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Rock of Love with Gerard Way	By : covetous Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 1006 -:- 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.

Chapter List
- 1-Episode 1: Just Peachy 1
- 2-Just Peachy 2
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This wasn’t any worse than a concert full of over-excited fangirls. Nothing he didn't know how to handle. He continued telling himself this as the group ventured into the pad VH1 had provided. It was edgy and eclectic, bordering on tacky with its assemblage of black and red silk drapes. Gerard almost wanted to take neon pink paint and portraits of care bears to the place. He couldn’t stand all this damned pretentious morbidity. That’s not who he really was.

As he waltzed inward and began taking in the surroundings, he heard the soft clucking of the wanton chickens measuring up their new coop from behind. Feeling a hand on his forearm he span around and forced on a huge smile, trying to ignore the camera that just followed her. “Well hi, there.”

“Hullo.” Her red faux hawk bounced as she tossed her head to the side in a silly attempt at a kittenish gaze. All her tattoos and piercings could have been considered attractive if not for the instinctive burning sensations he suddenly felt on his chest as if experiencing her process of getting what they called ‘inked’. His hand shot up to his ear as well at the vision of such huge black monstrosities in her lobes.

Another woman was suddenly at his other side. She had extremely short bangs and a white face as if she’d been pulled right out of a 1920’s pin-up girl magazine. The only inkling that she was human was the slight shade of pink in her lips. She hooked her arm around his free one and the two of them started ushering him off to a couch. He could have sworn he saw their eyes flash to the camera following them but it could have been the xanax. ‘Damn it why the fuck did I take those?’

“So what’s up, man?” The girl with the tattoos gave him a little shove in his shoulder as the two of them tried to separate him. The producers told him he needed to get to know everyone he could, so he went along with it and the three of them took a plush black couch, the leather squeaking as they sat. The girl continued. “I’m Vanessa by the way.”

“Yeah. Hey...” He just nodded and kept his smile, his eyes swimming around to the other.

“Nadia.” She hummed and curved her lips into a pleasant grin. She reminded him too much of Lindsey with her quiet smiles and gentle but subtle wild disposition.

“Nice.” Gerard cleared his throat and the two girls pulled him back to where he was reclining backward, making it easier for the two of them to take either shoulder and peer at him expectantly.

“Holy shit it’s cold in Seattle.” Vanessa piped up, her face animated and her voice boisterous. “I mean you know what the fuck they say about people from here and getting all depressed and shit from the lack of sun? Like holy shit I hope we don’t get all mopey while we’re here.”

He opened his mouth to respond and realized with a silent sigh that about five of the other girls were already getting antsy, their drinks in hand as they approached the couch. Some of them looked as though they wanted to eat his toes, not flirt with him. ‘Maybe that’s how they flirt on the planet they come from.’

Vanessa ignored them and continued. It seemed as though she was more than capable of having an entire conversation without anyone to help her. “You know it’s gonna suck when all us chicks start getting our periods at the same time. Oh my God did I cross a line? Oh man I totally shouldn’t have said that.”

“Well…” He smirked, returning to the girl and speaking before she could keep going. “You know what they say about periods and lines?”

“No. What?” Vanessa laughed far too loudly, entirely out of place.

“I dunno. What do they say?” Gerard opened his mouth and made it look like he was laughing but didn’t. He then swiftly rose to his feet, leaving the two girls entirely confused and a bit burned. Moving up to the camera that had been filming them he looked straight into the lens and started making the same miming act as though he was laughing, his eyes wide in the theatrics.

“CUT!”

Gerard rolled his eyes and sighed dramatically as a producer marched up to him, his slightly wrinkled face tightened up. “Mister Way, you’re not supposed to-“

“Not supposed to look at the cameras.” He chanted and hung his head like a child scorned, but quickly rose out of it and shrugged. “Sorry, mein frueher. Won’t happen again.”

The producer nodded and when he had his back turned, Gerard looked over at one of the groups of women and shook his head mouthing “NOT.” Sending a few of them into giggles. He had every intention of fucking this whole production up. The more chaotic and out of order it turned out the less he’d feel like a complete tool of society for being involved with it.

“We’ll just edit it out. Alright.” The man mumbled, marching out of the scene.

