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To the End	By : Laura5402 Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 1016 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of My Chemical Romance. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter 2

I was frantically looking for my best swim suit when I heard my cell phone ringing. I ran to it in my underwear and answered it. It was Frank.
“Hey there, Liz. You’re coming, aren’t you?”
“Yes, but I can’t find my damn swim suit,” I explained while I continued rummaging for my lost piece of cloth, holding the phone with my head against my shoulder. “Ah! Here it is!” I screamed in joy.
Frankie laughed on the other side of the line. “Ok, then I guess I’ll see you soon. Hurry up,” he told me before hanging up.
I went to the dresser, put on the swim suit and smiled at my reflection. I had no models body, but I was happy with it. I put on my jeans and a black tank top and went to the car. As I was driving to the house, nervousness attacked me like a wild animal to its wounded pray. I wasn’t sure if I were going to fit in at that place. They were famous rock stars and I assumed the other guests would be other rock stars and hot voluptuous girls. I parked the car in front of the house and my jaw dropped as I saw the cars parked all along the block. My poor Peugeot 206 looked like a toy car in comparison to the Mercedes, BMWs and SUVs. I went to the front door, took a deep breath and entered.
My fears hadn’t been in vain; all sort of punk, dark and goth people were walking around the house, a drink in their hands. The way they moved about showed how self-confident they were, something I really wasn’t. I stood there for some seconds and was about to go away when I heard someone calling my name.
“Hey, Liz! Here,” Mikey was waving at me from the other side of the room. I gathered courage and went to where he was.
“Hi,” I said timidly.
“Hi. It’s great you could come. Frank’s outside, on the swimming pool.”
“Ok, thank you,” I screamed on top of the loud music coming from the sound systems I had seen the previous day. I rushed outside and what I saw didn’t make me feel better at all: the circle-shaped pool was crowded with even hotter chicks that looked plainly amazing in their minute swim suits. I walked closely and spotted Frankie talking to a blonde girl, and Gerard to a good-looking red-haired. I went to Frankie and tapped his shoulder.
“Liz! I’m so happy you’re here!” Frank stood up and hugged me. The blonde didn’t look one bit happy and neither did Gerard. His companion was looking at him with sad eyes but he didn’t seem to notice. “Come, I’ll show you were you can put on your swim suit and join us,” Frankie offered.
“Oh, it’s ok. I have it underneath my clothes,” I answered and started stripping. The blonde chick must have thought it was somehow disgusting because she turned away from us to the house. The other girl, however, was looking intently at me, which made me feel rather uncomfortable. When I was done with my clothing I left it on a chair by the swimming pool and went back to Frankie.
“Ready for a dive?”
“Yeah, sure.” I went to the edge of the pool and dived in. I whipped the water out of my face and looked at the boys. Frank dived in too and we started a water fight, something we used to do as children. After some minutes I heard the red-haired girl, Sooz Gerard had called her, left furiously to the house. I looked at Frankie with questioning eyes but he just merely shrugged. Gerard didn’t look happy. At first he just stayed by the pool, but then he strode to the house.
After a while I went out of the pool. “I’m freezing. Where can I change clothes?” I asked Frankie, shivering.
“Go upstairs, to my room.”
“Ok, thank you.” I ran to the house, followed by angry stares all along. Once inside the house I rushed upstairs and went straight to Frankie’s room. I took off my wet swim suit and quickly put on a layered black mini skirt and a lilac top and made my way down the corridor to the stairs. Suddenly I heard a sob, followed by a strange cry. It was coming from the last room on the left. I came closer to the door and noticed it was ajar. I knew I shouldn’t be doing it, but I felt the urge to know what was happening. I pressed my ear to the door and heard cries and moans. Slowly I peeped inside and was glued to the floor, watching the scene in front of me.
“Come on Sooz, cut this crap. You know I hate when you get like this,” Gerard was close to her face, annoyance in her voice.
“What do you want me to do?” Sooz sobbed, “Stand there and watch as you get that skinny piece of shit? What the fuck am I to you? Do you think I’ve got no feelings?”
“Shut up. You know we are nothing. I’m not tied to anyone.”
“I’m nothing to you, uh? And what about when we fuck? Or is that all I am, a piece of meat for you?” She was crying harder now.
“Why do you have to make things complicated by adding a title? Isn’t it enough for you when we are together? What the fuck do you want from me?” He was pacing the room in front of her, almost screaming the words at her.
“I want to know what the fuck is going on! I feel lost. One minute you are making love to me and moaning my name, and the other you are drooling at every piece of ass that walks in front of you!”
Gerard’s face contorted in fury. “Well, you know I’m nobody’s possession. I already told you that. I care about you, but not in that way.”
Sooz hid her face in her hands, crying loudly.
“Isn’t it enough for you what we have? Tell me you don’t enjoy our meetings.”
“Of course I do, but that’s not enough for me!”
“Ok, then sugar I’m sorry to say that’s all you’ll ever get from me.”
“Fine,” she spat, looking at him with despise.
Gerard walked to the bed she was sitting in and put his arms on either side of her body. “Are you sure?” he smiled maliciously.
“Yes, I am,” Sooz said straightening up and looking at him in the eyes.
