Wounded Secrets

Frank put me down when we reached the elevator and pushed the down button. As we waited he slunk an arm over my shoulders and kissed the top of my head. I smiled sweetly at him before the elevator door dinged open and Bryan Star was standing in front of us, about as surprised as we were. We quickly jumped away from each other.

"Oh, hi! We heard you were in town and the large tour bus in the parking lot gave it away. I'm Bryan." He said, offering a hand to me and Frank. I took it first.

"Bandit." I smiled and Frank shook his hand saying his name also.

"Nice to meet you two. Would you mind doing an interview with us?" He asked, a genuine smile spread across his face.

"Um," I looked over at Frank as he looked over at me. "Sure."

He smiled and clapped his hands. "So, where do you want to do this?"

"How about the bus?" Frank suggested. We all hummed in agreement before stepping into the elevator with Bryan and his people.

Frank leaned up slightly so he could whisper in my ear. "Aren't you worried about Ray?"

I turned my head slightly so he could hear me. "With the cameras around he'll have to behave, right?"

Frank nodded in agreement and stood back again. The elevator was soon on the first floor and we all walked through the lobby and out the front door. We all boarded the bus that seemed to be empty.

"I'll go get Ray and Uncle Mikey. Maybe Dad if he's here." I said quickly as I headed to the back of the bus. I walked to the bunk and saw that Ray was in his bunk still, staring at the top in the sheer silence. I shook his arm.

"Let's go. Interview in 10." I said. He looked down at me in surprise before changing his expression to some sort of sorrow.

"Bandit, listen, I-" he started before I rudely infuriated, worrying about keeping Bryan.

"Save it. Bryan Star is waiting in the living area. Let's go." I walked past him and kept going to the back of the bus when I made it to the bathroom.

"Uncle Mikey?" I knocked on the door after hearing a few whimpers. They stopped immediately when I had knocked.

"U-Um, one second." Uncle Mikey stuttered. I heard shuffling and groans as I assumed he made his way to the door. It soon opened to reveal him, looking nothing like his normal self.

"Are you okay?" I asked, pulling his into a gentle hug. He nodded his head yes and pulled away from the hug with a fake smile.

"Not feeling the best." He whimpered.

"I'm sorry, but, um, Bryan Star is kind of waiting for us to do an interview in the living area." I said. He looked at me with his usual poker face kept in public before nodding his head yes and following me back to the living space.

"Okay, that's it. Dad isn't on the bus right now, but he might show up. I don't know, but would you want to start the interview?" I asked Bryan. He nodded yes and set up his shit.

"Let's do this. " Ray grumbled, sitting on the couch awkwardly beside me. Frank and Uncle Mikey followed in pursuit and sat on the other side of me.

"Okay. Ready." Bryan said, sitting across from us.

"So, today we have My Chemical Romance, who have made a comeback in the music world as a band again." Bryan started and I giggled into my hand. "We also have The lovely Bandit Way, Gerard's daughter. So, would you guys introduce yourselves?"

"Sure, I'm Ray Toro." Ray smiled.

"I'm Bandit Way."

"I'm Mikey Way."

"And I'm Frank Iero."

After the introduction, we hit a few questions on the new album, me not really pursuing the conversation because it wasn't my music. After that Bryan decided to pull at our personal lives a little bit.

"So, Bandit, what is it like to be going around on tour with these crazy people?" Bryan asked. I laughed quickly.

"Like you said, crazy." I smiled. "But really, I'm quite lucky to be able to tour with the people I love most. It's been a journey so far and we are just getting to tour started, really." I answered. When I finished speaking and Bryan had opened his mouth to keep going, Dad burst through the bus's door. I could smell the alcohol already and I scrunched up my nose in a mix of disgust and disappointment.

"Oh, hi!" Dad slurred, waving to us.

"Well, hello Gerard, just in time, sit, sit." Bryan welcome, although you could clearly tell he smelt the strong smell of alcohol and was a little worried. Dad sauntered over to the couch and sat himself between Ray and Bryan, turning to Bryan.