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-“Grr, I don’t know how to do this kind of thing.” A one-on-one interview scene appears, the girl known as Bridget is pouting slightly. “All of these desperate girls are just pouncing on him. It feels more like a hunt than a mixer. I can’t be that persistent.” She scoffs, her ego showing through. “And when I say persistent I mean slutty.”-

None of the girls seem bothered by Gerard’s little mishap with the cameras and continue as if nothing happened. At the bar sits six of the group, all taking full advantage of the free alcohol before attempting to approach their host. Amongst them is the blue-haired Marilyn, Claire, and a small-framed large-eyed impish girl with a pixie cut, a one piece black tube dress and a maroon scarf.

-“To tell the truth I didn’t expect to get on the show.” The name “Valeria” rolls into place below her. She removes the scarf to reveal a series of bruises on her neck. “I have this condition... I’m kind of sick. I mean I don’t want to get into it, but I was sure when I went through the medical inspection I’d get rejected.” Smiling weakly she shrugs her tiny shoulders and replaces the scarf.- Showing her at the bar again she stares down at her drink and starts chewing on a slightly chapped lower-lip.

The five girls that had made their move on Gerard swoop in and carry him into another room like a tidal wave. Nadia and Vanessa follow at a distance, looking more than a little peeved.

-“What DO they say about periods and lines?” Vanessa groans in her single shot. “I mean what is this shit? Riddles? Is he the Mad fuckin’ Hatter or what?”-

“I got you a drink.” A girl with straight blond hair and dark roots purrs as she hip-bumps a girl out of her way to get to Gerard, now surrounded in the game room, pushed up against the pool table. She wears a small black lace babydoll dress with muted pink tights, a lace black ribbon around either thigh. He accepts the glass and is almost forced to raise his arm to allow her to press against his chest.

-“I don’t screw around.” The name “Courtney” falls into place below her head and she tilts her face menacingly. “These other bitches better watch it. I don’t play games if you get me.”-

The girl named Liu slides her way sneakily to his other arm and clinks her glass with his. Courtney blatantly glares at her as Liu and Gerard take their drinks.

-“I had a problem with drinking a long time ago.” Gerard’s first one-shot appears and he has an unreadable look on his face. “I was stone sober for five years, but I figured out how to keep it all in moderation.” He shrugs. “I guess I need to watch myself here though. Far too much booze for one place.” He shakes his head and looks darkly to the side, making a little pucker with his lips. “Far too much." There's an area of film where it looks edited. "I mean I'm here to find love, not get smashed.”-

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'There's nothing more I hate more than when I catch myself being fake'. He swallowed the rum and coke and tried to listen to the two girls speaking, as well as the little quips some of the others throw in. They were talking about something to do with the music they enjoyed and every once in a while berating each other for their 'bad taste'. Inside he's getting torn up, feeling as though he might just scream out of nowhere. Scream so hard that his lungs collapse and it would all just end right there. Of course he wasn't here to find love. It was all bullshit. Why was he here?

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"Anyone who listens to Beyonce or Usher doesn't deserve to breathe my oxygen." A girl with black and red hair giggles wickedly at her comment and sips at her drink through a straw, peering devilishly over her cup.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Liu gets offended and marches up to the one who made the insult. She's much shorter and needs to crane her neck in order to look her in the eyes. "And what the fuck makes you so special?"

-"People get so defensive." The girl who insulted Liu shakes her head. The name "Susie" displays under her. "But I mean come on. Usher?"-

"Darling, you need to get out of my face." Susie lifts a hand with long black nails and pushes Liu away by the shoulder.

"DON'T YOU FUCKING TOUCH ME!"

It all happened too quickly to figure out, and multiple cameras suddenly rush up to catch the slap-fight from as many angles as they can manage. Kent barrels through the door and gets to work at calming the situation.

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Gerard took this opportunity to get out of the room and catch some air. It seemed no one noticed him and he was in the main living room again. A few of the girls were sitting at the bar and glancing over at him with genuine concern.

"Who's fighting?"

"Uhm... Hey! I'm going to head out for a little while." Gerard avoids the question. He hadn't caught either of the girl's names yet. "Once things settle down we can start the show."

"Uhm." One of the more quiet girls grins and stands up, twirling her black hair nervously around a finger. "What show?"

"Oh you'll see." He grins. As much as he wants desperately to just sit in his room and get away from these insane women, he's grateful that this group isn't chasing him and trying to get him alone. "Catch you later."

"See ya." They wave and he spins on his heel, heading for his private room without trying to seem too desperate to escape.
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