Gerard slipped his hand quickly to her tights. “Tell me you don’t enjoy this. Tell me you never want me to touch you again. Say it and I’ll leave you alone.” He moved his hand in circles over her clitoris through her panty and Sooz moaned, no matter how hard she was trying to push him apart. He pressed his lips to her ear and hissed, “Tell me you can resist this,” and he put his finger full inside of her. Sooz arched her back and moaned loudly, clearly loosing control over her mind and body. “I thought so,” Gerard breathed and lied on top of her. He ripped off her panty from her body and stood up in front of her lying figure. He pulled off his swim trunks and opened her legs roughly. Gerard kneeled on the bed, grabbed hold of her legs and thrusted himself inside of her. She cried in pain at the sudden invasion. He was looking at her with hate in his eyes, thrusting in and out of her, breathing faster and faster. Sooz was crying, her head to the side. Suddenly, Gerard pulled out of her and yanked her from the bed, making her stand in front of it, her upper body lying on it. He entered her from behind, not caring for a moment about the harm he was inflicting her. Blood was dripping down her legs, staining the rug. “Please, stop,” she cried, but Gerard was as if possessed. He put his hands to her breast and took off her swim suit. He squished them hard first and then he started circling her nipples, making them hard. He pulled out again and took her to the floor, positioning himself on top of her. He kissed her hungrily and then bit her neck softly. His hands were all around her body, making it pleasurable for her at last. He sucked hard at her nipples, tracing circles with his tongue. Then, he went down to her tights, licking her clit and making her come over and over again. When he could hold it no longer, he went inside of her again moving fast and rough until he came with a loud scream, collapsing on top of her.
After some minutes he stood up and admired her broken figure curled on the rug. “Do you still want me to leave you the fuck alone?” he said as he made his way to the bathroom. I watched horrified as Sooz slowly got to her feet and put on his clothes and then I ran to Frankie’s room and slammed the door shut behind me. I was breathing fast and my heart was pounding frantically inside my chest. My brain was racing with images and thoughts. I couldn’t believe what I had just seen and I didn’t know what to do next. I sat with my back to the door and I was trying to make up my mind when I heard a soft tap on the door. I crawled to the other side of the room and just stared at the door. What if that was Gerard? What if he had seen me eavesdropping? Another tap. “You’re getting paranoid,” I thought to myself. I gathered courage and went to the door. My hand was inches from the door knob when I heard Frankie speaking.
“Liz. Are you ok?”
I opened the door and tried to pull my ‘I’m ok’ face.
“Oh, hey. What are you doing still here? You’re missing the party. Come on.”
“Yes, ok, let’s go,” I said, deciding not to tell him what I had witnessed. After all, I didn’t know the guy at all, or this girl. I decided I was going to wait and see what happened afterwards so I just went back with Frankie. He took me to the kitchen and prepared me a strong daiquiri. We sat on a couch by the door that led to the garden and talked for about an hour. I was growing worried about Sooz because she hadn’t come back. I couldn’t take it no longer so I moved closer to Frankie ready to tell him everything.
“Frankie..,” I began, but all of a sudden Sooz entered the kitchen with two other girls talking animatedly. My mouth opened a little, I was amazed at how well she seemed to be. I hadn’t realized I was staring at her and not paying attention to Frank, until he spoke.
“What?” he frowned a little.
“Uh… let’s dance.” I grabbed his hand and lead him to the “dance floor”. That was the only thing I thought of to dissimulate what I had been about to say. For a while I kept on looking at Sooz, but she seemed to be just fine, so I figured out their relationship must be like that all the time. After all, there were people like that everywhere, right?
Some hours later and after several daiquiris my brain was feeling light and my legs like jelly so I went over to the backyard and sat away from all the noise. I was lying on a tree trunk looking at the starts when I heard footsteps behind me.
“What are you doing here?” It was Gerard. My whole body tensed and my heartbeat accelerated.
“I needed some fresh air, and silence,” I answered sitting up.
“Yeah, me too. I’m sort of tired of too much noise, from the gig, you know?”
“Yes, I see,” I answered plainly.
“Can I sit with you?” His face looked boyish and sweet. How could this guy have done that to Sooz? It just didn’t seem right.
“Yes, sure,” my voice trembled a little. No matter how calm he looked now, I couldn’t take out of my head what I had witnessed. He sat down by my side and rummaged on the pocket of his jacket until he found his cigarettes. He took one and offered another to me. “I don’t smoke.” He shrugged and lit it. He let his head fall backwards to the trunk and let out the smoke forming a grey cloud in front of him. I couldn’t stop staring at him. I was afraid of him but somewhat attracted to him nonetheless. His features were perfect. His hazel eyes glowed in the dim lighted background, and his raven-black hair contrasted perfectly with his white skin. I followed with my eyes his jaw-line, stopping at the sight of his lips. A strong desire to kiss him was building inside me like a disease. The contact of the cigar with his lips made me shiver; the bare thought of what his kisses would taste like was intoxicating me. All of a sudden he turned to me. I blushed and looked away, not being able to say a single thing. He smiled and looked up again. I hated how self-confident he was, how sure of himself he seemed to be. I felt my cheeks burning even more and hate building up on the pitch of my stomach. These mixed emotions were coming in waves, and the alcohol running through my veins wasn’t helping my brain to decide what I really felt.
“We’re having a concert tomorrow, you should come,” Gerard said, making all my thoughts go away abruptly.
“What? How come? Weren’t you on holidays?”
“Well, yes, but we decided to play tomorrow at the bar where we used to go when we lived here.”
“Oh, that sounds good. I think I may go. After all, I’ve never seen you live.”
“Exactly, you’re gonna like the show. Well, I’ll see you tomorrow then,” he said standing up. I looked up at him and watched him walking back to the house and disappearing among the mass of people inside.
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