A Series of The Luckiest Events
I Wish the Goblins Would Take You, Right Now.
"Oh jack!" I moaned as I heard the babies crying shrieks from his downstairs room. I got up and threw on a "Starz" sweatshirt and my cargo pants. Tip-toeing down the stairs I knew I may as well forget about the chances of sleep.
I turned on the light as I walked into the baby boy's room, cooing to him. "Shhh- Shh Jack. It's okay baby boy. I got ya- Summer's got ya. Shh-shh." I cradeled him in my arms, his head on my shoulder while we trudged out of the room, and onto the pourch again. I began to sing, because for some reason- singing soothed my baby cousin. I sat him on my lap to face the world, he loved the outdoors and looking into the night. He was only 3 months but he loved My Chemical Romance already. His shallow breaths became steady and smooth. He was calming down. I began to sing to him again- just like every night.
"When the lights go out Will you take me with you
And carry all this broken bone
Through six years down in crowded rooms
And highways I call home?
Something I can't know 'til now.
'Til you pick me off the ground
With a brick in hand, your lip-gloss smile,
Your scraped-up knees.
And if you stay I will either wait all night
Or until my heart explodes.
How long?
'Til we find our way in the dark and out of harm
You can run away with me anytime you want
Terrified of what I'd be
As a kid from what I've seen
Every single day when people try
And put the pieces back together
Just to smash them down
Turn my headphones up real loud
I don't think I need them now
'Cause you stopped the noise.
And if you stay I would even wait all night
Or until my heart explodes.
How long?
'Til we find our way In the dark and out of harm
You can run away with me anytime you want"
I rocked him in the rocking chair, and smiled to him. "Jack, you're lucky you have a good person to take care of you.. If you weren't so cute I might have sent you to the Goblin King! But I guess that isn't that big of a deal, David Bowie is pretty awesome, not to mention hot." I chuckled at my own remark. "David Bowie is hot." A voice came from beside me and I shot my head in that direction, wrapping my arms protectivaly around my little Jack who was peering couriously at the stranger. "You should keep singing, you could save someone's life, you saved mine." He said and turned around, as quickly as he came he left Gone. I shivered at the awkward and weird event that had just happened. "Booogah" Jack said, spit making it sound disformed. "You said it Jack."
-Only until the day after did I realize who had aproached me that night. I had no idea why Gerard Way was in Texas, I had no idea why he was in my neighborhood, and I had no idea why he approached me that night. I searched and searched, but no answers rose to the question. So I continued living. Jack still waking up in the middle of the night, and me still singing to him. It was weeks- maybe a month after the event on the porch when I was sitting with Jack that day. It was 3:00 P.M. A Saturday. I had my legs up, Jack sitting in between my legs, his back and head leaning against my stomach. I had a bottle in his mouth, and a cup of coffee in mine. My family was out at Six Flags, I didn't go because- ew -rollercoasters. We sat watching the Comic-Channel and I was estatic when I figured out that Gerard Way was being interviewed today about the new Killjoy comic.
About halfway into the interview baby Jack was snuggled and asleep in my arms as I watched the interview.
"So Gerard, what was your insperation for the little girl on the porch? What do you call her- uhm..?"
"Oh! You mean OXY Venin? She was inspired by a real life girl I met! I know it's been rummered that is is Bandit- that isn't true."
"Tell us how you two met!"
"Well, uhm, I was going to see my Aunt who lives in Texas, and I was getting really depressed with the band ending and all. So I went for a walk in the middle of the night. I had a bottle of liquor that I was surely about to down. Then all the sudden a beautiful voice had gotten me to look up. I sat the bottle down and walked over to the person because, go figure- she was singing 'Summertime'. I stood and listened. She had a baby boy in between her legs just like in the comic, and when she finished she began talking to the baby about David Bowie and The Labrynth and I just interupted her. I walked off and went straight home to finish the comic- new insperation inside of me. The liquor bottle long forgotten."
I starred at the T.V. screen for a long time. My mouth was open, my mind racing, my heart beating in my ears, and the sound of the T.V. blocked out by my thoughts. "Oh-My-Fucking-God" I whispered. Slowly I got up, and took Jack to his room- laying him in his crib. I raced up the stairs and flew into my room tearing open the clear packaging of the new comic I had yet to read. "Danger Days: The True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys"
I flipped through the pages, not even reading until I found my page. There I was, black high top converse, khaki cargos, a black and dirty V neck, sitting on a ranshacked houses porch, singing to a little baby boy. In the story I was named OXY Venin and I saved Poison from going to alcohol. I couldn't believe it. I could not believe what had happened.
Jack began to cry and wail just as the doorbell rang and I frowned, not quite over my smilies yet. Running down the stairs- and almost dying in the processes I grabbed Jack and ran to the door. "Hello?" I said opening the door.
"Uhm, hi, my family just moved in down the street and I saw your baby-sitting flyer. My wife just got a job, and I am never home. We have three kids, and you would only have to baby sit them from 8 A.M. to 12 P.M. Oh yeah, and uhm, I'm Frank Iero, nice to meet you."
My eyes watered up as I smiled at him and put my hand out to shake, "Summer Alexis, and it would be my pleasure"
When I finally closed the door I put my back against it and slid down, Jack sitting in my lap. I giggled a little, and smiled a cheesey grin. Because of the crying, pouting, vomiting, best little cousin I had, I had got to meet Frank Iero and be a part of Gerard Way's comic.
