Roommates

Jealous

"Come on we're going to the store." Mikey said, tapping me on the head.  "Uh..okay?" I said a little bit confused.  I went to slip my shoes on and me and Mikey left without saying a word to the boys.  I'm not sure what Mikey is today.  Soft Mikey?  Super dominant Mikey?  I don't know.  I just know that I'm tired but I can't sleep.  I've been like that for three days now.  It's making me very easy to piss off and Frank knows it.  I sighed and grabbed Mikey's hand as we walked.  It was finally getting chilly which means it's almost autumn.  I don't know about Mikey but I love fall.  I suddenly got jerked closer to Mikey's side, his arm now across my shoulders.  I looked up at him with confusion.  "That guy was staring at you." He said in a rather calm, unaffected voice.  "Oh." I quietly said.  Me and Mikey walked into the store.  "What do we need?" I asked.  "Soda, chips, bread and Pop Tarts." He said.  "Pop Tarts?" I questioned.  "Ray and Frank want them." He told me.  I nodded and followed him to the soda.

I've never been to this store so I didn't really know where things were at, neither did Mikey.  We looked around for the bread but couldn't seem to find it.  A girl with dark red colored hair walked up to us, her eyes on Mikey.  "Do you need help finding anything?" She asked, batting her eyes at Mikey.  He didn't even fully look at the girl, he just nodded.  "What do you need?" She asked.  She was trying to make her voice higher like it would turn him on or something.  I rolled my eyes and spoke.  "We need to find the bread." The girl rolled her eyes at me but took Mikey by his bicep and led him to the bread.  I wasn't sure if it was anger or jealous boiling in me when he didn't pull away from her grasp.  It was probably both.  "Here's the bread." She smiled, her hand lingering a little longer on Mikey's bicep.  I quietly growled.  "Thanks." Mikey said blankly.  "No problem cutie!" She smiled and skipped away.  I rolled my eyes and grabbed some bread.  "Let's go." I said.  Once we were out of the store I slightly exploded.  "What the fuck was that?!" I asked Mikey.  "What was what?" He asked, eyes wide.  "That in there!  You let that girl flirt with you!" I slightly yelled.  "No I didn't! She just helped us find the bread." He argued.  "She called you cutie! And instead of just leading us to the bread she grabbed you by your bicep and led you!" I argued back.  "She was just being kind, Brie.  Calm down." He said.  I laughed.  " 'Just being kind' she was literally flirting with you Mikey and you did nothing about it!" I said more angry.  "What was I supposed to do.  Shove her away and tell her to fuck off?" He said sounding a little offended.  "Well you could have pulled away from her instead of just letting her have her hands all over you!" I yelled.  We were walking into the apartment still fussing.  "Her hands weren't all over me! She was just touching my bicep!" He said loudly.  Mikey unlocked the door to the apartment and we walked in.  "She wanted her hands to be all over you!" I yelled.  "But they weren't!  At least I didn't flirt back!" He shouted.  "But you could have stopped her from flirting.  I mean, I was right behind you!"   He rolled his eyes which pissed me off more.  "A good boyfriend would have pushed her off and, I don't know?  Grabbed his girlfriend!" I screamed.  "Oh, so now I'm not a good boyfriend?" He yelled.  "No!  You're just...ahh!" I screamed and ran to my room, slamming the door behind me.  Before I could even do anything Mikey came into my room, slamming the door behind him.  He was angry which scared me.  He backed me up against my door, towering over me.  He placed his hands on each side of my head.  I looked at him trying my hardest to look just as angry even when I was scared.  Without saying a word Mikey smashed his lips on mine.  He kisses me roughly but I didn't hesitate to kiss back.  His right hand was placed on my neck while his left hand roamed my body.  He reached behind me and squeezed my ass causing me to moan, allowing him to slip his tongue in my mouth.  "I'll show you that I want you and only you." Mikey growled, trailing his hand to the waist band of my leggings.  He took his right hand away from my neck and placed it on the opposite side of his left, jerking my pants and underwear down.  I groaned.  Why did he have this effect on me.  First I'm pissed at him then I'm wanting him to fuck me so badly.  He softly placed his middle finger on my bundle of nerves, looking at me as I squirmed under his touch.  He slowly moved his finger in figure eights immediately making me moan.  I raised my hands to his hair, running my fingers through it.  He growled and grabbed my wrist making me whine at the lack of attention on my clit.  "Hands to yourself." He said.  I nodded and put my hands over my head.  His finger went back to where it was before except he was rubbing my clit harder.  I bit my lip and threw my head back against my door.  I heard him huff as he shoved a finger in my entrance not hesitating to pump it in and out.  "Fuck, Mikey." I moaned.  "Faster?" He whispered in my ear.  I nodded and let out a small 'mhm'.  He increased the speed of his fingers by very much.  "Oh god!" I moaned loudly, tugging his hair.  He looked at me and pulled his hand away.  I looked at him and whined at the loss of contact.  "I told you to keep your hands to yourself.  Now bend over the bed." He said sternly.  I walked over to the bed and bent over curious of what he was going to do.  I heard him shuffling around then I heard a small rip.  Suddenly there was a slight pain running through me.  I realized it was Mikey.  He grabbed both of my hands and held them behind my back.  I whimpered when he didn't move.  Taking that as permission to move, Mikey moved in and out of me rough but slow.  He'd pull out to his tip and slam back inside of me.  I couldn't help but scream every time he did.  He finally moved in and out of me at a normal pace.  Mikey started to increase his speed making my moans and whinpers increase.  There was a slam of a door, which sounded like the front door.  I hope it was just one of the boys leaving.  Mikey reached his hand to my front and harshly rub my clit again.  That sweet sensation suddenly hit me in the pit of my stomach making me slightly shiver.  "Oh fuck... Mikey! God yes!" I screamed.  There was a knock at our door but Mikey didn't stop anything.  "Could you guys keep it down!" Someone yelled form the other side of the door.  I couldn't tell who it was because the only noise I could focus on was Mikey's grunts and the sound of skin slapping on skin.  Mikey put more pressure on my clit.  I felt him twitch in me.  "Cum with me." He whispered in my ear.  I nodded, biting my lip.  "Oh fuck.  Now." Mikey groaned.  We came together our bodies both relaxing once we did.  He softly pulled out of me and laid over beside me.  My face was buried in the sheets not helping me catch my breath at all.  I rolled over to face Mikey who was staring up at the ceiling trying to catch his breath also.  We both heard drums from the other room.  My eyes widened realizing that meant the front door slamming was Bob.  I feel bad for his ears.  "They probably want you." I whispered to Mikey.  "Yeah but I want you." He smiled.  "I'll watch you play.  I like watching you play your bass." I said.  He bit his lip and got up, throwing his condom away before getting dressed again.  I followed him out the door once I got my own clothes on.

Bob was eye balling me when I sat down at the kitchen island.  I knew my face was as red as a tomato.  Gerard clapped his hands together.  "Now that you two are done," he said looking at me and Mikey.  "There's a reason behind this." He said pointing at his hair.  "You're crazy and like doing things to your hair?" I questioned.  He glanced over at me.  "No.  The black parade." He smiled.  "The what?" Ray asked.  "New album." He shrugged.  "And it's called The Black Parade?" Frank asked.  "Yep."  "Have you written any songs?" Mikey asked.  He nodded.  "You know how I've been playing some shit on my piano?" Gerard asked looking at Frank.  Frank nodded.  "Well I have an intro to a song." Gerard smiled.  "Come on, I'll show you." He said walking to his room.  We all walked in his room and waited for him to start to play.  He grabbed some papers then pressed a key.  The G note.