Meeting My Chemical Romance
BVB Meet MCR
I woke up the next day with an arm strewn across my stomach. I whined smally, and turned my head in the direction the arm came from. Ray Toro was sleeping peacefully next to me. So yesterday wasn’t a dream…oh fuck. Jinxx…
“Hey Nexxy!” I heard the man of the hour call. Jinxx’s footsteps bounced up the stairs, and neared my room. I shoved Ray with force, and he hit the ground.
“Shut up and hide under the bed!” I whisper yelled. Ray’s eyes widened as the door started to open slowly, and he threw himself under my high bed. I had a bed skirt on it that reached the
floor and it hid people well. I knew from experience.
I laid back and closed my eyes. The door continued to creak open, and then I heard it shut. “Aww!” I heard Jinxx coo. “Nexxy…” He sighed.
The first time Jinxx called me Nexxy was seconds after I called him Jinxxy for the first time. It was an affectionate exchange whenever we called each other those names. The rest of Black Veil Brides called me that, and Andy called me Rebel (Rebs for short). I liked it when they called me nicknames. It made me feel like I belonged. Like I was safe.
I felt the bed sink next to me, and Jinxx ran his fingers through my hair softly.
You see, the band got back yesterday, but had a bunch of things to do. So, my Momma (who stayed with me in this house whilst they were gone) stayed until this morning. She left for work, leaving me to wait for my brother. This was the second time I got to stay with him, and I always loved it. He was sweeter than Momma. More understanding. She kept trying to push down my personality, while Jinxx encouraged me to flourish. Momma got to go home a few towns over, and I got to stay with him while he was home. I really liked this arrangement.
“Oh Natalie…I missed you so much…” Jinxx whispered. I opened my eyes slightly, and looked up to him. He gave me a smile.
“I missed you too Jeremy.”
“Really?” He asked like a little kid.
“Really really.” He fake cheered quietly. “And we sort of have guests.” I added quickly. An amused smirk danced across his pale features.
“I’m gone for eight months and you get roommates?” He asked with a small laugh.
“I just got them last night. They have to get back on tour in a few days anyways, so I figured why not let them have a place to stay?” I reasoned. His features softened with a smile.
“That’s really sweet of you. I’m glad you’re my sister.” He always does this: total sentimentalness right when he gets home. As the first week passes, we fall back into our old ways. Throwing food, yelling random stuff, and laughing at each others’ misfortunes. Normal I guess. “Who are they anyways?”
“My Chemical Romance!” I said, trying to hide my smile.
“You got your favorite band staying over for a few days?” He asked in almost disbelief. I nodded with a grin, forgetting about Ray. “How?” Jinxx asked in actual disbelief.
“Met them at Target.”
“When did you go to Target?”
“2AM this morning.”
“Ooooo I guess you really are the rebel Andy says you are!” Jinxx teased.
“Oh hush! You love me.”
“Defiantly.”
“Yay! No go so I can get dressed my dear brother!” He laughed at my declaration.
“M’kay! But hurry! The guys want to see you!” And with that he got up and left, closing the door behind him. I held my breath until he walked away, and flopped back with a hefty sigh. I heard Ray get up and he flopped back down beside me.
“Close.” I commented.
“Favorite band?” He questioned with a light smirk. I playfully slapped his arm.
“Hush. And yes, you are.” I shyly admitted.
“Why?” Ray asked softly, turning to look at me. I rotated my head to face him.
“Because when things get bad, I can listen and know someone understands on some level, and that I can make it if I just hold on a little longer. Your music lets me know it’s okay to be myself, and everyone else can go screw themselves if they don’t like it. I don’t have to hurt to feel when I listen to your music.” I confessed quietly. Ray tucked a lock of hair behind my ear, and looked at me with tears in his soft eyes.
“Kids like you are the reason we do what we do.” He whispered. I took a breath, and swallowed. I shifted and sat up, Ray’s hand dropping from my face.
