Frank P.O.V
I stand right in Gee's door way as I watch Mikey toss clear glass bottles underneath Gee's bed.
"EW Gerard, throw away your empty juice bottles like seriously. Mom does come down here you know."
I watch every bottles as it hits the floor, and rolls farther under his bed. Memories of my dad start to flash through my mind. When i was a kid, my dad used to drink so much. Whenever my mom used to leave the house to do her usual business she left me dad in charge. But I was the one who baby-sat him. I was maybe seven and anything my dad would say was "Hey Frankie boy get me another beer." My mom never knew this, I mean. Who would she believe? even if I did tell her, my dad would deny sitting in front of a television all night and make his son fetch his booze for him.
My thoughts crash down when I see Mikey hiding the last bottle.
I look back up to Gee, I'm worried for him, I don't want him to end up as someone like my dad. From what Mikey says, he has so much potential. And booze is the perfect thing to ruin it.
"Woah, Gee how much do you drink?" All I can say. I still look Gerard in his green eyes, his gaze is set on the many paper scattered across his bedroom floor. Both drawings and photographs. He just shrugs to my question.
"Who knows how old they are. I mean, I haven't gone through my room since freshman year. When I did start fucking my life up." My face is emotionless. I can't believe what i just heard.
I watch Gee's eyes fill with worry as he scratches his head as he tries to change the subject.
"So, you like scary movies?" Gee purrs as I watch his hand reach for mine and I lock my fingers between his. Do i even have to think about the question?
I happy smiles cracks on my face and I nod my head. "I love them."
I wait for a smile to appear on Gee's face and one does.

Gee pats my back as he leads me farther in his room. Now I can finally observe his room with Bob being absent.
I stare at his four black walls as they're covered with band posters. Black Flag, Misfits, Anthrax, Rancid.. Even a Suicide Silence poster. I guess Gee caught me staring as he brings up a story about them.
"Hey, Mikes remember we went to that Suicide Silence concert?" I hear gee's laugh and it makess me smile. I turn my head to Mikey as he reads a Batman comic with ray on the couch. I watch him look up and jump up from the couch with a smile. "Dude, how could I not? We were like third row and you almost passed out to Mitch." I can't help myself but to laugh. I can totally see Gee pass out to hot band members.
"Okay, Mitch is like perfect, even you can't deny that Ray." Gerard winks and I watch Ray's eyes roll.
"Oh totally."
"It's still sad that he had to die.." I catch myself butting myself into the conversation.
Gerard hangs his head. "May he stomp with the angels.."
"Amen," Ray and Mikey pray in sync.
I look over to Mikey, and I see him look at me.
"Oh, guys. Frank wants to watch a movie." He blurts out. Fuck..
"Okay, what one?" Ray asks with bouncing his afro.
"House on Haunted Hill?" Gerard suggestions. Hmm, mental asylum movies.. Wonder what's stored up in his head.
"NO GEE THAT MOVIE REALLY CREEPS ME OUT. YOU KNOW I'M TERRIFIED OF MENTAL HOSPITALS!!" Mikey whines as he sits himself down on the floor next to Gee's couch.
"Uhh.. My Soul to Take?" Ray suggests.
"Do you guys have IT?" I catch myself asking. I've always loved Stephen King and with the movie being so long.. means more time with Gerard.
"OMG YES WE EFFING LOVE CLOWNS" Mikey jumps up from the floor and runs to a closet on the other end of the room. When he swings the door open, my jaw drops to a giant bookshelf FULL of movies.
"Gee.. are those all horror movies?" I stare at all the black cases and I watch Mikey come back with It. I smile.
"Yep... Mom really worries about me and Mikey sometimes." Mikey laughs along with Ray.
"Ha, I've heard that she's worried about you two becoming serial killers or some weird psychos." Ray jokes and I can't help myself to laugh.
"My mom blames my birthday when I watch too many horror movies." I mention and the room turns their heads on me.
"Woah you don't mean... Do you?" Mikey's jaw drops and I just smile.
"Yeah.. I was born on Halloween."

Notes

Here's a little update for you guys. Sorry it isn't much :/ but I'll edit this chapter more in the morning. I'm sorry I'm just really tired and had a rough day. But I promise to add some Ferard and put Carol Ann back in here. And I might start the horror fan fic in October for you guys. I'll make the chapters longer in that one so you have more to read when I update. I'll try to update more because i want you guys to be happy. And Thank you for all the lovley comments, I read them all. And Thank you to everyone who subscribes and votes this up. I can't thank you enough. Like, I don't know what it's like to read this and not be the writer. Is this simalr to other fan fictions? I don't know I'm sorta curious. But omigod thank you for 1,600 veiws!! This is more than I ever imagined. And you guys never let me down! i love you all and keep on writing more of your fan fiction. If you send me a link I'll read it! I love reading what you guys write. Thanks again.
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