When i was a young boy (Well not that young)
I'm cutting and cutting and cutting but the blood isn't pouring
Gerard P.O.V.
Lets just say i was a shoe in for the job. Ray absolutely adored me and since i was with Frank he loved me all the more. He told me to start that day, no interview or anything. That night at 6:00PM we left Mikey sulking on the couch and i arrived at my new job. Frank had taught me all the italian I would need at the bar. He was a very affective teacher. Especially since every 20 words/sentences i learned i got a blow job. Anyway, we started our shift and the Club was slow. Really slow. Like movement of earths crust slow. All we really did was clean tables and refill the alcohol supply. By 8:00 or 9:00 however things started speeding up. Girls in short dresses came in alone, or with a lot of friends. Guys with the hopes of scoring wandered in as well ordering drinks for themselves or for a lady. Depending on how attractive they were. I worked side by side with Frank filling shot glasses and mixing drinks. For me, it was easy as pie. Suddenly a tall figure appeared in front of me. I look up to see a freakishly attractive giant of a man sits down at the bar stool. He asked for a whiskey and i poured it for him, slid it to him and he smiled gratefully. He drinks the thing in two gulps and asks for another, then another.
"Wow rough day huh?" I say sympathetically. He nods, his blue eyes shining.
"Lets just say fighting with a crazy person is harder then it sounds, especially if your in love with them." he slurs. Oh i got exactly how he felt, on so many levels.
"Yeah I can agree with you on that." I smirk. Abruptly Frank walks up to us and says,
"Hey Gee hows your first day?"
"Well i'm having a delightful conversation with this here man." He looks over to see the guy and his face lights up.
"Andy how are you?" He exclaims.
"Frank hey." Andy says warmly, giving Frank a fist bump. "I've just met this very nice man... Gerard!" He says reading my name tag. Frank smiles at me and pecks me on the cheek and Andy's smile widens knowingly.
"What are you doing here?" Frank asks, "And wheres Jack?" At that statement, Andy's face falls and a tear falls down his face. Frank's smile disappears and he ducks out from behind the table to give the guy a hug.
"Oh god not again Andy." He says sympathetically.
"H-he was j-just to angry at me. I had t-to leave, I d-didn't even d-do anything wrong." He sobbed into my boyfriends shirt.
"It's ok big guy, it's alright. You want another drink?" He coaxes. Andy looks up with tears staining his face and nods. I quickly pour the guy a drink and he gulps that one down.
"Why don't you just stay here and chat ok? We promise we'll cheer you up." Frank smiles and Andy smiles a crooked smile as well. Franks walks back behind the bar and drags me a few yards away.
"He has this boyfriend and they fight a lot. I've known the kid since high school, he's a real sweet guy. So tall though." He says
"Well everyones tall to u sweetie." I tease and he punches me lightly on the shoulder. I walk back over to him and chat with him about his life and stuff, and about the upcoming football match between Arsenal and Manchester United. (We're talking the rest of the world football, not american football) He seems to be cheering up and conveniently drunk. Suddenly a raven haired youthful looking guys appears out of the crowd and pulls Andy around. It must've been that Jack guy, the boyfriend.
"I'm so sorry Andy, I never meant to hurt you." He cried. Andy was trying incredibly hard to look mad but the face melted and they were soon kissing passionately. Andy thanked me profusely and left hand in hand with Jack.
"Is this how it is all the time?" I ask Frank.
"Yup pretty much." He answers with a smirk and I laugh.
This was going to be a good job.
