The Nightmare Before Christmas

Chapter 3: Just what does Gerard Way mean

It has been a whole week since I have got to LA and I was already getting into the swing of things here. It was so much hotter then I had expected and I was not glad about that. I was use to the fridgid cold of living in Montana. I didn't like the girl Nick married, but his friend this Lexus chick was cool. I really liked her and if I wasn't gay I would so date her.

My brother hadn't mentioned Gerard since his little freak out and I wasn't going to pry much. He wanted to put me in the guest bedroom but his friend Tony said I could have his basement room since I hated the heat. Tony moved all his stuff into the guest bedroom and I put all my stuff down in the basement. I honestly gladly agreed to that getting the basement room. So I got the basement and I was pleased with how it looked.

All black walls now covered with my band posters and my bed covered with black sheet and a black duvet. The picture window covered with a heavy black curtain. Black clothes now littered the floor. My 17 guitars lined up against the wall. I had my own full kitchen and bathroom. I also had a really cool living room like area. I was happy with the way things turned out.

I got a job at the Hot Topic store down the road and that just made my year. I was happy and in my mind nothing could possibly ruin my new life. Oh how fucking wrong I was. I wish it could have been good but all good things must come to an end as my mother loved to say. 

It was Sunday and I was woken up at around 8:00am by fighting in the dining area upstairs in Nick's house. I was not so happy about being woken up at around 8 on the weekend. I turned over and hide under my covers. Then came the fucking knocking on my bedroom door. I was so annoyed by it I was about to fucking blow. I heard a key in the lock and in walked Nick and 3 other men. Nick walked over to my bed and I turned over my face covered by my duvet.

" Uh Kier as a family we uh have visitors. I hope you don't mind because it really isn't an option" Nick mumbles as he backs away knowing I am angry. I hear footsteps walking towards the window and my head pops out and I glare at the bastard who is about to open the curtain. " Don't you fucking dare or I will murder you." I hiss at the man who has his hand on my curtain.

I know I ain't getting sleep anytime soon so I slink out of bed and to my dresser. I open my drawers to find them empty. As I bed over to pick a pair of jeans off the floor I hear a muttered nice ass. I spin around and glare long and hard at all the men in my room. If there were only two things I hated more then my father it would be, being woken up early in the morning and people opening my curtains. 

I get dressed and walk out to my living area followed by Nick and all the men. As I get into the room I see the one person I wanna punch in the face and that is exactly what I plan on doing. I stalk up to the ass raven head and punch his square in the face letting out a dark growl with a dark glare in my eyes.

" Shit!!" Gerard screams as he falls back. Nick grabs my raised arm seeing as I was going to punch him again. Pulling me back he pushes me on the couch and sits next to me. " Calm down Kieran. They need to talk to you about something." He says looking at the ground and not at me. That angers me so much I slap Nick right across his face with another dark growl.

All eyes in the room are on me as I stand up and stalk into my room slamming and locking the door to make sure no one got in especially because I know that I would not be able to control my rage if I had stayed in that room with them. I took in a deep breathe as I slid down my bedroom door groaning softly.

Nick P.O.V.

" Fuck!" I mutter after Kieran storms off into his room. I know that him seeing Gerard was not the best idea but Gerard insisted that he did so what could I do against that. I run a had through my hair frustrated as I sit down on the couch. Putting my face in my hands I feel like a fucking failure. I feel a hand on my shoulder, I jumped slightly as I looked up slowly.

" It isn't your fault that he is angry with Gerard, Nick. Gerard did say some mean things to him at the airport when he first met him." My boyfriend Ricky Horror says reassuringly. I sigh not knowing what to do. " I wish he didn't lash out like he did. It makes me feel really scared for what the future holds for him. He doesn't know anything about the family history." I cry out as I punch the couch next to me in frustration.

Ricky grabs me and pulls me into a hug glaring daggers at Gerard and his friends. Frank pats my back and hugs the both of us. " Let me talk to him. I know how he feels, you know my first encounter with the dick head over there wasn't the best either." Frank says getting up and walking to the door. See Frank and Ray are the only nice ones of the group, Gerard, Mikey and Bob, Bert too are all arses. He raises his hand and knocked. We all waited in silence and nothing was heard. " Do you have a key." Frank asks me. I nod my head and hand him the key to the door.

Frank P.O.V.

I walk into the room and shut the door. Looking around for the little guy I had come to know as Kier or was it Kieran? I'll be damned if I finally remembered someones name besides my band mates. I spot him curled up in the corner in anger seemingly shaking in fury. I approach him cautiously and he looks up with rage filled red eyes. Wait a minute, RED EYES, red mother fucking eyes... I look at his wrist as an instinct and what I see breaks my heart.

10 jagged cuts overlying Kieran's pale arms so many scars littered his arms and his small body that I started to cry. I kneel down in front of him but he doesn't seem to notice me. His eyes are glazed over and he is just staring into space almost as if he is not in the world right now. His eyes were their normal blue now.

He isn't in the right frame of mind for me to try and explain anything to him. I pick him up in my arms and put him on his bed as quietly as I can. His eyes close as soon as he is lying on his bed and I just sit there and watch him before getting up and leaving the room.