Categories > Celebrities > My Chemical Romance > Secret in Silence
so i went through this whole story and decided i wasn't too happy with it. i'm not good at writing like some of you have stated. so there are some new stuff if the old chapters if you feel up to reading it.
Honey this bunk isn't big enough for the two of us
"Frank what are you doing?!" I shouted as the young guitarist jumped up on my bunk. The pressure from his weight was too much for my sketch supplies and they splattered in every direction on the floor. "You're going to pick that--"
His eyes widened as he pressed his hand firmly over my mouth. "Sshh he'll find me!"
“ Frank, get off my bunk." Frank had me pinned to the wall and his calming scent was radiating off him flowing into my head. I swallowed hard when I noticed the proximity between us.
"But your brother, he’s gonna find me if you don’t keep quit.” His words caught me off guard but I had to stifle my laugh that was close to escaping my mouth.
"What'd you do to him this time?" I raised my eyebrows as I pushed him off of me so I could sit up straight.
"I didn't do anything! He started it all. If he hadn't 'accidentally' spilt his water on me then I wouldn't have 'accidentally' stepped on his sidekick." He said quite annoyed.
"Umm..so you stepped on his sidekick and all he did was pour water on you?" I had to roll my eyes at how childish Frank could be at times.
"It's not like I knew he put it under the desk in the dressing room. His sidekick was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. Kinda like your sketch supplies." He paused on that last part to stick his tongue out at me.
"Besides it's not broken just a bit scratched...okay and you can't really dial number 2 anymore but still."
"You're so immature.." I stated.
"No, I just choose not to act as stuck up and mature as you!" He spat.
"Watch your tongue Iero!" I was about ready to push him off.
"Or what?" He challenged back. His eyes flashed and I noticed the hazel color that they held. There was just a perfect amount of green to compliment the honey brown shade. The amazing colors seemed to draw me in until I heard a voice calling me back to reality.
"Well..?"
“ Or I'll push you off that's what!" I know it wasn't the best but it's all I could think of. I couldn't even recall why he was on my bed when I looked into his eyes. I never really noticed how beautiful they really were. No wonder all the fan girls went crazy over him.
"Ooh that's just rich Way!" The words seemed to roll off his tongue mocking me.
Before I could grab his shoulders to push him off I found myself once again pinned down. Only this time my back was on my bed. I looked up surprised at how strong Frank was for his size. He gently pushed a strand of bleached white hair out of my face before grinning and leaning down so his lips barely brushed against my ear. A shiver ran up my spine and I felt a smile grace his lips as I did so. He nipped on my earlobe slightly causing me to gasp.
"..w-what are you--" he silenced me by placing a soft finger over my lips and pulled away just enough so I could make out what he said.
"If I go down I'm taking you with me." he replied with glee in him voice. I was about to open my mouth to ask him what that was all about but Mikey burst through he door.
"Oh shit..!" Frank whimpered and tried to hide under my covers which didn't really work seeing as we were currently lying on top of them.
"There you are you fuckface! You're gonna pay for my sidekick! Do you have any fucking idea how much that thing cost!" Mikey screamed at Frank at the top of his lungs while glaring daggers at the both of us.
His face suddenly fell when he noticed the position we were in. Frank had my arms pinned above my head while he hovered over my body. I tried to shift Frank off of me with no success. Mikey's eyes gleamed that mischievous look and just at that time Ray walked in the door saying that Jamia was on the phone for Frank.
As Mikey turned to leave he flipped the bird at Frank and told him this wasn't over then walked out the door. Frank hopped off my bunk and I mentally cursed him for putting me in this position. However at the same time I couldn't help but praise Jamia and Ray for their timing.
Frank wasn't the brightest one of us all, so I thought, but to put us both in a position like that was just uncomfortable. I know I should be use to it, heck even our band mates were use to it, and of course, the fans were. It’s all was just for show. When we feel the need to do something outrageous or something that would upset some people you just get lost in the moment. We did it on stage all the time. Wrapped our arms around each other, sang into the same mic, and then there was the countless kisses that we hungrily shared. It was just part of our performance. Nothing more, nothing less. I never really noticed how many times we'd done it but lately it has become harder to ignore. The sweat on stage seemed to be produced double when are proximity would increase. We enjoyed ourselves we really did but we knew where the line was drawn. And where the line wasn't to be crossed. So has it been crossed already?