=TIME LAPSE=
Weeks had gone by and day after day I walked into the club with high spirits and a smile on my face. Many times Ray would let us off early because our P.D.A was a little too noticeable. We'd go home and say we were just going to cuddle and watch a movie but it would always turn into sex. Mikey said we were in "the honeymoon stage" and that this would stop occurring after a while. To be honest both of us were incredibly disappointed by that. Speaking of Mikey he got a job at the local movie theatre as that one person who stands there and rips your tickets for you. Pretty boring job but it was definitely worth the money. He had a totally different shift then us so we barely got to see him since while he was at home we were at work and while he was at work we were at home. We didn't mind though. We all had breakfast together, everyday. It was like a tradition with us. After that Mikey would leave and go check out the lost and found tent for the burned hotel and little by little our stuff would pop up. A lot of days would go by but sometimes Mikey would return home right as we're leaving with a little bundle of clothes or a watch, one day even my wallet showed up. We were incredibly grateful for that since inside was almost half of the 20'000$ i had saved up for the trip. Today me and Frank woke up in each others arms. We always wake up at about the same time and this morning was no exception. Frank smiles at me groggily and I kiss him on the nose. No words really needed to be spoken except 'good morning' and 'hey beautiful.' We get up, take our showers, get dressed and come out to see that Mikey was already gone. That was definitely strange. We make ourselves some cereal, Which pretty much means getting bowls, milk and a spoon, and eat it in silence. Without Mikey there was nobody there to tease. Once we had finished our bowls we put them in the sink and go sit on the coach for morning news. By this time I could speak and read Italian fairly well and i understood most of what the newspeople were saying. It was pretty much the same as in america. Two people were murdered here, a kidnapping happened last night, The Italians pull forward in the World Cup, The weather is cloudy with a chance of rain. Same old same old. We sat and snuggled and kissed. Frank made small talk about this guy he met in the bar last night who got so drunk he ended up flirting with a girl who was actually his sister. Suddenly Frank got up and said,
"Be right back." He smiles and kisses me on the cheek, then saunters out of the of the room. I thought nothing of it thinking he was going to the bathroom or something but then he comes back in with a big box. A present to be precise. For me. He sets it on my lap and and sits down next to me grinning. I look at him excited yet confused.
"Whats this?" I ask and he smiles even wider.
"Just open it and see." I tare off the wrapping and quickly open the box to see a bunch of band shirts.
"You were talking about a week ago about how you were so sad about losing all of your favorite band shirts and when you listed them off i couldn't help but try and find new ones for you. So i looked everywhere i could and go you new ones. Every band is accounted for, The Misfits, The Ramones, Smashing Pumpkins, Iron Maiden, Metallica, The smiths, Pearl Jam, and Nirvana." I look at him incredulously and then rooted through the t' shirts. He was right, all of the band shirts i had lost had been replaced. I grinned a cheshire grin and set the box down before tackling him with a huge hug and kissing him over and over and over.
"thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!" I squeal. He laughs and hugs me tighter. "Seriously this is the most amazing thing anyone has ever done for me." I look at him my eyes glowing and kiss him on the lips. Deeper this time. With all the affection I could muster up in my skinny body. He tangles his hands into my hair and smiles against my lips.
"I seriously love you." I say and then cover my mouth with my hand. I'd never said that to him before. Did he even feel the same way? Do i even feel the same way?
He blinks for a second and then smiles at me lovingly.
"I love you to sweetie." I light up inside and kiss him again. Just as i was about to get up and lead him inside my room for, well, you know, Mikey bursts into the door yelling wildly,
"THEY FOUND THEM THEY FOUND THEM!" My and Frank jump up.
"Dood what do you mean they found them? And where have you been?" I ask. I am so confused and Frank looks like he's about to smack the kid and yell 'GET YOURSELF TOGETHER MAN.'
"Oh i stayed the night with a girl, her names Alicia, beautiful girl. But that doesn't matter right now because THEY FOUND OUR PASSPORTS!"
"They what?" Frank pipes up, "No way!" There was a hint to something in his voice. I think i new what it was.
"What do we do? Do we leave?"
"Well I guess so Gerard, we have to, we have to get back to school. We've already missed two months. I know we called in and told them why we weren't going to be there. But still, I'd like to graduate."
He made a lot of sense. But how could i just leave? I had made a life here in these 8 weeks of being here. I was starting to love the place. I knew the language, the people were friendly, and the food was divine. And Frank, I was not about to leave Frank. I look down at the Passports Mikey had thrown on the table. We used to hope we would find these things but now, now all i had in my head was dread. I look at Frank and he bursts into tears. I scope him up in my arms and hug him tightly.
"No no no don't cry sugar, please don't cry. We'll figure something out, I could never leave you." He sobs and sobs.
"I need to talk to you Gerard. About the night i saw you at the bar." He says.
