We Could Be Demolition Lovers

Gee’s pov.

“Come on, fucktard! Auditions started at 5:30!” My little “joy” of a brother screams at me from down the stairs. I roll my eyes at Mikey’s eagerness, taking one last look in the mirror and checking my eyeliner before exiting my room. I know we’re late for this damn audition, but I didn’t even want to go in the first place so I’m not going to feel bad about dragging my ass! Plus I took some extra time getting myself ready. Not because I want to look good for anyone *cough* Frank *cough*. No. Just because I’ve got my tightest black skinny jeans on and my most form fitting band tee doesn’t mean I’m trying to impress anyone, okay?

“Wow Gee, could you be more obvious?” Mikey asks as I make my way down the steps.

“What exactly are you referring to Mikes?” I reply, even though I’m fairly certain I know exactly what he’s getting at.

“You got all dressed up for Frank” I open my mouth to protest but Mikes just continues “ I don’t even care Gee, honestly you can do whatever as long as you don’t ruin this audition for us. Got it?”

“Yeah Mikes, got it.” I reply, giving him a wide sarcastic smile and two thumbs up to show my agreeance.


Once I’ve slipped my Converse on, Mikey and I head out the door and hop in my car. I drive a red mid-2000’s Pontiac GTO. She’s a bit dinged up, but I love her to pieces (which, if I keep driving her the way I do, may become a very literal statement).

On our way to this Ray kids house we have to pick up Bob. His parents took away the keys to his car for the next couple months because he’s gotten 3 parking tickets in the past month. The dude is an okay driver and all, but man I swear he has no common sense when it comes to parking. To him the world is his parking lot and he doesn’t give two shits as to where he parks.
Bob’s house is about a 5 minute drive from ours and by the time we pull up it’s about a quarter to seven.

“Fuckin finally!” Bob grunts as he gets in the back seat, slamming the door to emphasize just how annoyed he is.

“Sorry. Gee was busy makin’ himself look pretty.” Mikey explains, giggling at his own stupidity. I just shoot him a quick glare before pulling away and heading toward our next stop.

“Uhh Gee? I’m pretty sure Ray’s house is back that way.” Bob points out, gesturing behind us.

“Oh, I know.” I reply.

“Then what the fuck, where are we going?” Mikey asks, confusion and annoyance laced in his tone.

“I just need to make a quick stop, I forgot something, calm down” I say.

“Well can you at least tell us where the hell you’re driving us to?” Bob asks. I just shake my head and continue toward our destination.



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“Here we are.” I say as we pull up. I park the car and am about to get out when Bob grabs my arm.

“Dude, why the hell are we at Lindsey’s house?” Bob asks.

“Didn’t you guys break up like 2 years ago?” Mikey adds in.

“Yes, we broke up, and we’re here because I need her for something and she still owes me a favor for not beating the shit out of the guy I caught her cheating with.” Yes, I was cheated on. Hard to believe right? I couldn’t stay mad at Lindsey though, because to be honest, I had been looking for a way out of that relationship. It was around that time that I’d decided monotony was not for me and she had given me the perfect opportunity to set myself free. I guess in actuality I should be the one that owes her, but she felt too guilty about cheating to ever even consider the fact that I actually wasn’t all that broken up about it.

“Ugh-” Mikey grunts “whatever, just hurry up and go do whatever it is you came here to do, and do it fast because it’s getting late and I’ll kill you if Ray and Frank have already filled the spots in their band!” He shouts at me as I make my way out of the car and up toward Lindsey’s front door.
I walk up onto her porch and ring the doorbell. A few moments later the door flings open, revealing a very confused looking Lindsey.

“Gerard? What are you doing here?” She questions. Her brown eyes are squinted at me, searching for an answer.

“Remember that favor you owe me?” I ask. Her bright red lips turn up into a smirk as she responds.

“I do.” She states.

“Well I’m here to collect.” I say, a devious smile playing about my lips.



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We turn onto Ray’s street right around 7pm and luckily it looks like we’ve made it just in time. Ray and Frank are just getting up from their seats in Ray’s driveway when we pull up and park across the street. Damn, Frank looks amazing. I turn in my seat so that I can address the others.

“Showtime.” Is all I say before turning back and flinging my door open, the others following my lead.
As we step out of the car, both Ray and Frank turn to face us. Ray is just looking at us like we’re ghosts or some other unnatural sighting, which I guess is reasonable, but when I shift my eyes toward Frank he’s staring back at me and his facial expression almost seems angry as he shifts his gaze to Lindsey and then back to me. Does Frank not like Lindsey? I mean, if he doesn’t like her then this really works in my favor. I only brought her along so she could pose as my fake girlfriend because Frank still thinks I have a girlfriend and I couldn’t just be like ‘Oh hey Frank, you know how I said I’ve got a girlfriend? Well that was a lie and I have a massive boner for you, which you’ve actually already seen.’ I don’t think that would’ve gone over well, so I’ll stick with the whole fake girlfriend charade.

Speaking of fake girlfriends, mine just made her way around the car and put her hand in mine, guiding me across the street and up the driveway, Mikey and Bob following behind.

“Uh, I don’t mean to sound rude or anything, but what are you guys doing here?” Ray asks.

“Oh, ha, I thought it would’ve been obvious being as I’ve got this baby with me” Mikey says, gesturing to the bass he’s holding, “we’re here to audition.”
The looks they gave each other were priceless. They looked like they had no clue what to do and just stared at one another for a minute before snapping back into reality.

