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Your Guardian Angel	By : CedricIsForLovers Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 2632 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Good Riddance (Time of Your Life)”- Green Day

Another turning point
A fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist
Directs you where to go
So make the best of this test
And don’t ask why
It’s not a question
But a lesson learned in time

It’s something unpredictable
But in the end it’s right
I hope you had the time of your life

So take the photographs
And still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf
In good health and good time
Tattoos of memories
And dead skin on trial
For what it’s worth
It was worth all the while

It’s something unpredictable
But in the end it’s right
I hope you had the time of your life

It’s something unpredictable
But in the end it’s right
I hope you had the time of your life

It’s something unpredictable
But in the end it’s right
I hope you had the time of your life

..Jillian’s POV..

-May 27, 2004-

“Once you’ve picked up your tickets, you may leave,” the vice principle of the senior class said before turning off the microphone.
“Finally. Prom is here. That means less than a month until we graduate!” Lea said excitedly.
“Thank God. Jill you’re so lucky you get to live in the city!” Jessica said. I smiled, remembering how I got my acceptance letter from NYU last week. I had called Frank up screaming and crying with delight. He was so happy for me.
“I’m glad my parents are getting me an apartment so I don’t have to stay in the dorms,” I said.
“That means sleepovers with Frank all the time,” Kristy said and winked. I rolled my eyes.
“We have sleepovers all the time anyway,” I said. We picked up our prom tickets and headed out the front doors.
“Be at my house at 5:00 for pictures!” I said to my friends before we headed off towards our own cars. I called Frank as I pulled away from the curb.
“Well hello Jilly Bean!” he said happily.
“Hey baby! You home yet?” I asked.
“Yup. Got home an hour ago,” he replied.
“Long flight?”
“Eh it was all right. I have to go pick up my tux soon,” he said.
“Yeah I just left the school. I’m about to go get my hair and makeup done,” I told him.
“I can’t wait to see you baby. I’ve missed you.”
“I’ve missed you too Frankie. Just a few more hours,” I said.
“Yeah. I’ll be over at 5:00.”
“OK I love you.”
“I love you too.” We hung up and I pulled into the parking lot of my hair salon. I walked in and up to the front desk.
“Hey Jill! Karen’s waiting for you at her usual station!” the receptionist Amanda told me.
“Thanks!” I said and headed towards the back of the salon.
“Jill! Hi!” Karen said and smiled.
“Hey Karen,” I said and sat in the chair.
“So what are we doing?” she asked. I pulled a picture of the style I wanted out of my bag and handed it to her.
“Very nice!” she commented and got started right away. An hour later, I was finished and she brought me over to the other side to get my makeup done.
“What color is your dress?” Karen asked.
“Champagne,” I replied. She did my makeup in light browns and gold’s before finishing it off with black eyeliner and mascara.
“You like?” she asked. I looked in the mirror and smiled.
“Like? I love!” I said happily. After paying and tipping Karen, I got in my car and went to Stuff-A-Bagel because I was starving.
“Plain bagel with cream cheese,” I told the guy behind the counter.
“Looking hot Jill,” I heard from behind me. I turned around and saw Jesse and Anthony, two bigheaded asshole lacrosse players. I rolled my eyes.
“What?” I asked impatiently.
“Go to prom with me?” Jesse asked.
“No thanks,” I said.
“Aw come on! You know you want to!” he pestered.
“If I did, I would have said yes,” I replied. I turned back around and paid for my bagel before grabbing the bag.
“How bout a dance then later?” he asked, moving in front of me so I couldn’t walk away.
“How bout get the fuck out of my way?” I said and pushed him aside. I walked out and got in my car and drove home. Stupid assholes. Thank God we’re graduating soon so I won’t have to deal with them. I pulled up to my house and went inside so I could finally enjoy my bagel that I had been looking forward to.
“Mom picked your dress up this morning. She said it’s hanging up in your closet,” Matt told me, coming into the room.
“Thanks Matty,” I said, my mouth full of delicious bagel.
“What are you guys doing afterward?” he asked.
“Going to Kristy’s parents place in the Hamptons for the weekend.”
“The Hamptons on Memorial Day weekend? Good luck little sis,” he said and sat down next to me at the counter.
“It shouldn’t be too bad. We’ll most likely hit traffic going out there, but whatever. We’ll deal. What are you doing this weekend?” I asked.
“Going to the Hamptons,” he replied and I laughed.
“Staying at our place out there or someone else’s?” I asked.
“There’s like ten of us and we’re staying at Eileen’s place,” he said and I nodded. “Mom and dad are staying at our house there with Dave and Hannah, possibly Pat and they’re having a huge party.”
