I woke Gee up, listening to his tired whining. I carried him out and sat him down at the table. I made him some cereal and when I turned around he was curled up on top of the table asleep.
"Gee," I sighed.
The door opened and Jamia walked in with the rest of the guys and I sighed.
"Come on, Gee, you have to eat," I said
He whined as I got him back into his seat and put his bowl in front of him.
"Morning, Gee," Evan said, rubbing Gee's hair.
They all said hello to him as he just whined unhappily.
"So what do we even wear?" I asked.
"Well, you don't need suits but at least wear something relatively nice," Jamia said. "No dirty hoodies or the one that says 'cunt' on it, and most definitely not the 'Jesus is a cunt' one."
"Hey, you're the one always stealing my cunt hoodie," I said. "And I lost that other hoodie."
"Well good, don't wear it," she said. "Go put on one of your flannels. But knowing you you'll probably wear a long sleeve with the flannel and a cardigan and a jacket."
I chuckled softly, going back to get dressed. I put on a black t-shirt, a grey flannel and my black leather jacket with some black jeans and my doc martens. I went back out and smiled softly when I saw Evan playing with Sebastian, making him dance on the table while Gee giggled.
"I don't think I'm ready," I mumbled as I poured myself some coffee.
"You're ready," Jamia said as she walked over. "You've been dreaming of this moment ever since you were eleven and joined your first band. You are going to kill it."
She kissed my cheek gently and I smiled.
"You look cute," I said.
Jamia blushed as she looked down. She had on a black dress with a pink blouse, a black cardigan, translucent black tights and black heeled boots.
"You should wear that color more, it looks good on you," I said.
Jamia opened her mouth to say something when Gee interrupted her.
"I'm done eating," he said.
I went over, grabbing his bowl to put it in the sink. I grabbed the flip phone from the counter and handed it to him.
"Gee, you press this button when you need to call me but only if it's an emergency," I said. "And only answer it if my name is there."
"What's your name?" Gee asked.
"My name is Frank, you know that," I said.
"What is that in written?" Gee asked.
"Gee, do you know how to read?" I asked and he shook his head. "Alright just don't answer the phone unless it says this."
I wrote my name down and he nodded.
"I won't be gone for long, I promise," I said. "You have your toys and your paci and Seb Seb, I promise I'll be back soon."
Gee nodded and I kissed his cheek. We all got into the car and I bit my lip nervously.
"You have the thumb drive?" Jamia asked and I nodded.
"Oh god, I think I might be sick," I mumbled.
"We've got this, Frank," Matt said, patting my shoulder.
"Yeah, we're gonna kill it," Alex agreed.
I smiled softly, nodding my head. We got to a building and I looked around curiously as we walked through the halls to an office. We sat down in front of Bob Bryars, the owner of Raw Stereo Records.
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Fourth of July
FanfictionFrank Iero is pretty much your ordinary twenty-two year old man working dead end jobs while trying to get his band started with his best friend and his manager, Jamia Nestor. And then one day while walking home he finds a not-so-ordinary man who rea...