My life had become a series of the luckiest events.
I turned on the light as I walked into the baby boy's room, cooing to him. "Shhh- Shh Jack. It's okay baby boy. I got ya- Summer's got ya. Shh-shh." I cradeled him in my arms, his head on my shoulder while we trudged out of the room, and onto the pourch again. I began to sing, because for some reason- singing soothed my baby cousin. I sat him on my lap to face the world, he loved the outdoors and looking into the night. He was only 3 months but he loved My Chemical Romance already. His shallow breaths became steady and smooth. He was calming down. I began to sing to him again- just like every night.
"When the lights go out Will you take me with you
And carry all this broken bone
Through six years down in crowded rooms
And highways I call home?
Something I can't know 'til now.
'Til you pick me off the ground
With a brick in hand, your lip-gloss smile,
Your scraped-up knees.
And if you stay I will either wait all night
Or until my heart explodes.
How long?
'Til we find our way in the dark and out of harm
You can run away with me anytime you want
Terrified of what I'd be
As a kid from what I've seen
Every single day when people try
And put the pieces back together
Just to smash them down
Turn my headphones up real loud
I don't think I need them now
'Cause you stopped the noise.
And if you stay I would even wait all night
Or until my heart explodes.
How long?
'Til we find our way In the dark and out of harm
You can run away with me anytime you want"
I rocked him in the rocking chair, and smiled to him. "Jack, you're lucky you have a good person to take care of you.. If you weren't so cute I might have sent you to the Goblin King! But I guess that isn't that big of a deal, David Bowie is pretty awesome, not to mention hot." I chuckled at my own remark. "David Bowie is hot." A voice came from beside me and I shot my head in that direction, wrapping my arms protectivaly around my little Jack who was peering couriously at the stranger. "You should keep singing, you could save someone's life, you saved mine." He said and turned around, as quickly as he came he left Gone. I shivered at the awkward and weird event that had just happened. "Booogah" Jack said, spit making it sound disformed. "You said it Jack."
-Only until the day after did I realize who had aproached me that night. I had no idea why Gerard Way was in Texas, I had no idea why he was in my neighborhood, and I had no idea why he approached me that night. I searched and searched, but no answers rose to the question. So I continued living. Jack still waking up in the middle of the night, and me still singing to him. It was weeks- maybe a month after the event on the porch when I was sitting with Jack that day. It was 3:00 P.M. A Saturday. I had my legs up, Jack sitting in between my legs, his back and head leaning against my stomach. I had a bottle in his mouth, and a cup of coffee in mine. My family was out at Six Flags, I didn't go because- ew -rollercoasters. We sat watching the Comic-Channel and I was estatic when I figured out that Gerard Way was being interviewed today about the new Killjoy comic.
About halfway into the interview baby Jack was snuggled and asleep in my arms as I watched the interview.
"So Gerard, what was your insperation for the little girl on the porch? What do you call her- uhm..?"
"Oh! You mean OXY Venin? She was inspired by a real life girl I met! I know it's been rummered that is is Bandit- that isn't true."
"Tell us how you two met!"
"Well, uhm, I was going to see my Aunt who lives in Texas, and I was getting really depressed with the band ending and all. So I went for a walk in the middle of the night. I had a bottle of liquor that I was surely about to down. Then all the sudden a beautiful voice had gotten me to look up. I sat the bottle down and walked over to the person because, go figure- she was singing 'Summertime'. I stood and listened. She had a baby boy in between her legs just like in the comic, and when she finished she began talking to the baby about David Bowie and The Labrynth and I just interupted her. I walked off and went straight home to finish the comic- new insperation inside of me. The liquor bottle long forgotten."
I starred at the T.V. screen for a long time. My mouth was open, my mind racing, my heart beating in my ears, and the sound of the T.V. blocked out by my thoughts. "Oh-My-Fucking-God" I whispered. Slowly I got up, and took Jack to his room- laying him in his crib. I raced up the stairs and flew into my room tearing open the clear packaging of the new comic I had yet to read. "Danger Days: The True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys"
I flipped through the pages, not even reading until I found my page. There I was, black high top converse, khaki cargos, a black and dirty V neck, sitting on a ranshacked houses porch, singing to a little baby boy. In the story I was named OXY Venin and I saved Poison from going to alcohol. I couldn't believe it. I could not believe what had happened.
Jack began to cry and wail just as the doorbell rang and I frowned, not quite over my smilies yet. Running down the stairs- and almost dying in the processes I grabbed Jack and ran to the door. "Hello?" I said opening the door.
"Uhm, hi, my family just moved in down the street and I saw your baby-sitting flyer. My wife just got a job, and I am never home. We have three kids, and you would only have to baby sit them from 8 A.M. to 12 P.M. Oh yeah, and uhm, I'm Frank Iero, nice to meet you."
My eyes watered up as I smiled at him and put my hand out to shake, "Summer Alexis, and it would be my pleasure"
When I finally closed the door I put my back against it and slid down, Jack sitting in my lap. I giggled a little, and smiled a cheesey grin. Because of the crying, pouting, vomiting, best little cousin I had, I had got to meet Frank Iero and be a part of Gerard Way's comic.
My life had become a series of the luckiest events.
@One_Of_The_Fabulous_Killjoys
It was a good dream!
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