"And here we have Gerard Way, joining us in this wonderful interview." Bryan smiled.

"Glad to be here." Dad said. I rolled my eyes mentally.

"So, can I ask a personal question that everyone is dying to know?" Bryan asked cautiously.

"Throw it at me!" Dad smiled.

"Was Frerard ever real?" He asked. I looked over to Frank with wide eyes and he just looked back cooly even though I knew he was probably freaking out because we both knew that Dad was a bluntly honest drunk.

"Of course!" Dad said, throwing his hands in the air. "You know, Bryan, 'Frerard' was always real." Dad said, leaning closer to Brian, thinking that only Brian would here when in fact anyone who watched this interview would be able to hear it clearly.

"Oh, Really? And is there still that special spark between you two even though your with Lynz now?" Bryan asked.

"Actually," He looked over at us, putting an arm around Bryan and pulling him close before pointing to me then Frank. "There is someone else Frank has been looking at. And me and Lynz are pretty much done. She doesn't love me anymore."

Bryan was completely surprised and didn't know what to say as I leaned back in my seat a bit.

"Actually, about the Frank relationships, I don't really know who he is with right now because I think he is mad at Bandit because, um," he leaned closer to Brian and whispered loudly into his ear "Don't tell anyone, but, Bandit and Ray were caught."

Bryan raised his eyebrows before shaking his head. "Um, well, it's been great speaking with you guys that was a, um, very interesting interview. Thank you guys." Bryan said.

There was a chorus of 'mhm's but Gerard put and arm around Bryan again and laughed saying "Anytime, Anytime."

Bryan ended the video and turned around to us. "That, um, that was interesting." He said quietly as somebody put his stuff away in what I guessed was his car.

"Yes, Very!" Dad smiled.

"Thank you guys for the interview. Hope so see you again." He said awkwardly before walking off the bus.

"Fuck!" I yelled, standing up and rubbing my eyes. "Really dad?! You walk in halfway through our interview drunk?!" I sneered at him.

"Seriously, what the fuck Gerard!" Mikey scolded. "You were clean for so long, why now?!"

"I don't know." Dad shrugged his shoulders and goggled a bit.

"This isn't funny." I hissed at him. "Remember how you all used to be so proud that 'My Chemical Romance has never had a scandal and never will?'! You just through that claim out the fucking window! Now the world is going to know that Ray fucked me and that me and Frank are seeing each other! Did you know I'm only 17 and now Frank and Ray could both be in deep shit because of you?!"

At at this point I was done and I was walking towards him, fists clenched at my sides, ready to beat the shit out of him. Mikey and Frank held me back. I kicked Uncle Mikey straight in the balls and he collapsed in a heap, letting me jump on top of dad and pin him against the ground. I punched him across the left of his jaw before Frank and Ray pulled me off of him, but not before I was able to kick and stomp on his stomach and legs. Dad still didn't know what was going on and was just groaning and giggling like a madman on the ground as I felt the rage coursing through my veins.

Ray decided on picking up dad and putting him in his bunk. I calmed down a bit because I didn't have to look at his disgusting face again. my breathing steadied and Frank let go of my hands from behind my bak, pulling me into a hug before sitting me down on the couch and running to the fridge. He grabbed an ice pack from the freezer and crouched down next to Mikey, who was a folded up, groaning mess on the ground.

"Oh, Uncle Mikey, I'm sorry." I said, crouching beside him and hugging him.

"N-No, it's okay. I d-don't think I can have kids anymore though." he laughed a bit. I just moved the hair from his forehead and kissed him, since I couldn't exactly kiss his dick all-better.

"I'm sorry." I said again. He smiled painfully up at me and I kissed his forehead again as the ice-packs's coldness took away some of the edge off the pain.

Notes

**Dances.** Finally up! :D

-SkylarIero-Way