“I uh I have to get dressed and stuff…” I trailed off. I was never really good with heart-to-hearts. But as Ray hugged me, kissed my head with a whisper of encouragement to keep going no matter what, and stood to walk away, I found I might be able to try. I jumped off my bed, spun a shocked Ray around, and hugged him around his middle. At 4 foot 11 inches, Ray was 14 inches taller than me. He pulled back, leaned down, then we hugged more comfortably. When we pulled back Ray smiled at me.
“See ya down stairs kid.”
“I’m not a-“ but the door was shut. Well then!
I skipped on over to my closet, and pulled out hot pink skinnies with a bunch of writing on them, an old BVB shirt, and anything else I needed. I got dressed and everything else, and walked down the stairs.
The two bands were talking comfortably in the kitchen. Eating rainbow pancakes (M&Ms), and drinking coffee. I leaned against the door frame with a smile. Then Ashley noticed me.
“Damn girl! Lookin’ sexy!” Ashley said, walking over and grabbing in a hug.
“Not too bad yourself Mr.Outlaw.” I winked. We always joked like this, but Jinxx always voiced his opinion. I guess I would have missed it if he didn’t.
“Hey! No hitting on my sister! Not when I am around! No wait! Not when anyone is around! No! I ugh! Don’t hit on her!” and with that being clearly said, Jinxx put his head in his hands. I laughed and CC flung, yes flung, Ashley out of the way. I was crushed in a hug.
“I missed you my prodigy!” Yes, CC taught me drums. I wasn’t very good, but he loved to tell
me I was amazing.
“I missed you too Chris!” I said, just to annoy him.
“Don’t call me that!” He whined. Next Jake came over to me. A softer, but still strong, hug was given to me.
“Good to see you haven’t grown much!” He said fake proud. I poked him in the rib, and fake pouted. “Aww I like you small! You can fit into small spaces!”
“That’s what he says to his-“ CC started, but was cut off by Jinxx.
“No dick jokes with the kid!”
“What the hell is it with you people and calling me a kid! Goodness!”
“When you stop saying goodness and grow 6 inches, then we’ll talk.” Said Ashley in fake
seriousness. I rolled my eyes, but a smile still lingered. Jake stepped away.
“Where’d Andy go?” Just then, the singer (who was 15 inches taller than me!) wrapped his arms around my torso from behind. I jumped, but turned around to hug him fiercely.
“I missed you most Rebs.” Andy whispered quietly. It brought a smile to my face, and he let go.
I turned back around to see found smiles on the guys’ faces.
“So, I missed all you guys and all but if their,” I pointed to the guys of MCR, “bus is to be decontaminated, I should start now. You could help if you’d like?” I questioned hopefully. Cue the excuses!
“I have to unpack.” Andy.
“Me too!” CC.
“Me three!” Jinxx.
“Me four!” Jake.
“I just don’t want to. Sorry hun.” Ashley. At least he was honest about not wanting to help. I
knew the guys had to unpack but oh well.
“Uh…we might sort of have a interview…” Gerard motioned between Mikey and himself.
“I’ll help!” Frank declared. I smiled thankfully at him.
“You’re helping too.” I said pointing at Ray. I gave him a look and he quickly nodded.
The boys dispersed to their respectable places, and I took Ray and Frank out to the bus. But don’t worry, I shoved plenty of cleaning product into all of our arms before heading out. Bleach, tough stuff, Kaboom, more bleach, brushes for scrubbing, gloves, towels, sponges, metal sponges, cleaner for various objects, and Frebreez. “That might do,” I had told them. The looks on their faces had been comical.
We spent the next FIVE HOURS cleaning their bus. I saw things I NEVER wanted to see, and almost got lost in an ocean of dirty clothes. But we made it. Now we were just washing the outside of the bus. I sent Frank in to get the washed clothes and bring them back here to fold.
Ray and I stood, completely exhausted, against the wet side of the bus. “You guys need to clean more often!” I groaned. He just made a sound of agreement.
