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Frikey Days: The True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys

Look Alive, Sunshine

I placed my bass down and yawned. We'd been recording Danger Days for about three months now and the final piece was coming along fast. I caught Frank staring at me and I winked. He blushed and looked away. I frowned and went to ask if he was OK when Gerard walked in.
"Right guys, take a break. When we come back we'll record Na Na Na and Planetary (GO!) then we'll finish for the day."
I nodded and stood up, walking outside before he could change his mind.

I leant against the wall outside just inhaling the fresh air. The recording booths could get really stuffy at times. Frank appeared next to me and I turned my head slightly.
"If you're smoking stand the other side of the door. You know I hate cigarette smoke."
He nodded but didn't move. I frowned slightly before pulling my jacket around me. I could see Frank was hesitating to talk and so turned to face him.
"What's up, dude? You seem distracted."
Our eyes met and he turned his head. I frowned again.
"Frank? What's going on with you? You've been acting weird since we started recording Danger Days."
"I-I've just had a lot on my mind lately."
"You can always talk to me, Frank, surely you know that by now?"
"No..... Not this time."
"Why?"
He bit his lip and stared at the ground before murmuring.
"You're the problem."
I stared at him before walking off down the street, tears slipping down my face. I heard someone call after me and I shook my head, starting to sprint. The tears fell freely. I didn't care about the album anymore, the band, our lives. I just wanted out of it. How could Frank say that to me? After everything I'd done for him. I walked down an alley and just sunk to my knees before sobbing hard. I'd fallen for him. Hard. Ages ago. My Chem's first ever show. I'd watched him at the front and my heart had soared. When Gerard wanted him to join the band I was the one to tell him. Frank meant everything, yet nothing to me. I looked up at footsteps and screamed before a knife found it's way into my chest. They leant down over me.
"Look alive, sunshine."

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Comments

Come on Frankkkkkkk

frnkoreo frnkoreo
3/9/14

@Ricky'sLittleHorror

tell the police someone nicked ya phone, or tell a teacher or what evs

@My_chemical_babe-X_X

They'd be harder than me...

@Ricky'sLittleHorror

Well there is another solution, beat up the mo fo's who think they're hard enough to mess with a MCR fan!

@My_chemical_babe-X_X

I got my phone but it's been cleared grrrr