“You going?” I asked. He shrugged.
“Haven’t decided. You gonna go?”
“No idea. Depends. If we run out of alcohol we’ll stop by there and drink and take some with us,” I said and Matt rolled his eyes.
“Just be careful all right? Don’t come home pregnant or anything,” he said, shaking his head.
“Matty I can’t get pregnant! I’m on the pill,” I said.
“Did NOT need to know that, but thanks anyway,” he said and got up before leaving the kitchen. I finished my bagel and went upstairs to go on the computer for a while. I had just created something called a MySpace and it was kind of fun. A few of my friends had it, Alicia and Mikey had them, and Frank created one last night. The guy’s manager Brian said he was going to make one for the band this weekend. I chatted on AIM for a bit before I realized that I needed to get ready. It was already 4:30. I left my room and knocked on my sister’s door down the hall.
“Come in!” I heard her yell. I opened the door and stuck my head in.
“Hey Hannah. Can you do me a favor and help me with my dress? I don’t wanna rip it and I can’t zipper it myself,” I said.
“Sure thing!” she replied and we went into my room. I got the dress out of my closet and took it out of its protective bag. My mom and I had gone to the city a few months ago to look for a prom dress. I couldn’t find one I liked, so she pulled a few strings and got Badgley Mishcka to create a custom one for me. It’s so beautiful and the only one of it’s kind. It’s floor length, champagne in color with lace over it and a silk sash wrapped around the middle. I also got a matching Dior clutch and Jimmy Choo heels to go with it. I was so excited to finally be able to wear it all. Hannah helped me into the dress and I put on my shoes.
“Do you need me to put anything into your clutch?” she asked.
“Yes please. My cell phone, chap stick, credit cards, money, license, and prom tickets,” I said. Once that was done, I thanked her and we started to head downstairs. The doorbell rang and we stopped.
“Stay here and I’ll get the door. It’s probably Frankie and it’ll be awesome to have him see you coming down the stairs looking all gorgeous,” Hannah said excitedly and ran down the stairs. She opened the door and smiled.
“Hey Frank! You look awesome in your tux!” she said.
“Thanks Hannah. These are my parents. Mom, dad, this is Jill’s younger sister Hannah,” he introduced them, after saying hi, they all walked into the house. Frank looked so cute in his black tux and champagne bow tie. He looked up and his mouth dropped when he saw me. I gave a dazzling smile and he swallowed hard before mouthing “holy shit” to himself.
“Hey Frankie!” I said happily. He fumbled with the corsage box in his hands as he tried to regain composure.
“Jilly. I… you… wow,” was all he could get out.
“You look so beautiful!” Linda gushed as she stared up at me.
“Thank you!” I said and walked down the rest of the stairs to join them. Frank was still staring at me with his mouth gaping open. I lightly pushed up on his chin and giggled.
“Close your mouth or you’ll catch flies,” I said.
“He’s speechless. My loud mouthed hyper active son is actually speechless!” Cheech said in surprise and it made me laugh more.
“Oh stop. It’s adorable!” Linda said. That seemed to snap Frank out of his trance.
“Adorable??? Ew mom don’t ever say that again,” he said and shook his head. My parents came into the room and walked over, introducing themselves to Frank’s parents. They sat down in the living room and chatted while Hannah went to go get our brothers.
“You look breathtaking,” Frank whispered in my ear. I smiled and blushed.
“And you look handsome,” I said.
“I don’t think I’ve ever been called handsome before. Hot and sexy, yes, but not handsome,” he said and cracked a smiled. I rolled my eyes.
“Wait here for a second. I have to go get your boutonnière,” I said and walked over to the kitchen. I got it out of the fridge and walked back into the living room with it.
“Anyone know how to pin this on?” I asked the room. Linda stood up and came over to help. She put it on in one shot and Frank took my corsage out of the box and slid it on my wrist. The doorbell rang again.
“Must be all your friends,” my dad said and got up to answer the door. All my friends was right. They had all followed each other to my house so we could all take pictures. There was about twenty of us.
“Pictures!” my mom said happily and let everyone in so we could go into the backyard. My parents had gotten a catering service to hand out h’orderves and drinks while the photographer took pictures of all of us. After all the group shots, the other parents wanted pictures of their kid and their date. My mom had Frankie and I stand on basically every inch of the backyard. By the time all the pictures were done being taken, my cheeks were killing me from smiling so much. Frank and I grabbed our bags for the weekend and all of us headed out to the front where our giant white Hummer limo was waiting for us. The parents wished us all a good time and told us to be careful.
