MCR, the Lost Singer (Discontinued)

Chapter 9: 'Cause I won't give up without a fight

Ashley's POV

We went to go get the others. I saw Frank and tackled him with a hug. "THAT WAS AMAZING!!!!!!!" I practically screamed in his ear. "Yes, it was! We were standing by the beer tent because someone," He shot a glare at Vic. "Wanted to get you your first margarita. Then someone," another glare at Mikey. "Wanted to get you some whiskey. Then someone," A glare at Pete, who shrugged. "Wanted to get you a bloody mary. Then everyone else besides Gee and I wanted to get you wasted." I just shrugged. "Okie, Gee, you have to be sober. Vic, be mostly sober so we don't get arrested. You too Ryan. Now, Let's get drunk!" I mixed my whiskey with the Margarita and downed it down quickly. An hour later, I had had about forty drinks and was pretty drunk. I barely remembered anything from the past hour except Frank and Gerard making out and Pete and Patrick trying to fuck each other. I felt someone pick me up and looked up to see Gerard carrying me bridal style to a car with a drunken, passed out Frank on his back. That was all I remembered before I passed out.

Gerard's POV

Ashley was extremely drunk. He had started getting drunk after around his thirtieth drink. He was just barely conscious. I picked him up slowly, due to one extremely drunk Frank Iero on my back. I put them both in the backseat and made my way up to the driver's seat. Patrick was in the passenger seat and Pete was in the back with Ashley and Frank. I don't know who else was in the other cars because they had left a while ago. It was really hard getting Pete and Patrick to stop trying to have sex. Anyway, everyone had left, but us. So I started up the engine and drove home. When we got home, Vic, Ryan, and Dallon helped me bring everyone in. I took Ashley to his room and changed his clothes into pajamas. Dallon changed Pete while Ryan changed Patrick. I tucked Ashley into bed and went to get Frank.

He was slightly awake. When he spotted me, he went bright red. It dawned on me that he must be thinking about kissing me. I helped him stand and half carried him to our room. Patrick and Pete were already asleep in their room. I set Frank down on the bed and took his shirt off. He blushed and I shrugged. "Frank," I said exasperatedly. "I've changed your clothes before. Don't think that I don't like seeing it."I teased. I put a gray tank top on him and pulled down his pants to reveal Fall Out Boy patterned boxers. "Really?" I asked. "Don't judge," He mumbled. "Patrick's bunnies are cute." I inwardly cooed. Sometimes Frank could be such a kid. I picked him up and slid him into bed. I pulled the covers up to his chin and he rolled over, snoring slightly. I left the room and went to go check on the others.

I nearly smashed into Ryan. "Oooh! Were you guys just sucking each other faces off?" He asked in mock innocence. I stuck my tongue out and wagged it up and down in a sexy kind of way. Ryans face morphed into horror. "Eww!!" And he ran away, squealing like a little girl. I stifled a snort. I checked each of the rooms to make sure that everyone was asleep. Nothing was out of the ordinary, well, except for the little semen on the sheets, but nothing that couldn't come out with some water. I said goodnight to Vic and Ryan, then went to Frank and my room. He was almost asleep, so I just changed into a white tank top and a pair of plaid pajama pants. I crawled into bed with Frank and fell asleep with Franks breath on my shoulder.

Ashley's POV

When I woke up, I felt someone's hot breath on my neck. Slowly, I turned around to see a very naked Mikey Way in bed with me, with his arm around my waist. I felt his dick harden and dig into my back. I tried to slide away fro him, but his hand clamped down on my arm and tightened his hold around my waist, irritating my injuries. It was so painful that I screamed. Mikey only stirred, not waking up. Frank, Gerard, Ray, Brendon, Patrick, and Pete came running in followed by everyone else. I stared at them. Apparently, Mikey was feeling very needed, so he started talking in his sleep.

"Kristen, honey... let's make a baby... we would be great parents..." The rest was incoherent. He wrapped his other arm around my stomach. Everyone was frozen in shock. Gerard snapped out of it right when I screamed louder. He wrenched Mikey's hands off of me and I tumbled to the ground. I was still screaming. Gerard smacked Mikey awake. "What? Ashley... why are you on the ground? Why am I in your bed?" He asked, rubbing his eyes. Frank helped me up off the ground. Gerard was getting mad now. His face was red and he was breathing heavily, trying to control his anger. "What's going on?" Gerard snapped. "What's going on, Micheal is that you crawled into bed and slept wiTH ASHLEY AND I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU!!!! YOU CAN'T DO THIS!!!! WHAT THE HELL IS THE MATTER WITH YOU!!??!?!? IF YOU DO THAT AGAIN, THEN I'LL BREAK YOUR NECK AND I DON'T CARE IF YOU'RE MY BROTHER OR NOT!!!! YOU CAN'T DO THAT TO A CHILD, LET ALONE A TEENAGER!!!" Gerard was yelling a Mikey who was still laying on the bed, completely naked. Frank lead me to his room.

