Teenagers

Part I

Gerards POV

I sang the lyrics I had written to the rest of my band, feeling nervous as hell. I know how bad I got before singing lyrics to my friends, and also brothers... and Frank... I look away. Nope! Nope! definitely not gay!

I allow myself to look at him again, smiling... okay maybe I like liked him a little bit.. but ONLY a little bit!

I took a deep breath and started to talk to the other band members.

"so.. Uhh guys, I kinda wrote a song that kinda describes my worst fears. it's called teenagers" I looked at Frank, my heart leaping into my throat...

Mikeys POV

I was shocked... After school every night when he was younger, Gerard used to tell me about how the teenagers scared him.

Some wore emotionless masks that tried to hide their scars

Some wore a little too much emotion, they'd be happy one day, then angry, then crying and they'd make themselves a vicious circle in their mind...

and the worst ones... the ones who worried my brother most were the ones who'd be angry at the world. And they'd "Take the light behind my eyes" he'd say as he cried into his pillows at night.

I was proud of him for facing his fears... at least through sing lyrics if nothing else.

Gerards POV

I took a deep breath and steadied my voice

" They're gonna clean up your looks

With all the lies and the books

To make a citizen out of you

Because they sleep with a gun

And keep an eye on your son

So they can watch all the things you do.

Because the drugs never work

They're gonna give you a smirk

Coz they got methods of keeping you clean.

They're gonna rip off your heads

Your aspirations to shreds

Another cog in the murder machine."

"th-that's all I wrote. I... I couldn't finish it guys..." I found myself sprinting away from the living area of our tour bus to the bathroom, blinking tears away and sobbing as soon as I lock the door.

I've failed my band... I'll get abandoned... they'll be looking for a new singer...

those were the thoughts that circled my head, pounding the inside of my skull.

teenagers scared me... they scared me shitless. I felt tears roll down my face at a rate of knots.

Franks POV

oh Gerard. He was doing so well... And he ran off... I just wanted to cuddle him