Lets just say i was a shoe in for the job. Ray absolutely adored me and since i was with Frank he loved me all the more. He told me to start that day, no interview or anything. That night at 6:00PM we left Mikey sulking on the couch and i arrived at my new job. Frank had taught me all the italian I would need at the bar. He was a very affective teacher. Especially since every 20 words/sentences i learned i got a blow job. Anyway, we started our shift and the Club was slow. Really slow. Like movement of earths crust slow. All we really did was clean tables and refill the alcohol supply. By 8:00 or 9:00 however things started speeding up. Girls in short dresses came in alone, or with a lot of friends. Guys with the hopes of scoring wandered in as well ordering drinks for themselves or for a lady. Depending on how attractive they were. I worked side by side with Frank filling shot glasses and mixing drinks. For me, it was easy as pie. Suddenly a tall figure appeared in front of me. I look up to see a freakishly attractive giant of a man sits down at the bar stool. He asked for a whiskey and i poured it for him, slid it to him and he smiled gratefully. He drinks the thing in two gulps and asks for another, then another.
"Wow rough day huh?" I say sympathetically. He nods, his blue eyes shining.
"Lets just say fighting with a crazy person is harder then it sounds, especially if your in love with them." he slurs. Oh i got exactly how he felt, on so many levels.
"Yeah I can agree with you on that." I smirk. Abruptly Frank walks up to us and says,
"Hey Gee hows your first day?"
"Well i'm having a delightful conversation with this here man." He looks over to see the guy and his face lights up.
"Andy how are you?" He exclaims.
"Frank hey." Andy says warmly, giving Frank a fist bump. "I've just met this very nice man... Gerard!" He says reading my name tag. Frank smiles at me and pecks me on the cheek and Andy's smile widens knowingly.
"What are you doing here?" Frank asks, "And wheres Jack?" At that statement, Andy's face falls and a tear falls down his face. Frank's smile disappears and he ducks out from behind the table to give the guy a hug.
"Oh god not again Andy." He says sympathetically.
"H-he was j-just to angry at me. I had t-to leave, I d-didn't even d-do anything wrong." He sobbed into my boyfriends shirt.
"It's ok big guy, it's alright. You want another drink?" He coaxes. Andy looks up with tears staining his face and nods. I quickly pour the guy a drink and he gulps that one down.
"Why don't you just stay here and chat ok? We promise we'll cheer you up." Frank smiles and Andy smiles a crooked smile as well. Franks walks back behind the bar and drags me a few yards away.
"He has this boyfriend and they fight a lot. I've known the kid since high school, he's a real sweet guy. So tall though." He says
"Well everyones tall to u sweetie." I tease and he punches me lightly on the shoulder. I walk back over to him and chat with him about his life and stuff, and about the upcoming football match between Arsenal and Manchester United. (We're talking the rest of the world football, not american football) He seems to be cheering up and conveniently drunk. Suddenly a raven haired youthful looking guys appears out of the crowd and pulls Andy around. It must've been that Jack guy, the boyfriend.
"I'm so sorry Andy, I never meant to hurt you." He cried. Andy was trying incredibly hard to look mad but the face melted and they were soon kissing passionately. Andy thanked me profusely and left hand in hand with Jack.
"Is this how it is all the time?" I ask Frank.
"Yup pretty much." He answers with a smirk and I laugh.
This was going to be a good job.
