Killjoy Family

Chapter 3

I saw Gerard's rare smile fade as eyes gazed at the figure behind me. I stopped talking and didn't bother to turn around, not wanting to show any fear.

"Looks like your girlfriend ain't showing any respect." He said lowering down to my level. I felt his hot breath on my neck.

"Hey, hun." he whispered grabbing a patch of my hair and pulling it upward, dragging me with it. 

I began thrashing and kicking him, but he just laughed. He had managed to get me a couple feet off the ground which freaked me out. Mikey, Frank, and Ray were nowhere to be seen. Gerard was in front of me, yelling at him to release me. 

"Let..me...go!" I yelled at him.

"What are you gonna do about it, emo?" He laughed. I had had enough. I swiftly kicked backwards, right in his balls. He immediently dropped me and crossed his legs in pain. I noticed even more jocks behind him, including Becky. Before I knew it I grabbed Gerard's hand and ergered him to the parking lot. 

He followed and we found all three of the guys surrounding the car, chating and laughing. Gerard pushed them aside and ran to the drivers' seat. I followed suit and ushered the rest in. This time Frank was to my right and Gerard to my left.

I glanced around to see a group of angry guys hopping into a car, starting it up and chasing us.

"They're following us." I said paniced to Gerard.

"We're just gonna have to lose them." He said pulling into a random neighborhood. 

"What the hell happened?" Frank question from beside me.

"Drake picked Becky up by her hair so she kicked him in the balls."

"Nice one!" Frank said elbowing me congragulatingly. I grinned at my achievement and at his cheeky smile. The rest of the ride was tense and silent, till we saw them give up and turn around. We went to Ray's house and dropped him off, it was one thirty in the morning so we gave up watching the movie.

"Hey wanna sleepover?" Gerard asked me quietly from the drivers side.

"I dunno, Frank?"

"Sounds good. I'll call my mom then." He nodded as we pulled into the Way's residence. It was nice and clean, trimmed and tidy. We all made our way out of the car and shuffled into the house. It was dark and quiet, the only sound was our foot steps and the fridge opening.

I looked over to see Gerard getting four bottles out of the fridge. He must've noticed me looking.

"Want one?"

"Nah, I don't drink."

"Really? Suit yourself then." He said putting one back and shutting the door with his hip.

I didn't care, I just didn't like alcohal. There was something too inviting and comforting about it.

Gerard handed the beers to Mikey and Frank then popped his open. He took a swig then waltzed over to the DVD rack. He picked a random one and pushed it in. He returned and plopped next to me.

I noticed Mikey on the other side of me. His beer was laying on the table, untouched.

"Arn't you going to drink?" I asked. He looked down at me.

"If you aren't, I'm not. Besides, being sober alone isn't fun." He said laughing lightly and smiling. I smiled back and was glad I wasn't alone. 

Jaws, the movie of Gerard's choice, started and within no time Frank and him were on to their second beers. I sighed as Gerard plopped down next to me, slinging an arm around my shoulder. I didn't really mind, it's not like he was trying anything. 

He slammed the empty bottle on the coffee table and made a wobbly approach at standing.

"You want another, Franky?"

"Yeah, I'm there, baby!" He said giggling.

I sighed and schooched closer to Mikey. 

"How long does it take him to crash?"  I asked looking up at him.

"I dunno, he usually goes through an emotional break down at around four drinks, get angry the fifth, and passes out by the sixth."

"Okay. He doesn't get, like, vilolent, does he?"

"Nah, at least not that I know of. Maybe Frank, but the guy is a five foot four vegetarian. Doubt he could do much damage." He said chuckling.  I half heartly smiled and laughed, still kinda worried. He was getting his third and so was Frank, which meant I should either help them or go somewhere safer. I decided to just focus on the movie and hope he would pass out.

I snuggled into Gerard's arms and tried not to inhale the beer too much, I hate that smell. He kept laughing at parts that were trying to be funny with Frank. Every time he looked over I pretended to be asleep. I'm pretty sure Mikey went up stairs sometime, I couldn't hear him over the guys' laughter.

Towards the end of the movie, I heard someone creeping over to me.

"Beckkyyyy?" the voice slurred. Frank. "Beckkyy? Wakkee upp." I llifted my eye lids up to see his face right in front of mine. 

"What, Franky?"

"Can I have you give me a piggy back ridee? Pretty pleasee?Pleeeaaasssseee?"

"If I do will you stop asking?"

"Of course, Beckyy!" I sighed standing up and ushering him to stand on the couch. He jumped on my back suddenly but I held him up. He was laughing and gigling as I walked around the room. Gerard was laughing his ass off. 

"I lovee you, Beckyy. You're the best, baby!" He slurred while laughing. I sighed and dumped him on the couch. They were still uncontrolably laughing as I escaped and found my way up stairs to what I assumed was Mikey's room, the light was on. I knocked lightly and I heard shuffling as he opened the door.

"Yeah?" He asked. He was still in his clothes and comic books were sprawled on his bed.

"Um, can I have a ride home, or at least directions?" I asked gesturing to the mess downstairs. I smiled and he ushered me into his room. 

"If you climb out the window, there's only like a three foot drop. Gerard always leaves his keys in the car. I'll go first."

I nodded as he opened the window and slid out. I waited till I heard the thud to climb out myself. 

Once we were on the ground we headed to the drive way and found the keys still in the ignition. Silly Gerard. We climbed into the truck and Mikey turned the key.

"Wait, you can't drive."

"Yeah but it's like four am. No one's out."

"True. Just be careful, I want to come home in one piece."

"Don't worry, I won't kill us. Turn Nirvana up."

***

"Thanks for driving me home, Mikes."

"No problem."

"We should do something tommorow, comic store maybe?" His eyes lit up at my suggestion.

"Yeah, that'd be great."

"Well, night." I said smiling and shutting the door.

"Night." He said starting the car and driving off. I slid into my apartment and found that Cindy was still asleep. Phew. 

I washed my face then went to my room. I changed into my PJs when I checked my phone. A voice message.

"Okay, Becks, Gerard says he lovess you, but so do I, so we got a problem right here!" I heard Frank slur. Oh God. "But um, Rebbeca dearest, my baby, I lovee you so fucking much. We should watch movies and make brownies, and shit! I know. I know. Gee says hi by the way. Bye sexxxyyy."

I sighed and threw my phone on the bed. I wasn't going to tell them about that message, for their sake. I fell into a much needed sleep.