“Your house is still creepy.”
“My room is still cold.”
And just like that, Ray Toro was staying with me again.
“Hey Nexxy!” I heard the man of the hour call. Jinxx’s footsteps bounced up the stairs, and neared my room. I shoved Ray with force, and he hit the ground.
“Shut up and hide under the bed!” I whisper yelled. Ray’s eyes widened as the door started to open slowly, and he threw himself under my high bed. I had a bed skirt on it that reached the
floor and it hid people well. I knew from experience.
I laid back and closed my eyes. The door continued to creak open, and then I heard it shut. “Aww!” I heard Jinxx coo. “Nexxy…” He sighed.
The first time Jinxx called me Nexxy was seconds after I called him Jinxxy for the first time. It was an affectionate exchange whenever we called each other those names. The rest of Black Veil Brides called me that, and Andy called me Rebel (Rebs for short). I liked it when they called me nicknames. It made me feel like I belonged. Like I was safe.
I felt the bed sink next to me, and Jinxx ran his fingers through my hair softly.
You see, the band got back yesterday, but had a bunch of things to do. So, my Momma (who stayed with me in this house whilst they were gone) stayed until this morning. She left for work, leaving me to wait for my brother. This was the second time I got to stay with him, and I always loved it. He was sweeter than Momma. More understanding. She kept trying to push down my personality, while Jinxx encouraged me to flourish. Momma got to go home a few towns over, and I got to stay with him while he was home. I really liked this arrangement.
“Oh Natalie…I missed you so much…” Jinxx whispered. I opened my eyes slightly, and looked up to him. He gave me a smile.
“I missed you too Jeremy.”
“Really?” He asked like a little kid.
“Really really.” He fake cheered quietly. “And we sort of have guests.” I added quickly. An amused smirk danced across his pale features.
“I’m gone for eight months and you get roommates?” He asked with a small laugh.
“I just got them last night. They have to get back on tour in a few days anyways, so I figured why not let them have a place to stay?” I reasoned. His features softened with a smile.
“That’s really sweet of you. I’m glad you’re my sister.” He always does this: total sentimentalness right when he gets home. As the first week passes, we fall back into our old ways. Throwing food, yelling random stuff, and laughing at each others’ misfortunes. Normal I guess. “Who are they anyways?”
“My Chemical Romance!” I said, trying to hide my smile.
“You got your favorite band staying over for a few days?” He asked in almost disbelief. I nodded with a grin, forgetting about Ray. “How?” Jinxx asked in actual disbelief.
“Met them at Target.”
“When did you go to Target?”
“2AM this morning.”
“Ooooo I guess you really are the rebel Andy says you are!” Jinxx teased.
“Oh hush! You love me.”
“Defiantly.”
“Yay! No go so I can get dressed my dear brother!” He laughed at my declaration.
“M’kay! But hurry! The guys want to see you!” And with that he got up and left, closing the door behind him. I held my breath until he walked away, and flopped back with a hefty sigh. I heard Ray get up and he flopped back down beside me.
“Close.” I commented.
“Favorite band?” He questioned with a light smirk. I playfully slapped his arm.
“Hush. And yes, you are.” I shyly admitted.
“Why?” Ray asked softly, turning to look at me. I rotated my head to face him.
“Because when things get bad, I can listen and know someone understands on some level, and that I can make it if I just hold on a little longer. Your music lets me know it’s okay to be myself, and everyone else can go screw themselves if they don’t like it. I don’t have to hurt to feel when I listen to your music.” I confessed quietly. Ray tucked a lock of hair behind my ear, and looked at me with tears in his soft eyes.
“Kids like you are the reason we do what we do.” He whispered. I took a breath, and swallowed. I shifted and sat up, Ray’s hand dropping from my face.
