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I was awoken yet again by the dreaded sound of my alarm I looked over at frank sleep next to me he still had tears from the night before we both had to make funeral arrangements send out invites it was awful to see him so upset but I noticed he didn't mourn his mum just his dad this was weird he almost forgot to send invites to his mums family I had to remind him he hasn't smiled ate or showers in 5 days we hadn't been to school but they had phones saying they understood. I turned the alarm off on my phone and turns back to Franck trying not to moan coz of the smell of his dirty greasy hair I didn't care I just knew frank needed me that's all I needed to know I stayed with him. I fell asleep.
*dream*
"daddy? daddy? daddy Frankie needs you wake up" a little girl about 5\6 years old with blond hair and the most amazing blue eyes "daddy, Gerard you need to wake up need to help Frankie !! Mikey's gone"
*end dream*
I am met by a very scared ray "Gerard you need to wake up I can't find Mikey his cars gone and we don't know where he is franks calling bob and trying to call Mikey but his phones off'" I just stare blankly at him until it sinks I'm I jump up and pull on some trousers and run down the stairs my panic rising with ray close behind me. I walk into the living room gathering my keys and my wallet "where are you gonna go gee ?" ray asked looking desperate I'm gonna check around town ray check anywhere you can think of frank stay here in case he comes back" frank nods his head and ray follows me I stop just before we reach the garage and look at ray " did you to fight last night?"
"no but ..."
"no but what?"
"last night was the first time we ummm ..."
"oh really? okay then don't worry I'm sure it has nothing to do with your small dick" I snigger ray looks ashamed "I'm joking ray I'm sure your dick is lovely now let's go get the other one !" we both jump in our cars and spread of to find mikey . "you'd better be okay Mikey !" I say aloud to my self "please be okay
after wondering around for half an hour I drive past Costa coffee and spot Mikey looking happy as ever I park on the curbe and run up to him "Mikey there you are where were you ? are you okay? what happened?" I sounded like mum
"hey gee sorry I had a meeting come on let's get on home I'll tell you all about it" he sounded exited
"okay but let me just call ray and frank. rays about to die I think and Frankie is calling all over asking for you "
"shit sorry my phone ran out of battery" I walked towards my car and told frank and ray we'd be home in 5 minutes got in the car and drove home when I got there Mikey was already there and ray had him in a bear hug so big Mikey was almost engulfed in his arms bob was here as well "okay ray I think you can let him breath now!" even frank looked happier or less upset at least." so what's this news mikes ?"
"well I met with a producer from eyeball records they want to sign us they are sending someone to listen to us on the 18th"
"hang on us? as in us" I said shocked
"yeah, me on bass, ray and frank on guitar, you on vocals and job on drums."
'' hahaha no way not gonna happen!!"
"but Gee-bear it might be fun to have something else to do besides school I mean it might help take my mind off things u'know" frank whispers from Behind me. I look at his face and can't say no
"fine but we have to practise everyday and no bullshit or we stop ! okay you all in??"we all shook on it and we ran down to the basment where all ready had a drum kit and a couple of microphones ray and frank ran upstairs to get their guitars we all sit around until I bring out some song lyrics and begin to sing
We could be perfect one last night
And die like star-crossed lovers when we fight
And we can settle this affair
If you would shed your yellow take my hand
And then we'll solve the mystery of laceration gravity
This riddle of revenge please understand it has to be this way
Stand up fucking tall
Don't let them see your back
And take my fucking hand
And never be afraid again
*frank, ray and Mikey join in and bob sits on the drums playing some Radom beats that fit in quite well"
We've only got one chance to put this at an end
and cross the patron saint of switchblade fights
You said we're not celebrities, we spark and fade, they die by threes
I'll make you understand and you can trade me for an apparition
Stand up fucking tall
Don't let them see your back
And take my fucking hand
And never
Trust, you said
Who put the words in your head
Oh how wrong we were to think
That immortality meant never dying
Stand
Take my fucking hand
Take my fucking...
Stand up fucking tall
Don't let them see your back
And take my fucking hand
And never be afraid again
Just because my hands around your throat!
we finish and all laugh"that was amazing ! we did it !" i say we all smile and begin work on another song this might actually work I can't believe this !
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The Sharpest Lives (Frerard)
Fiksi PenggemarThis is a Frerard fan fiction. I warn you now, it will have sex. Enjoy.
