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Saturday Night

Brick Shithouse

Don't you wish you'd never met her?
Lay him down, lie on, lay him down.
How your lover went and put me in the ground.
I'll be watching, when he's around. -Placebo//BRICKSHITHOUSE


3rd Person POV


Gerard chewed his nails as he scrolled through this sketchy porn site. Lindsey had left to go get groceries for the house. So, Gerard had some alone time.. Lindsey was truly great.

Ever sense Gerard had been with Lindsey, his thirst had become minimal. Plus she a cold blooded killer, so there would always be a new corpse every week.

Lindsey was still oblivious to Gerard's abnormality, she had just thought he was like her. Loved the taste of blood. 'And that's why they were made for each other'.

Gerard thought other wise, he knew who his heart truly lusted for. Even if Lindsey confused him at times..

Lindsey is not forever.
She can barley please him, why else would he be on a site for sex freaks and perverts?

Just as he was scrolling through videos, one thumbnail caught his attention. It was a picture of the Iron Skull with a cartoon dick next to it.

It was titled 'Jerking It To The Misfits'.

Gerard clicked on the video. And in seconds, Gerard's heat broke. There he was. His body, naked, oiled ,and covered in tattoos.
'Frankie?' Gerard gasped.

Within seconds Frank turned on 'Lost In Space', and started to touch himself.

Gerard cringed, he couldn't believe he found Frank.. on a porn site of all things. His mind couldn't handle what Frank was doing to himself.

Of course he was glad he found him all in all, but so had.. according to the site.. one million other people.

Gerard clicked off the video and went to the user's profile that posted the video. That user account gave him the link to the producers website, there he found a phone number.

"Hey" a man with a deep voice answered the call.

"Hello.. I uhm.. I gotta a question."

"Well, what can I do for you?"

"Oh.. well.. I uh-.. I'm trying to find this guy. Frank.. Frank Iero, we're friends... I really, really, really need to speak with him."

"Well.. if you're friends why don't you call him?"

Gerard rolled his eyes. "I don't have his digits."

"Well sir, how am I supposed to you aren't some stalker? I've got about ten other guys asking to speak to infamous Frank."

"Sir.. I promise, my name is Gerard Way.." Gerard choked out.

"Why don't I just go and ask him about you?"

"Is he with you?"

"Well, we're shooting a few new scenes with him."

Gerard involuntarily cringed. "Oh..okay.."

"Hold on then." Then man walked away from the telephone.

Gerard could still hear the faint echoes, quiet murmuring and then.. a loud scream.

Gerard felt as if he was going to fucking have a heart attack.

"Gerard? Is that really you?" a hopeful voice came from the other line.

"Yeah baby, it's me.."

"Gerard..Fuck.. I..I..I don't know what to say.. I.. Uh.. How are you even.. Fuck.."
Frank started to cry, Gerard could tell by the sound of his voice.

"I thought I ..I thought I fucking killed you!"

"Ssh-..shh-..baby, It's okay."

Gerard bit his lip, "I was saved by this gal named Lindsey.."

"Oh..-well-.. I wish I could kiss you right now.."

"I wish I could too, but I think you've kissed enough people for the both of us.."

Frank was silent for a few minutes..

"Sorry.. I.. didn't mean it.."

"How did you find me, Gerard?"

"..I think we might both know by now.."

"Aren't you happy to hear my voice?"

"I.. of course! I .. I love you.."

"But -..."

"I'm just a little frazzled."

"Gerard I need the money.. I have to."

"I don't think you understand how much of a big deal this is for me, I'm refraining from scooping my eyeballs out."

"What?"

"Oh-.. sorry, it's kind of an inside joke me and Lindsey made up."

"So. You've moved on?"

"Not as much as you have..."

"Apparently.." Frank gave a bitter laugh.

"Listen, I've been trying to find you for so long."

"Yeah?"

"Where are you?"

"New York."

Gerard placed a hand on his hip, "Where in New York?"

"I can't believe this, Shade Hill Apartments, I am room B23."

"Neither can I, I'll be there soon."

"Okay."

"You're beautiful."

"I love you.."

"I love you too.."


Gerard got up to put the house phone away, he turned around to find Lindsey staring at him. Her black messy hair framed her face perfectly. Her twisted eyes is what made Gerard uneasy.

"How much did you hear?"

"You're cheatin' on me?"

"No, that's Frank, we have to get him! I need closure"

"Sounds like you want a lot more than closure."

"I made a promise to you Lindsey"

Lindsey just shrugged, "You fucking love him."

"I love you more."

"You never talk o me like that before.. all lovey dovey."

"Do I have to talk to you like a pet in order for you to feel loved?"

Lindsey didn't say anything, she just stared at the floor.

Gerard gave a loud sigh, and embraced her in a hug.

"Where are the groceries?" he questioned, a guilty look washed over Lindsey's face.

"I lied."

"Oh."

"I went to the doctor's office."

"Oh."

"Gerard.."

"Yeah?"

"I'm pregnant."

"Oh.."

"Yeah.."

Gerard closed his eyes, "What are we gonna do?"

"Whatever we can." Lindsey broke away from the hug, and stroked her stomach.

"Let's go get Frank.."


Gerard sat in the car while waiting on Lindsey to finish in the washroom.

Well actually, she was looking around the house for the silver dagger her and Gerard used to get revenge on Mikey.

Nobody else could have Gerard's heart.



Notes

Any feelings?
I have a new fic called 'In a comical act of teenage angst..' It has potential. You should read it. My partner and I only have the intro down, but we'll get chapters in soon..-dies inside-

Comments

@Twisted X Space
You promised

@MCR IS MY LIFE
ooohh :(((

@Twisted X Space
Ava adore pain

@MCR IS MY LIFE
Fuck, I forgot about that. How hurt are you??

@Twisted X Space
Plot twists are nice but I recall you promising not to hurt us like your other stories