“I uh I have to get dressed and stuff…” I trailed off. I was never really good with heart-to-hearts. But as Ray hugged me, kissed my head with a whisper of encouragement to keep going no matter what, and stood to walk away, I found I might be able to try. I jumped off my bed, spun a shocked Ray around, and hugged him around his middle. At 4 foot 11 inches, Ray was 14 inches taller than me. He pulled back, leaned down, then we hugged more comfortably. When we pulled back Ray smiled at me.
“See ya down stairs kid.”
“I’m not a-“ but the door was shut. Well then!
I skipped on over to my closet, and pulled out hot pink skinnies with a bunch of writing on them, an old BVB shirt, and anything else I needed. I got dressed and everything else, and walked down the stairs.
The two bands were talking comfortably in the kitchen. Eating rainbow pancakes (M&Ms), and drinking coffee. I leaned against the door frame with a smile. Then Ashley noticed me.
“Damn girl! Lookin’ sexy!” Ashley said, walking over and grabbing in a hug.
“Not too bad yourself Mr.Outlaw.” I winked. We always joked like this, but Jinxx always voiced his opinion. I guess I would have missed it if he didn’t.
“Hey! No hitting on my sister! Not when I am around! No wait! Not when anyone is around! No! I ugh! Don’t hit on her!” and with that being clearly said, Jinxx put his head in his hands. I laughed and CC flung, yes flung, Ashley out of the way. I was crushed in a hug.
“I missed you my prodigy!” Yes, CC taught me drums. I wasn’t very good, but he loved to tell
me I was amazing.
“I missed you too Chris!” I said, just to annoy him.
“Don’t call me that!” He whined. Next Jake came over to me. A softer, but still strong, hug was given to me.
“Good to see you haven’t grown much!” He said fake proud. I poked him in the rib, and fake pouted. “Aww I like you small! You can fit into small spaces!”
“That’s what he says to his-“ CC started, but was cut off by Jinxx.
“No dick jokes with the kid!”
“What the hell is it with you people and calling me a kid! Goodness!”
“When you stop saying goodness and grow 6 inches, then we’ll talk.” Said Ashley in fake
seriousness. I rolled my eyes, but a smile still lingered. Jake stepped away.
“Where’d Andy go?” Just then, the singer (who was 15 inches taller than me!) wrapped his arms around my torso from behind. I jumped, but turned around to hug him fiercely.
“I missed you most Rebs.” Andy whispered quietly. It brought a smile to my face, and he let go.
I turned back around to see found smiles on the guys’ faces.
“So, I missed all you guys and all but if their,” I pointed to the guys of MCR, “bus is to be decontaminated, I should start now. You could help if you’d like?” I questioned hopefully. Cue the excuses!
“I have to unpack.” Andy.
“Me too!” CC.
“Me three!” Jinxx.
“Me four!” Jake.
“I just don’t want to. Sorry hun.” Ashley. At least he was honest about not wanting to help. I
knew the guys had to unpack but oh well.
“Uh…we might sort of have a interview…” Gerard motioned between Mikey and himself.
“I’ll help!” Frank declared. I smiled thankfully at him.
“You’re helping too.” I said pointing at Ray. I gave him a look and he quickly nodded.
The boys dispersed to their respectable places, and I took Ray and Frank out to the bus. But don’t worry, I shoved plenty of cleaning product into all of our arms before heading out. Bleach, tough stuff, Kaboom, more bleach, brushes for scrubbing, gloves, towels, sponges, metal sponges, cleaner for various objects, and Frebreez. “That might do,” I had told them. The looks on their faces had been comical.
We spent the next FIVE HOURS cleaning their bus. I saw things I NEVER wanted to see, and almost got lost in an ocean of dirty clothes. But we made it. Now we were just washing the outside of the bus. I sent Frank in to get the washed clothes and bring them back here to fold.
Ray and I stood, completely exhausted, against the wet side of the bus. “You guys need to clean more often!” I groaned. He just made a sound of agreement.
“Your house is still creepy.”
“My room is still cold.”
And just like that, Ray Toro was staying with me again.
11/4/13