Mistakes and Misunderstandings | By : FakeSmilesAt18 Category: My Chemical Romance > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1893 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter One: Mistakes
Sneaking around was difficult because I barely resisted the urge to grab in public. Seriously. It wasn’t cheating on Jamia or lying to the guys – though, the guilt was damn near crippling sometimes – I just couldn’t keep my hands to myself.
“Baby?” Jamia called and poked her head into the bunk area.
“Yeah?” I was lying down because of my “cold”.
“Gerard, Bob, and I are going shopping. Will you be all right here?” Gobs bless her. She was here for a vacation – and to be with me – and she’d spend most of it doting on me and running around with my bandmates.
“I’ll be fine, J, go have fun,” I assured her. She smiled, blew me a kiss – that I didn’t pretend to catch – and disappeared from sight. My face bloomed with an all out grin with she called out, “Ray’s coming too!”
Mikey Way – My Chem’s bassist, and my secret bedfellow – appeared in the door not thirty seconds later. He hurled himself at me; his lips clamped over mine, desperate for attention. I responded in kind and practically dragged him into my bunk. It had been two weeks since the last time I’d had him – almost an eternity ago!
“Pants off!” Mikey mumbled, distracted by the snap on my jeans. “Off. Now!” he commanded pitifully. I obeyed and helped him ease the tight pants down my hips. He didn’t bother to fight my boxers – he simply took hold of me through the fly vent. My choked cry was cut off by his lips of mine, and I moaned when he sucked my tongue into his mouth. Gods damn me, but I’d missed this.
Working me with his hand, I found my climax far too quickly – embarrassingly fast – and I all but shrieked his name as I came. Panting, I yanked him into another kiss and switched our positions so that he was pressed against the mattress.
Mikey was all but naked – I was seconds from taking him into my mouth – when he gasped, “G-Gerard.” I looked up and saw the panic in his eyes. I sighed and got up; I didn’t even have to turn around to know what I’d find at the cabin’s door.
I pulled my pants back on, and Mikey followed my lead. Gerard waited as we dressed. “Kitchen,” he demanded in a stranger’s voice – poisoned with anger. “Now.”
Going out to the little eating area, Mikey and I sat and stared at the cheap, faux-wood tabletop. Even over the guilt and anxiety of getting caught – by Gee no less! – I felt my own irritation stir. Michael and I were both adults; I didn’t want the lecture I knew we both deserved. “Explain to me what the fuck I just saw, and then why I shouldn’t tell your fucking girlfriend, Iero.”
“Gee – Mikey began.
“Shut up, Michael! Believe me, you’re gonna get it too.”
Mikey obediently fell silent, and I was on my own. I looked up at Gerard’s amazingly intense hazel eyes…and had to look away. My face was hot with shame. “M-Mikey and I…have been messing around…”
“For how long?” Gerard practically growled.
“Since the beginning of the tour,” my lover threw in; we only had two more shows for the first leg of the American tour for our album Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge. I turned to look at my lover…he had sounded so…pleased with himself. He smiled at me, and my heart sank into my stomach. Why had I never thought of how Mikey had perceived this whole affair? Why am I so fucking stupid!?
“Why didn’t you say anything?” Gee asked and, consequently, interrupted my mental berating.
“I don’t know,” we both mumbled.
“Are you…in love?” My head snapped up, and I stared at the elder Way brother. Tears stung at my eyes.
“Yes,” Mikey said, confidence oozing from him. I shrank into my seat and went back to staring at the table.
“Well, Frank?” Gee demanded.
Looking up at him, and then his brother, I felt the accursed tears slip down my cheeks. “N-no,” I choked out. “N-no, I don’t l-love Mikey…not like that.” I felt Mikey freeze at my side, and I could feel Gerard glaring at me. “I…I need to call Jamia,” I said; I couldn’t stay sitting between them. “I’m sorry,” I murmured as I stood and ran from the room; I pulled my cell from my pocket as I went. Dialing the oh-so-familiar number, I listened to Mikey sob. My heart flopped in my chest – I hadn’t meant to hurt him.
“Hello?” I cringed at the sound my girlfriend’s voice; she sounded so happy.
“Where are you?”
“On our way back…Ray and Bob were getting mobbed!” She laughed, and my heart flip-flopped again. Guilt made it hard to breathe.
“’Kay…I-I’ll see you soon then.”
She giggled. “Okay, weirdo. Love you.”
“You, too,” I replied and shut my phone. Mindlessly, I packed Jamia’s suitcase and headed outside to wait. Mikey and Gerard had left while I was getting my shit together; I silently breathed thanks to the Gods. It only took ten minutes before the laughing trio pulled up in one of the label cars.
Jamia’s face dropped the moment she saw me; after dating so long, she could read me better than a book. Then, she saw her luggage at me feet. “What’s goin’ on, Frank?” she asked; Ray and Bob flagged her like a couple of bodyguards.
“Guys, go inside…I need to speak with her alone,” I said softly but seriously. They followed my orders, but I saw how Ray squeezed her shoulder as he moved passed. Jealousy I was not entitled to flared within me – hot and ugly – before my guilt subdued it.
“So…talk Frank,” Jamia said and leaned against the bus.
“You’re going to hate me,” I began…
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So…in reference to the ‘Gods’ throughout the chapter: I’m not Christian, and I didn’t Frank to be. I’m unsure of his religion, and I do not mean offend anyone. R and R!!!
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