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You are not enough	By : Rachy2006 Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 1014 -:- 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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Thanks Smooshy for your review. Your stories are so amazing so it means a lot! Here is chapter deux.
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Maybe I should explain how I got into this mess. I wasn't always such a manipulative liar. I used to be a one-man kind of girl - not that I'm not now...but I'm just with the wrong man.
I was working in a bookstore in Columbus, Ohio. A college graduate who just worked in a bookstore...nothing more nothing less. With me what you see is what you get. Never had many friends, kept myself to myself. No-one really knew the real me, the real Sarah Keeley. I woke up every morning, got coffee, went to work, served morons with their latest dose of self-help, horror or romance, came home, drank more coffee and slept. That was my life...for four long years that was my life. Sometimes I felt like ending it all...it would be so easy. No-one would miss me. But then I'd meet some guy and hope that it would be the start of the rest of my life. But it would end and I would sink back into the pit I had dug myself. They never stuck around for long...who wanted to spend their life with a woman pushing 30 who worked as a bookstore clerk?
It seemed one guy did and that was Frank Iero. I hadn't even heard of My Chemical Romance when he wandered into the store one day in February 2003. I was in one of the far-reaching aisles stacking as usual when I got that feeling that someone was watching me. I turned and was faced with those muddy-green eyes and childlike face. My eyes grew wide and my mouth gaped and he just stood there clutching a thick Stephen King volume in his hands. At the time my first thought was "Did I just fall in love?" And it probably would have been the first words out of my mouth if he hadn't spoken first.
"There's no-one at the cash register and I want to buy this," he said, his eyes boring into mine, the book in his hands seeming irrelavant now. "I'm Frank," he added.
"I'm..." Fuck I couldn't even rememeber my own name now "Sarah."
"Nice to meet you Sarah." I loved the way he said my name...in that drawling accent. New York? Jersey?. We stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity, no words were needed.
"I really have to be going," he finally said, holding the book out to you.
"Oh right...sorry...follow me," I said, my voice shaking. I lead him to the front of the store and scanned his book through. "You're not from around here right?" I asked wanting to keep him from leaving for just one more minute.
"No...New Jersey," he replied, "can't you tell from the accent?" he laughed.
"I guessed at Jersey," I replied, smiling softly, as I handed him the brown bag. His hand brushed against mine and I felt like I was on fire.
"Thanks...see you," he turned and left the store, leaving me standing gormless with one hand raised in a reluctant goodbye.
The day wound on as it usually did. Customers came and went, much coffee was drunk and the mugs discarded in the backroom sink, many thoughts were had of Frank, who he was and what he was doing on Ohio so far from Jersey.
My questions were to be answered as I closed up at 5.00pm that evening. The street was already dim, and the old street lighting did little to pierce the near-darkness. I fumbled with the heavy keys outside the door, being so bundled up against the cold did not help my co-ordination. I finally turned the key in the lock with a clunk and turned to see that face again. I squealed loudly, the sound echoing down the otherwise empty street.
"Frank," I breathed heavily, the steam floating in the air, mingling with his own. "I didn't see you."
"Sorry I shouldn't have snuck up on you like that," he apologised, his already ruddy cheeks turning a darker shade of red.
"It's fine honestly. I always get a bit spooked when I have to close up on my own." We both stood in silence once more, the only sound was from me turning the keys over and over in my hands. "Are you here for something in particular?" I asked, "was there something wrong with the book...because we can go back inside and change it." I began to rifle through the keys once again but he placed one of his hands over my mittened ones and I stopped immediately. Even though there was a layer of wool separating our skin I could still feel that spark as he touched me.
"No. I just came to give you this." I looked up into his eyes, he glanced at my lips once before capturing them with his own. I instinctively dropped the keys to the floor with a clank and raised my hands to the back of his neck. He pulled me close, his fingers pressing lightly on my hips. I felt like I was falling through time as he stood there kissing me. No-one had ever kissed me this way, with so much passion but at the same time so gently. We broke apart breathlessly gripping each other like it would be the last time.
"What? Why?..." I stammered, not being able to make sense of his sudden attack on my lips.
"I couldn't stop thinking about you all day and I just had to come and see you and find out what you thought about me...about us. I know you feel it too."
"I do feel it," I smiled, joy coursing through my veins.
"Good I was afraid you wouldn't and I would just look stupid," he returned your goofy smile.
"I've been thinking about you all day as well. Wondering about you."
"Well how about we get a coffee and I tell you everything about Frank Iero."
"You actually make talking about yourself in the third person cute...so sure," I agreed, slipping my hand into his and walking towards the Starbucks down the street that stayed open late for all the waifs and strays who preferred a lonely coffee shop to going home. But this time I wasn't going there alone...I had this man who I didn't know but who I had a good feeling about. Isn't that all a girl needs on a cold winter's day?
At the time that WAS all I needed. Company, coffee and a chat with a promise of a romance. And that's what I got with Frank from the outset. I found out his reason for being so far from home, his job, his likes, dislikes, desires and dreams. That moment for me is captured like a photograph. In that moment I believed he was the one, the best I would ever find. But I hadn't met Gerard then, I hadn't looked into his caramel eyes and seen the promise of something more.
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