“Jill I love your dress so much!” Lily exclaimed once we were all settled in the limo and on our way to the Woodbury Country Club.
“Thanks! I couldn’t wait to wear it,” I admitted.
“I don’t blame you! If it was my dress I’d never want to take it off!” Kristy said.
“I know! I really don’t want to take it off like ever!” I said with a giggle.
“I’ll take it off for you,” Frank whispered in my ear and I blushed, giving him a playful slap on the arm.
“Think you’ll win prom queen?” Lea asked me and I shrugged.
“I don’t care,” I said and shrugged.
“Everyone said Jesse Michels is gonna win King,” Lily said disgustedly.
“Yeah I ran into him at the bagel shop earlier. Fucking asshole,” I said.
“Who is he?” Frank asked.
“This meat head lacrosse player who thinks he’s God’s gift to the world,” Lea said.
“Did he say anything to you today?” he asked me.
“It doesn’t matter. I don’t need you fighting someone at my prom,” I said and Frank shrugged. Ten minutes later we were at the Country Club and we all made our way inside. We grabbed our place cards by the front door and went into the main room. The DJ was playing and the room was decorated with low candlelight. It was so beautiful. Over at our table there was a picture of Colin on one of the chairs since he was supposed to be in our limo and at our table. I bit my lip and looked away. Carrie, our student body president came over with a basket full of blue ribbons.
“Here guys. Take one and pin it on,” she said handing one to each of us. In orange writing was written “In Loving Memory of Colin Ventrice: Class of 2004.” Frank carefully pinned mine to my dress and I pinned his on his tux.
“This sucks. Now I’m sad,” Jackie said as we made our way over to the table. I sat down next to what would have been Colin’s seat, but didn’t even glance at it. I knew if I did I would break down. Within ten minutes everyone was seated and chatting and laughing while we were served dinner. After eating and making sure I didn’t get anything on my dress, we all went out on the dance floor.
“I kinda suck at dancing,” Frank admitted.
“Frank every guy in this room kinda sucks at dancing,” I said with a laugh. Frank wasn’t as bad as he said he was. It wasn’t really his type of music though. Then again it wasn’t mine either. The night was absolutely perfect. We took lots of pictures inside and outside in the gorgeous gardens and danced a lot. We also had a little candle vigil in memory of Colin and I couldn’t help, but tear up a little. Now it was time for the King and Queen to be announced. Carrie took the floor.
“Good evening everyone! I’m going to announce this year’s prom queen and king now! The votes are in and all tallied!” she said excitedly and opened up the envelope. I was silently praying I didn’t win. “Manhasset High School’s Class of 2004 Prom Queen and King are……. Jesse Michels and Jillian Palamino!” The place erupted in applause and whistles as my face fell. I looked over at Frank and shook my head.
“I don’t want it,” I said softly.
“Just go Jillian,” he said encouragingly.
“I don’t want to dance with him,” I said.
“You don’t have to. Just get your tiara and come back over here,” he said. I sighed and stood up. Jesse was already making his way to the dance floor making stupid faces at his friends and winking at the skanks. I walked over and groaned.
“Guess you’re gonna have to dance with me after all sweet cheeks,” he whispered in my ear.
“In your dreams douche bag,” I said disgustedly. We walked over to Carrie and she put the tiara on my head and the crown on Jesse’s head.
“I’m not dancing with him,” I told Carrie.
“But Jill, it’s tradition. The prom King dances with the Queen!” she said.
“Yeah come on Jill. It’ll be fun!” Jesse said and pinched my ass. Before I could react Frank had made his way over and grabbed Jesse’s tux jacket tightly.
“You touch her again I’ll break your fucking neck,” he said angrily. Luckily no one noticed since everyone had gotten up to dance.
“Oh and is that a threat?” Jesse asked like the smart ass he is.
“No douche bag, it’s a promise,” Frank replied and took my hand, leading me over to another part of the dance floor. I hugged him tightly and he kissed my forehead.
“I told you he was horrible,” I said as we swayed to the music.
“I really did mean that I would break his neck. No one touches my girl like that,” he said. A half hour later, the prom was ending so we decided to head out to the Hamptons. The drive was full of alcoholic beverages, jokes, and pictures. By the end of the two-hour drive, everyone was wasted and ready to go to bed. Frank and I took one of the rooms on the third floor that had it’s own bathroom.
“Shall we shower?” Frank asked. The last thing on my mind was showering. I wanted Frank so bad it was burning in me.
