Frankie Baby

I , Frank Iero was never a fan of greasers. They are loud , obnoxious , violent , arrogant and none the less horny bastards. They’re always throwing paper balls at the back of my head , and taking my books. Plus being vertically challenged doesn’t help trying to reach your glasses from a 6 foot illiterate baboon. They travel in packs like leather coated wolves , while chain smoking clouding up the hallways with the stinking smoke. They had girls hanging off their shoulders as if they were gods or something. The only thing they ever do right is cause trouble and play girls. With their stupid slicked back greasy hair and dumb leather jackets , parading around like they own the universe. But every Friday was the day where I could finally get some peace. The drive in was my heaven. Although i had no car , for only a quarter you could get Dracula re-runs in a greaser free enviroment. I slid my quarter into the ticket booth then strolled in. Another pro , of this drive in was that not many people ever come. It was October , my favorite month of the year. I couldn’t decide with was better , the cool breezes and smell of burnt wood or my birthday. A cold wind floated through the bleecher like seats. I sat alone in the corner while hugging my slightly over sized jumper closer to my body. Trying to retain the heat i cuddled back into the dirty red velvet seats. I breathed in the smell of cold and closed my eyes , listening to the faulty screams. I wrinkled my nose attempting to rid of the stray hairs that blew into my face. I sighed in defeat knowing i had to actually remove my hands from my striped jumper to tuck back the hair. So in conclusion , I sat there with hair in my face and cold nipping at my unnaturally pale skin.
I never really had a friend or reasons to actually go out. The people around you have an influence on you. Half the times they try to obligate you to go to a beer blast under a bridge or something. It really doesn’t sit well with me , i’m perfectly content where I am at the moment. I’ve got straight A’s and i’m bound to be the valedictorian. Being lonely really doesn’t matter when you’re trying to make ends meet at home. In a matter of few months ill be able to pave my way through college and stay away from my god damned alcoholic father. Then , maybe I could get a nice boyfriend from the university. Have him love me then we’d live happily ever after with maybe a cute puppy. I snapped my eyes open when loud boisterous voices wafted through the lot. I pinched the bridge of my nose in frustration knowing exactly who those voices belonged to. They were the greasers from my school , but it just had to be the head ‘gang’. Basically they owned the small town I lived in , it was completely irrational. They didn’t buy any land. In addition , they certianly did not have contracts because they could barely even hand in homework. The bleechers rattled slightly and footsteps rang loudly in my ears.One of the greasers was heading my way. This could not be happening to me , I got an -A on my science test and now a greaser was coming towards me. My day was just getting better and fucking better. I bit on the inside of my cheek and jumped slightly when the leather clad nimrod dumped himself to the seat next to mine. The metallic taste of blood invaded my taste buds when an arm rested heavily on the back of my seat.
“Hey there darlin’ “ the anonymous greaser purred. Nor did i want to make the bozo known. I sighed and turned my head whilst tucking the stray hairs behind my glasses. The boy clicked instantly when I saw him. Gerard fucking Way , leader of the ‘head’ gang , and the utter stereo typical bad boy. He had sharp features and pale skin. Hazel , cat like eyes that analyzed every move you made. Obviously slicked back , deep brown hair and rectangular dark eye brows. He wore a dark black leather jacket with the collar popped that brushed his jaw. He constantly had a cigarette hanging out of his mouth or tacked behind his ear. He had the natural ruggish , aggressive and not to mention handsome look every boy wanted. He was also quite toned which made girls want him and boys want to be him. I sucked in a slow breath then exhaled and stared at him blankly. Every girl wanted him and at some point every girl did. He was a player in a dumb cheap leather jacket. I never understood what women liked in reckless boys.
“L-leave me alone.” i mumbled in protest. I wasn’t up for any harassments today , all i wanted was to sit and potentially let my mind wander. He smirked , tugging up one side of his mouth , as he did when he spoke. Every single one of the female population thought it was “adorable” or “sexy”. But I simply found it irriatating.
“Now why would I want a pretty little thing like yourself alone?” his smirk got bigger and my frown got deeper. I slipped my jumper covered sleeves underneath my glasses and rubbed my eyes , annoyed. “Would you please , f-fuck off “ i said with more aggression but my voice wobbled. Making me sound even more weak. Great. “Oh , but sweet heart i’d rather fuck you.” he purred into my ear. I pulled my hands away from my eyes and glared at him , clenching my jaw. “Now, now don’t get all flustered.” he chuckled , but i kept glaring at him. If he had a good GPA and wasn’t a complete arrogant asshole i would've taken the time to know him. But the problem was , he was just that. “You got a name , sugar?” he chuckled again. I huffed and rolled my eyes “Frank.” i seethed. Then i turned back to watching the movie crossing my arms in front of my chest. “Frank..” he repeated my name , as if he were testing it out. “Frankie , baby..” the ending sound of ‘baby’ was turned up as if he were smiling. When i turned to look at him again , indeed he was , smiling a wolfish grin. My eyes narrowed at him. “Now that y-you know my name with you please go away?” i snapped , uncaring about his feelings. If he had any. He breathed into my ear. I gently pushed him away to gain distance. The smell of cheap cologne and cigarettes was eye-watering. “Aren’t you going to ask for my name?” he probed. “I only ask for someone’s names when i’m interested in them.” I replied bored. I mean , there was no denying the fact that Gerard was perfect in looks wise. “Well in that case i’ll take the introductions to myself , i’m Gerard Way.”

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