Sex and violence.

Justin stayed over for another few hours, for that all we did was watched movies and he helped a little bit on adjusting some of the lyrics for Gerard's song.

He actually helped a lot with the lyrics, on the parts I was stuck on he fixed and even told me when a line sucked. But he even helped with some of the guitar cords, I never played with him before but I might think about staring a band with him maybe.

But now that his parents came to pick him up and I really had nothing else better to do I started to strip my body from my clothes, leaving myself in my boxers as I hike back upstairs. Digging through my fridge even though me and Justin just ate three boxes of Chinese food just a few hours ago.

The only interesting thing I find in the fridge is just a roll of toll house cookie dough, and me being me I just eat it raw. Fuck all that baking shit.

I eat about half of it before putting it back in the fridge, hopping back down my steps and step straight into my bathroom. Locking the door behind me as I grab a towel from the cabinet under the sink, switching the water on. As I wait for the water to heat up I find myself standing in front of my mirror.

My eyes do nothing but study myself, how my tattoo healed nicely. How long my hairs getting and how I'm too lazy to cut it.

All my thoughts were cut short when I saw steam filling the room, so I pulled my legs out of my boxers as I hopped behind the shower curtain. Standing still as I let the warm water drops land on my back, soothing the stress that was all worked up in me.

After about three minutes, I hear the front door open and close. I stop everything I do and try to listen to them. Ignoring the sound of the water hitting the shower floor as I hear the foot steps head over down the main hall upstairs.

It's still pretty early, so I doubt that Gerard's home so I continue to take my time. My fingers rub apple shampoo through my hair as I use the rest of the soap on my hands to wash the rest of my body. Running my fingers over the ink on my stomach, I only smile when I look at it.
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The waters quick to stop falling as I hop out of the shower, towel drying my hair before I dry myself off.

Not bothering to wrap it around my waist as I walk back over to my room naked.

The cold air nips as my bare skin before I hop into a pair of blue plain boxer shorts, black basket ball shorts over that as I remain shirtless as I pull a pair of black Nike socks that go about mid calf.

Not going to impress anyone today, might as well be lazy.
Once again I head back upstairs, grabbing the rest of the cookie dough and begin eating it as I hop onto a chair. Just about as I go and take another bite, strange noises begin to fill my ears.

I stay sill in silent as I let the sounds fill my ears, the source of its still unknown but from what I can make out from it is that they're muffled voices,

I don't wait another minutes as I stand back up, heading down the hall.

Halfway there, I can tell for sure that the noises are from Gerard's room.
As I get closer to the door, I hear the two voices. His and someone else's as I hear a steady going conversation. I let my hand reach for the door knob, pulling it open as I find the two on Gerard's bed..

Notes

TWO updates for you, and this idea was from mcrlove412 c: thank you and yeah FORTY CHAPTERS GUYS.

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-Chelsea