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Cruel World, But You Are Beautiful To Me

Chapter 1: Mikey's POV

The Black Parade, the new era of MCR. I know how fun the concerts can get. Gerard and Frank are always at each other's faces, but knowing both of them are straight, I laugh to myself when they makeout at the shows. I just like to keep to my own and scan the crowd, looking for maybe famous faces, people I may know, people with cool features, anything. I'm kind of the overseer of the crowd. I usually start at the back and end in the front. Its my routine.

I get onstage after my usual high five routine with the guys, accidentally missing one , meaning we will have a good show. I wait for all the signals before I start playing and looking around at that crowd. I start looking at the back row and notice a boy with bright pink hair. Pretty cool, I wish i could pull something that spontaneous off. I'm just the quiet and serious Mikey Way. I couldn't pull anything that outrageous off. I see a few more cool looking hair cuts, you cant see much else from this distance. One girl has a large green mohawk, some guy is matching her but with a blue mohawk. I snort thinking how ridiculous Frank would look like with a mohawk the size of him.

We've finished about half the set and I'm already about half way through the crowd. Not as many people intriguing me as usual. I start to walk around in my small area for a bit when Frank starts jumping around the entire stage. I sigh and go back to crowd watching, the very rare person catching my eyes.

It's now the third last song and I'm at the second closest row to the stage. A rare person with interesting and very different traits catching my eyes, until him. I spot an boy with the greenest eyes I've ever seen. I catch myself staring as he blushes and looks down. Fuck, I was staring wasn't I? Frank is always on about if you are attracted to someone you tend to stare at them without realization. I sneak a quick look at the boy again and spot a man beside him, not looking pleased. I'm assuming either family, friend or boyfriend. I sigh to myself and look away.

It's the second last song and ive already scanned the whole crowd, yet my eyes keep falling back to this one boy. That boy with green eyes. My heart continues to drop though when I keep spotting the man beside him. Why though? Why is my heart dropping, I don't even know him. I see Frank run for Gerard and I keep out of their way. I watch them for a second before turning to the green eyed boy once more. What I saw shocked me and nearly made me drop my guitar. Here this young boy was sitting and listening to our music not just one minute ago and now his assumed boyfriend has him by the throat and has his fist drawn back ready to punch the boy.

I'm closer to Gerard then I am to the dead mic so I rush up to him panting. "Gee. Second row, boy with green eyes and boy in blue hoodie. Green eyes is getting hurt." I tell him quickly and run to the dead mic to explain to everyone else.

"Hey! Hit the lights. You! Yeah, you in the second row, blue hoodie! Get the fuck out of our show!" He yells angrily though the mic. Gerard doesn't really like abusive assholes. He has his reasons.

Frank reaches over and grabs the mic from Gerard, not really out of character, he doesn't like abusive assholes either. "You're a fucking arsehole!" He yells. "Don't you be hitting anyone you son of a bitch!" He adds onto the yelling.

"He deserves it!" He yells at us. I glare at the ass in the blue sweater as he says something to the green eyed boy. Green eyes looks down and... Follows the asshole? No fucking way. I get pissed. I stomp up to Gerard and tear the mic from his hands. He stares at me in shock.

"You are a fucking piece of shit, you know that? For you to come here where everyone's meant to be accepted and fit in, and you do that shit... you're a dick!" I yell. A very out of character thing for me to do. The whole crowd goes silent. I know there's going to be stuff on the media saying like 'Oh, you know you fucked up when MIKEY yells at you.'

"Security. Get that motherfucker out of here and make sure that kid's okay. Get him backstage." Gerard says softly as he takes the mic back from me gently.

Security gets him backstage and we continue the concert but all I can think of is Green Eyes. I hope he is okay. We get to the last song and I am drained. All I want to do is make sure Green Eyes is okay.

Notes

Giving Credit Where Credit Is Due:
Thank you so much homophobia.is.gay from whisper for roleplaying and allowing me to post this story we created together. To a few days of roleplaying and hopefully many more. Hope you enjoy this story friends!

Comments

Is this still going?

Thatonefriend Thatonefriend
10/11/18

@Emo Trinity Trash
Thanks! I've been working on the next chapter!

AlexInMCRland AlexInMCRland
6/25/17

I love this. :)