=TIME LAPSE=
Weeks had gone by and day after day I walked into the club with high spirits and a smile on my face. Many times Ray would let us off early because our P.D.A was a little too noticeable. We'd go home and say we were just going to cuddle and watch a movie but it would always turn into sex. Mikey said we were in "the honeymoon stage" and that this would stop occurring after a while. To be honest both of us were incredibly disappointed by that. Speaking of Mikey he got a job at the local movie theatre as that one person who stands there and rips your tickets for you. Pretty boring job but it was definitely worth the money. He had a totally different shift then us so we barely got to see him since while he was at home we were at work and while he was at work we were at home. We didn't mind though. We all had breakfast together, everyday. It was like a tradition with us. After that Mikey would leave and go check out the lost and found tent for the burned hotel and little by little our stuff would pop up. A lot of days would go by but sometimes Mikey would return home right as we're leaving with a little bundle of clothes or a watch, one day even my wallet showed up. We were incredibly grateful for that since inside was almost half of the 20'000$ i had saved up for the trip. Today me and Frank woke up in each others arms. We always wake up at about the same time and this morning was no exception. Frank smiles at me groggily and I kiss him on the nose. No words really needed to be spoken except 'good morning' and 'hey beautiful.' We get up, take our showers, get dressed and come out to see that Mikey was already gone. That was definitely strange. We make ourselves some cereal, Which pretty much means getting bowls, milk and a spoon, and eat it in silence. Without Mikey there was nobody there to tease. Once we had finished our bowls we put them in the sink and go sit on the coach for morning news. By this time I could speak and read Italian fairly well and i understood most of what the newspeople were saying. It was pretty much the same as in america. Two people were murdered here, a kidnapping happened last night, The Italians pull forward in the World Cup, The weather is cloudy with a chance of rain. Same old same old. We sat and snuggled and kissed. Frank made small talk about this guy he met in the bar last night who got so drunk he ended up flirting with a girl who was actually his sister. Suddenly Frank got up and said,
"Be right back." He smiles and kisses me on the cheek, then saunters out of the of the room. I thought nothing of it thinking he was going to the bathroom or something but then he comes back in with a big box. A present to be precise. For me. He sets it on my lap and and sits down next to me grinning. I look at him excited yet confused.
"Whats this?" I ask and he smiles even wider.
"Just open it and see." I tare off the wrapping and quickly open the box to see a bunch of band shirts.
"You were talking about a week ago about how you were so sad about losing all of your favorite band shirts and when you listed them off i couldn't help but try and find new ones for you. So i looked everywhere i could and go you new ones. Every band is accounted for, The Misfits, The Ramones, Smashing Pumpkins, Iron Maiden, Metallica, The smiths, Pearl Jam, and Nirvana." I look at him incredulously and then rooted through the t' shirts. He was right, all of the band shirts i had lost had been replaced. I grinned a cheshire grin and set the box down before tackling him with a huge hug and kissing him over and over and over.
"thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!" I squeal. He laughs and hugs me tighter. "Seriously this is the most amazing thing anyone has ever done for me." I look at him my eyes glowing and kiss him on the lips. Deeper this time. With all the affection I could muster up in my skinny body. He tangles his hands into my hair and smiles against my lips.
"I seriously love you." I say and then cover my mouth with my hand. I'd never said that to him before. Did he even feel the same way? Do i even feel the same way?
He blinks for a second and then smiles at me lovingly.
"I love you to sweetie." I light up inside and kiss him again. Just as i was about to get up and lead him inside my room for, well, you know, Mikey bursts into the door yelling wildly,
"THEY FOUND THEM THEY FOUND THEM!" My and Frank jump up.
"Dood what do you mean they found them? And where have you been?" I ask. I am so confused and Frank looks like he's about to smack the kid and yell 'GET YOURSELF TOGETHER MAN.'
"Oh i stayed the night with a girl, her names Alicia, beautiful girl. But that doesn't matter right now because THEY FOUND OUR PASSPORTS!"
"They what?" Frank pipes up, "No way!" There was a hint to something in his voice. I think i new what it was.
"What do we do? Do we leave?"
"Well I guess so Gerard, we have to, we have to get back to school. We've already missed two months. I know we called in and told them why we weren't going to be there. But still, I'd like to graduate."
He made a lot of sense. But how could i just leave? I had made a life here in these 8 weeks of being here. I was starting to love the place. I knew the language, the people were friendly, and the food was divine. And Frank, I was not about to leave Frank. I look down at the Passports Mikey had thrown on the table. We used to hope we would find these things but now, now all i had in my head was dread. I look at Frank and he bursts into tears. I scope him up in my arms and hug him tightly.
"No no no don't cry sugar, please don't cry. We'll figure something out, I could never leave you." He sobs and sobs.
"I need to talk to you Gerard. About the night i saw you at the bar." He says.
Notes
Well i'll just leave that there. Sorry about the cliffhanger. I had to.Btw did you like how i added Andy Biersack and Jack White? I know you did. Anywho more updates to come!
Stay Classy, and Stay Strong :)
Will this EVER be updated??? X
5/22/14