopped. "Hold on...standing with the spotlight on me.... Not enough to feed the hungry.. I'm tired... that's there lyrics, which are from their song taste of ink. There name is the.... Brand.... The... can...the.... u-"
"Okay guys we can go now." Ray said merging from the motel.
*I wrote 2 different stories for this chapter. It was really frustrating, but sorry about the delay, trying to pass SpanishII is really hard. But yeah. since I had such a long wait.(not really.[I'm not the most patience person alive, and I like to get have what I want when I want it, and that's without a wait. I'll make sure I can get another chapter out, before Thursday.
Ray and Matt worked really fast, pacing, and only taking 30second breaks, and getting right back to it. They must of really been trying to impress the girls, because once again, Emily and Brittany were all over them, giving them shouts and hollers, I almost went death when Matt took off his shirt.
Everybody was now waiting for Gerard to come out, Mikey and me had already gathered all of our bags and thrown it in the van, packed the equipment (Ray&Matt), and got directions from Brittany and Emily.
I sat on the ground checking my messages.
My mom:
'Franklin this is your mother. Why haven't you called me? Do you want your poor mother to have an HEART ATTACK? I miss you so much, and you don't even call and check up on me, or let me check up on you.' I knew this speech, I knew this speech well, it was the speech that made me decided to want to leave, with this band, I couldn't stay under my mother's wing like I had been, for so long, I had to go. I was a man.
'After I gave you the BREATHE OF LIFE! I see, see if you get a birthday present from me young man.' She was now crying, I hated to hear her cry. ' I miss you so much Sweetie, I just want to know if you're okay, call me, when you get this.' I honestly did not mean to forgotten to call her back; I was just simply forgot that she called the night before. But I made a note in my head to call her, as soon as possible. Hell I should call her now.
MY POV
"Hold on real quick mom." Frank covered the phone mic, and snapped his head in Gerard's direction, he was now sitting down beside Frank moving his hands around Franks waist and back.
Gerard smiled, and laid his head on Frank's shoulder. "FUCK! GERARD COME ON, MY MOM IS ON THE PHONE!" Gerard perked up a little, and gave frank a apologetic smile.
"Mwaha!" Gerard said, pecking Frank on the lips, and got up and brushed off his pants.
"I didn't say you had to go." Frank said more calmly letting his hand close the phone, trying to reach for Gerard's hands. "Fuck!" Frank yelled, whipping open the phone, and dialing his mothers number again.
Gerard bent down and pecked Frank on the cheek. "Talk to your mother. She called me like 4 times when I was in the shower and told me to tell you to call her." He said walking away, and joining Mikey and Matt talk up Emily and Brittany. Ray was currently in the bathroom, taking way to mother fucking long as usual.
Frank had finally gotten back on the phone with his mother, only to be told that she was watching her stories and he would have to talk to her later, but not until judge Mathis, and a lot of other shows, that he forgot the names to, because of her rushing him off the phone so fast. 'I miss you so much, and you don't even call and check up on me, or let me check up on you.' Weren't those her words, for him to check up on her, or did she mean, only when she wasn't watching or having any other fun without him. This was stupid. Why does it matter? Frank had left his mother at home all alone, just because he's gone, she can't have a life? Even if it is poker night, bingo night, or sit in front of the tv all day, she's til having fun.
Frank looked around where he was. He was in a freaking parking space, and it was really dirty. Frank looked up and stared at Gerard talking to Emily, mikey, and Matt. They all looked like they weren't bored, and frank knew he should go over there instead of sitting on the ground being freaking anti-social, acting like he's about to use his phone, even though he can't possibly think of anybody to call, he wasn't in the mood to talk to anyways, except Gerard.
The wind blew and Gerard's bangs that he just put behind his ear moved right into his face, making Gerard push them back, but once again they fell into his face, it made Frank smile, and want to just run up to Gerard and move them out of his way for him, even though he would get some weird-
"So do you always stare out in space?" Frank jumped at the sound of Brittany's voice so close, he didn't even hear her walk over to him. And what was she talking about space; clearly Frank had a subject he thought.