“Okay? Umm, yeah, okay. Just ahh, we’ve got the garage set up so I guess just ahh get yourselves set up and we’ll umm, we’ll hear what you’ve got?” Frank finally speaks up, confusion more than evident in his voice.

Ray and Frank pull their chairs up closer to the garage so they can observe. Lindsey decides to grab a chair too and plops it down right next to Frank, who looks less than pleased. I was honestly surprised that Lindsey had agreed to my plan so easily, she seemed almost excited by it, but I suppose that’s a good thing? I don’t know.

As soon as we’re all tuned and warmed we give Ray and Frank a nod. We’re playing a song we’d written together back when starting our own band had seemed like a good idea. The song actually isn’t half bad, I mean it’s a bit dark, yeah, but we put so much of ourselves into it and were more than happy with the final outcome.

“Whenever you’re ready.” Ray announces.

I look to Mikey and Bob before gripping the mic. stand and counting us off.

“1, 2, 3, 4.” I count off, and then Mikey comes in on his bass, alone, the first bit of the song being solely for guitar. ‘Damn, Mikey is nailing this, I’m proud of my little bro’ I think to myself while keeping track of when I should be coming in, which is actually right about now. I close my eyes and take in a deep breath and then I’m singing softly, eyes still closed.

“Hand in mine into your icy blues, and then I’d say to you we could take to the highway” Bob is in now too and I think we’re sounding pretty good as of now. I’m keeping my eyes closed for now so I can better hear how we’re blending, I’ll open them when I feel more comfortable with our sound.

“With this trunk of ammunition too, I’d end my days with you in a hail of bullets.” Okay I’m feeling pretty comfortable up here, I could get used to this. My eyes flutter open as I sing the next line, making direct contact with Franks breathtaking hazel eyes, which almost cause my breath to hitch.

“I’m trying, I’m trying, to let you know just how much you mean to me” I purposely keep eye contact with Frank while singing those lyrics, searching for any sign in his gorgeous eyes that my singing is affecting him, but he seems unphased so I break the eye contact and decide to focus on Lindsey for now, she seems to appreciate my singing at least.

“And after all the things we put each other through and
I would drive on to the end with you,
a liquor store or two keeps the gas tank full,
And I feel like there’s nothing left to do
But prove myself to you and we’ll keep it running” I’m gradually growing louder, drawing from the emotion of the lyrics.

“But this time, I mean it
I’ll let you know just how much you mean to me,
As snow falls on desert sky
Until the end of everything!” Now it’s time to really go for it.

“I’m trying! I’M TRYING!
To let you know how much you mean
As days fade, and nights grow!
And we go cold” I glance at Ray and he looks really impressed, but I don’t dare look at Frank for fear that he might not share Ray’s expression.

“Until the end, until this pool of blood
Until this, I mean this, I mean this!
Until the end ooooof
I’m trying, I’m trying
To let you know how much you mean
As days fade, and nights grow!
And we go cooooooold” I steal a glance at frank and he’s got his elbows propped on his knees and his chin resting in his hand. His eyes are closed, but to my surprise he seems to be enjoying the music because he’s got a slight smile on his lips.

“But this time, we’ll show them
We’ll show them all how much we mean!
As snow falls! On desert sky
Until the END OF EVERY!” Now it’s time for Mikes and Bob to have the spotlight for a minute as the vocals cut out. Frank’s eyes are wide open now and he’s watching all of us so intently. He seems so focused and it’s actually, dare I say, pretty fuckin’ cute.
Mikes and Bob are killin it right now, I mean this is a pretty soft part but the way they play and sound together gives a strong impact. The sounds they create could make a soul melt, I can feel my soul melting at least.
They play on for about a minute before it’s my turn to come back in. I close my eyes again and make my entrance, taking it nice and slow.

“All we are, all we are
Is bullets I mean this
All we are, all we aaaare
Is bullets I mean this
All we are, all we are
Is bullets I mean this
All we are, all we are
Is bullets I mean this!” Mikey and Bob take the spotlight again. Bob is really in the zone right now, he’s completely crushing it on the drums. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, Bob might not be great at a lot of things but his drumming is out of this world. We’re closing in on the end of the song now and we seem to have entranced our small audience. I’m not sure if that’s a good or a bad thing because I wasn’t really counting on actually getting a role in this band, but I’m feeling like it’s more than a possibility now.
‘Time for the big finish’ I think to myself, before coming back in to finish this thing off.

“As lead rains, pass on through our phantoms
Forever! Forever!
Like scarecrows that fuel this flame we’re burning
Forever, and ever!” Now I’m focusing right on Frank, I know he doesn’t like me, in fact he might hate me, but that’s not going to stop me from singing this for him. These lyrics mean a lot to me and they deserve to be sung to someone worthy of that meaning and I might not know this boy sat in front of me very well, but I can just tell he’s more than worthy of these words... Wow, I sound love-struck as fuck!

“Know how much I want to show you you’re the only ooooone” Franks staring back at me

“Like a bed of roses there’s a dozen reasons iiin thiiis guuun” I feel like he’s looking into my damned soul!

“And as we’re falling down, and in this pool of blood
And as we’re touching hands, and as we’re falling down
And in this pool of blood, and as we’re falling down
I’ll see your eyes! I’ll meet your eyes!
I mean this FOREVER!” We finish. At this point Frank breaks away from our little staring contest.

Ray, Frank and Lindsey all have dazed looks on their faces. After a moment of silence, Mikes speaks up.

“So ahh, how’d we do?”

“When can you guys start?” Ray asks, barely containing his excitement.

Well I guess that means we’re in.

Notes

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