Honey this bunk isn't big enough for the two of us
"Frank what are you doing?!" I shouted as the young guitarist jumped up on my bunk. The pressure from his weight was too much for my sketch supplies and they splattered in every direction on the floor. "You're going to pick that--"
His eyes widened as he pressed his hand firmly over my mouth. "Sshh he'll find me!"
“ Frank, get off my bunk." Frank had me pinned to the wall and his calming scent was radiating off him flowing into my head. I swallowed hard when I noticed the proximity between us.
"But your brother, he’s gonna find me if you don’t keep quit.” His words caught me off guard but I had to stifle my laugh that was close to escaping my mouth.
"What'd you do to him this time?" I raised my eyebrows as I pushed him off of me so I could sit up straight.
"I didn't do anything! He started it all. If he hadn't 'accidentally' spilt his water on me then I wouldn't have 'accidentally' stepped on his sidekick." He said quite annoyed.
"Umm..so you stepped on his sidekick and all he did was pour water on you?" I had to roll my eyes at how childish Frank could be at times.
"It's not like I knew he put it under the desk in the dressing room. His sidekick was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. Kinda like your sketch supplies." He paused on that last part to stick his tongue out at me.
"Besides it's not broken just a bit scratched...okay and you can't really dial number 2 anymore but still."
"You're so immature.." I stated.
"No, I just choose not to act as stuck up and mature as you!" He spat.
"Watch your tongue Iero!" I was about ready to push him off.
"Or what?" He challenged back. His eyes flashed and I noticed the hazel color that they held. There was just a perfect amount of green to compliment the honey brown shade. The amazing colors seemed to draw me in until I heard a voice calling me back to reality.
"Well..?"
“ Or I'll push you off that's what!" I know it wasn't the best but it's all I could think of. I couldn't even recall why he was on my bed when I looked into his eyes. I never really noticed how beautiful they really were. No wonder all the fan girls went crazy over him.
"Ooh that's just rich Way!" The words seemed to roll off his tongue mocking me.
Before I could grab his shoulders to push him off I found myself once again pinned down. Only this time my back was on my bed. I looked up surprised at how strong Frank was for his size. He gently pushed a strand of bleached white hair out of my face before grinning and leaning down so his lips barely brushed against my ear. A shiver ran up my spine and I felt a smile grace his lips as I did so. He nipped on my earlobe slightly causing me to gasp.
"..w-what are you--" he silenced me by placing a soft finger over my lips and pulled away just enough so I could make out what he said.
"If I go down I'm taking you with me." he replied with glee in him voice. I was about to open my mouth to ask him what that was all about but Mikey burst through he door.
"Oh shit..!" Frank whimpered and tried to hide under my covers which didn't really work seeing as we were currently lying on top of them.
"There you are you fuckface! You're gonna pay for my sidekick! Do you have any fucking idea how much that thing cost!" Mikey screamed at Frank at the top of his lungs while glaring daggers at the both of us.
His face suddenly fell when he noticed the position we were in. Frank had my arms pinned above my head while he hovered over my body. I tried to shift Frank off of me with no success. Mikey's eyes gleamed that mischievous look and just at that time Ray walked in the door saying that Jamia was on the phone for Frank.
As Mikey turned to leave he flipped the bird at Frank and told him this wasn't over then walked out the door. Frank hopped off my bunk and I mentally cursed him for putting me in this position. However at the same time I couldn't help but praise Jamia and Ray for their timing.
Frank wasn't the brightest one of us all, so I thought, but to put us both in a position like that was just uncomfortable. I know I should be use to it, heck even our band mates were use to it, and of course, the fans were. It’s all was just for show. When we feel the need to do something outrageous or something that would upset some people you just get lost in the moment. We did it on stage all the time. Wrapped our arms around each other, sang into the same mic, and then there was the countless kisses that we hungrily shared. It was just part of our performance. Nothing more, nothing less. I never really noticed how many times we'd done it but lately it has become harder to ignore. The sweat on stage seemed to be produced double when are proximity would increase. We enjoyed ourselves we really did but we knew where the line was drawn. And where the line wasn't to be crossed. So has it been crossed already?
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