“Could you unzip me?” I asked. I turned around and felt his hands at the top of my dress. Once I was completely unzipped, I took the dress off and hung it up in the closet. I turned back to Frank and saw he was staring hungrily at me. I swallowed hard and pounced, knocking him back on the bed and crashing my lips to his. He moaned loudly and his hands roamed my body. I sat up and took my bra off while Frank’s hand went to my thong and he pulled, ripping the flimsy material from my body and throwing it on the floor. I didn’t care. I was so turned on.
“Look at me all naked and you all dressed. This isn’t fair,” I said and shook my head. “What shall we do about this?” I asked.
“You should lay down while I fuck the shit outta you,” he said seductively. Just those words made me wetter than I already was. We rolled over so he was on top and he stood up, taking his clothes off as fast as possible. Once he was in the nude, he crawled back into bed and buried his face in between my thighs. I cried out and bucked my hips up, trying to get him closer. He licked and sucked in all the right places, bringing me closer and closer to the edge. He pushed two fingers in me and I lost it, coming hard into his waiting mouth. He licked the last few shudders out of me before moving up and rubbing himself against my opening.
“Hard and fast or slow and gentle?” he asked.
“Surprise me,” I whispered. He leaned down and captured my lips with his as he slowly entered me. I whimpered a bit at the usual tight feeling.
“Shh just relax,” he whispered in my ear. Pretty soon my legs were wrapped around his waist as I urged him to go deeper. I bit my lip hard to keep from crying out as he pounded into me over and over. It felt so good to feel him after two weeks of him being away. His lips were pressed against my neck and his breathing was heavy as his hips picked up speed.
“Frankie,” I whispered and threaded my fingers through his hair.
“Jilly you feel so good,” he moaned out. “FUCK!” he cried as he spilled himself in me. I picked his head up and kissed his sweaty forehead as he tried to catch his breath. “You didn’t,” he said softly.
“It’s OK Frankie. I did before,” I assured him with a smile. I had been on the brink of an orgasm, but everything still felt so good.
“No it’s not OK. I felt you. You were almost there. I’m sorry baby. It’s just been too long and I couldn’t hold back,” he said shamefully.
“Frank it’s fine. I promise,” I said truthfully. “It felt good.” He shook his head and pulled out of me before lying on his side next to me. I was about to turn and face him, but he stopped me.
“Spread those pretty legs for me,” he whispered huskily in my ear. I obeyed, my body slightly shaking with anticipation. His left hand, which was on my stomach, moved down farther and he lightly ran his fingers up and down my slit, making them wet with our shared love juices. I cried out as he rubbed my clit softly and sucked my nipple between his lips.
“Oh fuck! Don’t stop!” I exclaimed. My hips were thrusting towards his hand and my back arched, making him take my breast deeper into his mouth. He removed his mouth and moved up towards my ear.
“You like that?” he asked seductively. I nodded hard, feeling his fingers teasing me as they moved lower. “You like this?” he asked as he pushed two fingers deep inside me. I cried out.
“Yes! Please Frank!”
“You’re so wet. You’re ready to explode aren’t you?”
“FUCK! Just a little more,” I said, breathing hard as he rubbed my g-spot. He pulled his fingers out and ran them up and down my slit, making sure to tap my tight bundle of nerves on each stroke. My body was shaking so hard and I was feeling light headed. “Frank, please! I’m gonna die if I don’t get some relief!” I pleaded. He chuckled slightly and kissed my neck.
“Remember that one time in the shower baby? Remember I told you I could make you come so hard you’d pass out?” he asked roughly. I nodded, feeling frustrated that his fingers moved away from my clit. “Let’s give it a try, shall we?” He sat up and moved so he was in between my legs. He was rubbing so lightly now that I started to whimper, almost on the edge of tears. I was so dizzy with pleasure, but it wasn’t enough. Without warning, Frank shoved his fingers hard in me, pressing on my g-spot while his other hand rubbed my clit in a frenzy. I screamed as I came and everything went fuzzy before going black. My eyes snapped open to see Frank leaning over me with a smile on his face as he stroked my cheek. My breathing was still hard and I wondered how long I was out for.
“Frankie,” I whispered.
“How was that?” he asked. My body was still humming. I had never ever come that hard or that intensely before.
“Fucking incredible,” I answered with a smile. “How long was I out for?” I asked, swallowing hard.
“Like ten seconds,” he said and kissed my forehead. He laid back down beside me and held me close. “I love you so much,” he whispered.
“I love you too,” I replied before yawning. He cuddled together and fell asleep, wanting this weekend to last forever.
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