Brittany crouched down just a little to hear Frank response, only because she couldn't sit down, on the account that her skirt was too short. "I wasn't look into space, I mean I wasn't looking into space, I was...I.....was...thinking...
about your party." He lied but he knew she would get excited.
"Yeah I know. It's going to be so much. Just don't start shit at my party, I don't want any fights, I don't play that shit, you will get thrown the fuck out. Okay probably not, but don't do it anyways." She said going through her purse pulling out a compact mirror and eyeliner. "Shit!" Brittany said looking into her mirror. "God it looks like I have face paint shit on me, instead of make up." She said turning to frank, gesturing at her eyes and blush, on her cheeks.
"On the plus side you're a pretty clown." Frank said staring at her for a longtime, smiling at her, because he knew he had got to her, before looking away, and staring at Gerard. Brittany face spread bright red; She tried to cover her face with her mirror, and eyeliner even though she knew that he wasn't looking at her anymore.
"Where is Ray?" Brittany asked Frank, after she had calmed down, and she was for sure her color was back to normal. "We need to get on the road, and get to my house, and start jamming to you guys music."
Frank turned and faced Brittany pulling out a cigarette and lighted it. It was about time for one of those. "Um, he's in the bathroom... yeah I know..." Frank said exhaling from his cigarette. "Anyways about your party, why did you decide to find a band so late? I understand you were focused on getting your parents out of town, but why so late?" Brittany placed all her make up that she used, right back in her bag, and then sat in silence for a while before answering.
"Well I did have a band." She said. "It's just that there mother fucking stupid drummer had to go out of fucking town, and he wouldn't be getting back until 2 days after my party. I don't know why he couldn't tell me this a week before my party, I knew he knew that he would be leaving. God some people are dumb."
"That sucks."
"Yeah I know. So the band had to find a replacement drummer, or I had to find a new band." Brittany was getting steamed. "I chose to find another band, because if we would have found another drummer, they would have had to teach him all there songs and shit, and I wasn't with that. Just would have taken too long."
Frank took one more long drag before throwing his cigarette into the grass. "Well I'm so happy you found us. What was the band's name anyways? Were they any good?" Frank said taking a little more interest in the conversation.
"They were great!" Brittany said not so mad anymore. " I mean it's going to be tough for you guys to beat. The bar they set in Chicago is very high. But there not even from here. Man I forgot there name. It's-"
"Why are they here then? How can you forget the bands name?"
"I sincerely just had it...there from Utah, there just here because Emily has a friend that is related to the bassist, and she asked her friend if she could get them to play. Because they're so well known here, and so many people would be so jealous if I had them to play. But I have faith that you guys will be at their level, or over it. Hey you guys may even get some new fans." Brittany told him smiling from ear to ear, but still deep down inside scared as hell, that there going to suck.. What would she do if they were garbage? Still let them play, or just tell everybody that there wasn't going to be a band?
"Hopefully we will."
"I know you guys will." Brittany looked away nervous again, she didn't want to let Frank see her, confidence disappear. Someone once told her that they could tell that she was lying because her nose would move. Weird. "Plus the band, there practically live in Chicago there always here. I don't know why, it's nothing spectacular, about this place." Brittany shifted. " I can't wait to have the spot on me...." She stopped. "Hold on...standing with the spotlight on me.... Not enough to feed the hungry.. I'm tired... that's there lyrics, which are from their song taste of ink. There name is the.... Brand.... The... can...the.... u-"
"Okay guys we can go now." Ray said merging from the motel.
*I wrote 2 different stories for this chapter. It was really frustrating, but sorry about the delay, trying to pass SpanishII is really hard. But yeah. since I had such a long wait.(not really.[I'm not the most patience person alive, and I like to get have what I want when I want it, and that's without a wait. I'll make sure I can get another chapter out, before Thursday.
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