Frank's POV

I helped Ashley up and lead him to my room. He was in shock and tears were flowing freely down his face. I set him on my bed and gave him the clothes I had grabbed on our way out of his room. He changed in the bathroom while I did the same in the closet. When I was done changing, I stumbled out of the closet to see Ashley sitting on the bed with a knife in her hands softly singing on our old songs. 

"He calls the mansion not a house, but a tomb
He's always choking from the stench and the fume
The wedding party all collapsed in the room
So send my resignation to the bride and the groom
Let's go down, this elevator only goes up to ten
He's not around, he's always looking at men
Down by the pool he doesn't have many friends as they are
Face down and bloated snap a shot with the lens.
If you marry me, would you bury me?
Would you carry me to the end?
(And say goodbye)
to the vows you take
(And say goodbye)
to the life you make
(And say goodbye)
to the hearts you break
And all the cyanide you drank
She keeps a picture of the body she lends
Got nasty blisters from the money she spends
She's got a life of her own and it shows by the Benz
She drives at 90 by the Barbies and Kens
If you ever say never too late
I'll forget all the diamonds you ate
Lost in coma and covered in cake
Increase the medication share the vows at the wake.
if you marry me,
would you bury me?
Would you carry me to the end?
(And say goodbye)
to the vows you take
(And say goodbye)
to the life you make
(And say goodbye)
to the hearts you break
And all the cyanide you drank
to the vows you take
(And say goodbye)
to the life you make
(And say goodbye)
to the hearts you break
And all the cyanide you drank
to the vows you take
(And say goodbye)
to the life you make
(And say goodbye)
to the hearts you break
And all the cyanide you drank
to the vows you take
(And say goodbye)
to the life you make
(And say goodbye)
to the hearts you break
And all the cyanide you drank
To the last parade
Well the parties fade
And the choice you made
(to the end)"

I sat down next to him and clasped his hands. "I'm so sorry that Mikey did that to you. I should've-" He cut me off. "First of all, Mikey didn't do anything. I think he just had the wrong drink. Second, what? What could you have done to prevent this? Lock me in my room? Lock him in his room? All I'm saying is that next time, we won't have any drinks from the beer tents at concerts." I stared at him. "You know, you're more mature than you look." He grinned. "Yeah, I get that a lot." Then I remembered something. "Oh shit! I forgot that we still need to have the DNA test done." He looked at me weirdly. "Well, no offense, but we still need to know for sure. And I don't care you are mine biologically. I will be adopting you." He smiled. 

Then Gerard came into the room, his face still red and he was puffing. "Gee, calm down," I said. He turned to me. "I can't! I just can't! He almost raped her in his sleep! What kind of a person is her? And, I learned some unsettling things about, his wife..." I was confused. "What do you mean?" I asked. "Kristen was pregnant when she died. Four weeks along." He said. "WHAT!?!" I nearly screamed. "And... Frank, I'm sorry..." He said. "Gee, what?" "Frank, Jamia was 12 weeks along." All I heard was her last words repeating themselves in my head. Then, blackness.

I'M SORRY!!!!! 
IT HAD TO HAPPEN!!!!!!!! 
Actually, I was forced to write this! 
My friends have very violent and dirty minds....
I was informed that I didn't do the whole "I LOVE YOU!!!" To the public thing, so sorry.
Anyway, it will be in the next chapter along with:

How do Frank and Mikey cope with losing their children before their birth?
Is Ashley really Frank's son?
Will Kellin have the guts to tell Justin he loves him?
Will Kellin have the guts to also tell the public that he's gay?
Will Mikey get kicked out by Gerard for almost raping Ashley in his sleep?
How does school go for Ashley on his first day? 
And how many licks will it take to get to the center of a tootsie pop?

THE WORLD MAY NEVER KNOW!!!!!!!!!

Sorry, had to do that.

Also, should I sign off as 

"Goodbye, my Band of Bisexual Bitches"?
or
"Goodbye, my little Killjoys"?
or
"Goodbye, children of the fandoms"?

I kind of like the last one, but comment on which one I should do.

I also think I will start signing off as Dr. Will Solace

Sincerely, your gay emo cousin