Sex and violence.

"Where'd you learn to paint like that?" Drew lays on his side on his bed, staring at the canvas on my lap. Smothered in acrylics. I look back at him, finding his playful green eyes following the brush in my hand, I only blush at it.

"I don't know.. I guess I just sorta taught myself. I mean, I'm really patient so that maybe it." I shrug, who knows? I mean, I never really had art lessons other than the ones now in school but I don't really think those count. I stare at the brush in my hand.. The only time my body isn't shaky from anxiety.Art is my weapon I guess.

"Well, I think Frank will love it. It's beautiful." His eyes stare at the half painted dog on the dry canvas. My eyes meet with his as they gaze at the image of Picket. The way he looks at it makes me blush.. no one's ever complimented me on anything before.

"His birthday's tomorrow, right?" His words catch me off guard. Sending me out of my day dreams.

"Oh, yeah.. Which means I really need to get this done and go to the mall." Reality just sorta pissed on me now. His birthday's tomorrow and his painting is only halfway done. Plush I didn't get him that Black Flag shirt I wanted to get him.. Time is ticking Gerard..

"It's Saturday today, so after work just come back here and you can finish it. You can sleep over and I'll take you to the mall in the morning before I drop you back off." His eyes lock on me as he speaks. I only agree with his offer, I mean. I trust him and I'll get this done so what could go wrong?

"Frank's getting a tattoo at like noon tomorrow so you can drop me off at like one" I smile back at him before looking back at the canvas. Getting a blue black color on my brush, and finish painting Picket's fur. His eyes stay glued to me most of the time, but they only comfort me. Reminding me that there's always at least one person who needs me..



Frank's P.O.V

"Oh, you're a big boy now, getting your first tattoo tomorrow." Chelsea's warm eyes lock on me as she's cuddled in my arms. I just stare down at her playful face.

"Oh, yeah. You'll be dating a tattoo hottie then." I wink at her, only making her giggle.

"What are you gonna get?" Her eyes shine with curiosity. To be honest, I did a lot of thinking about that.

"Well, since my dad wants it to be someplace I can hide it, I was thinking something right on my waist. Like search and destroy maybe." I hold her tighter in my arms when she looks back up at me.

"You know you're never gonna be able to take that off."

Her words only send me to laugh, "I know that, don't worry. It's not some stupid thing I'll regret." Oh, well I hope I won't..

Notes

Short update, but a little inside look on what will happen later. Drew was in it, yay. And I'm starting my new story today so check it out ^-^