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You Terrible Memories	By : DeathxByxTrend Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 1296 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“ Excuse me sir. “ The airport security man stopped him. “ But we need to check all passengers bag before boarding. So if could just put your bag on the conveyer belt, so we can check it’s contents.”

He smirked widely at the man. Knowing very well he had a gun in his bag nestled between layers of clothes. And knowing how to get around this little problem. He gentle reached into his pocket, still smiling, and gave the man 3 fresh crisp hundred dollar bill.

The man’s eyes widen at the sight. He greedily took it from him, and placed it in his pocket. “ Your all set sir. Have a nice flight. “

“ Thank you. “ he replied nonchalantly, and giggled to himself. He loved the control. He loved being able to get what he wanted, how he wanted, when he wanted. And he knew just how to get it. And this cockiness would come at a price.

He arrived in Chicago at about 1pm. “ Shit. “ he thought to himself.“ The book signing starts at 2:30. “ and with that grabbed his bag and hailed a cab and told the driver the directions to the book store he quickly scribbled down on a napkin the day before.

He bursted through the bookstore, his bang dangling from his right shoulder loosely. He took out his cell phone and looked at the time. 2:00. “ Still got time to spare. “ he thought. To his surprise there were many people. Men and women, all different ages, and all different types, standing in the line eagerly waiting to get their book signed. He was confused, that this many people were here just to meet her. But he still was impressed. He decided to go check out the book himself.

He walked over to the display where hundreds of copies of her books were stacked. He picked up one of the heavy books and examined it. The front cover was all black and white. There was a dying rose in the middle. The title was just above it. The title was “ Whatever You Want It To Be.” and her name was placed in small writing under the rose. He huffed, totally not impressed with its appearance, but still he wanted it. But there was no way he was going to support her financially by buying it. So instead he looked around the store to see if any one was watching him, and when the coast was clear he quickly shoved it in his bag and walked away from the display whistling. He looked around double checking to make sure no one had seen him, and saw a small boy about the age of 6 staring at him with his mouth wide open. Waiting in the book signing line with his mother. The boys expression was utter shock. Because all of his short life he was told, that stealing was bad, and that adult were right. And right infront of his eyes he just witnessed an adult stealing.

Gerard quickly became nervous. He didn’t notice the boy because he was shorter than his scope of vision. He froze not sure what the boy would do. He smiled nicely as possible to the boy, hoping that he wouldn’t do anything.

The boy with his mouth still wide open looked up at his mother, who was turned to the side talking to another woman. He then looked back at Gerard. The boy’s hand went up to tap his mothers side, but before he could, Gerard shock his head “no” violently. The boy responded back with a violent “ yes”.

“ No ! “ Gerard mouthed his head still shaking.

The boy laughed and shook his head again and also mouth the word “ yes “.

“ N...O. “ Gerard mouthed again slowly.

The boy’s hand slowly, very slowly began traveling to his mother’s side. He shook his head once more.

“ No ! “ Gerard whispered firmly.

And the sternest in his voice made the boys hand jump back to his sided. Gerard smiled in victory.

“ Mommy Mommy ! “ the boy shouted as he turned around and began tugging at his mother’s shirt.

And with that Gerard raced out of the store and walked to the back parking lot, sitting down leaning on the back of the building.

“ Fuckin Brat. “ he spat as he searched his bag for cigarets and a lighter. He lit up the cancer stick with joy and in hailed deeply. He leaned his head back into the wall and closed his eyes. Thinking about nothing, just thinking. His thoughts were soon broken, by someone opening the back door of the book store. A woman walked out, an unlit cigaret in her mouth, and a cell phone in her hand. It was her.

He began smirking as he pulled himself up the wall so he was standing. She didn’t notice and continued her conversation on the phone. She sat heavy on the curb, and ran her fingers through her hair.

A strange yet familiar tingling sensation occurred in his lower abdomen. He giggled lightly. Still after a year, she was the only girl who would always have this affect on him, without even touching him. Yes, he had sex many times after her, but he never came. He couldn’t, his body wouldn’t allow him. And the only time he did was when his eyes were closed shut and he was imaging it was her. She knew his body so well. His favorite spots, what he liked, and she would always apply just the right amount of pleasure just the right time in just the right spots. They very sight of her made him become aroused. But he couldn’t let her see. He wanted to see the hurt in her eyes. The same hurt that she saw in his eyes, as she drove away in a taxi, a year ago. He wanted to make her think he didn’t care about her. That he had gotten over her, but in reality she was always on his mind.

He decided to change the subject and pay attention to the task at hand. Surprise. He loved the feeling of her venerableness. Her not having any clue he was there. There being no other people with them. He quietly moved closer to her.

“ I can’t do this anymore. It’s so stressful, traveling all over the country. “ she continued talking on the phone. “ I mean I started smoking again. But I can’t find my goddamn lighter. “ she said aggravated.

He decided this was his cue. And flicked the lighter on for her, bringing it to her cigaret.

“ Thank you. “ she said relieved, still not looking up. “ I got to go Carrie I’ll call you later. Thank you so muc....... “ she began to say as she got up and faced her helper. She was frozen in her place. She hadn’t seen this man in a year, and their last days together weren’t something she wanted to keep in her memory. She took a step towards the back door. But he stopped her. Stepping right in front of her path.

“ Well, well, well. “ he said walking around her in circles. “ Miss Delilah Hopes. I haven’t seen you in what ? A year. “

“ Move. “ she said shyly trying to push him slightly. He didn’t budge.

“ You look a lot better considering the last time I saw you, you had 6 inch gashes on your wrist. “ he said hatefully trying to crack her.

“ You look a lot better too. Now that your not crying, or fucking so random chick. “ she spit out spitefully.

He was taken back by this. He never known her for being so aggressive. She was always quite and gentle. He was angry and shocked.

She noticed his shock and began to speak “ That’s right Gerard. I’m not the same girl I used to be. “

“ You’ll always be the same Delilah. A stupid dumb bitch. “ He spat.

She giggled lightly at his pitiful attempt to try and hurt her.

“ What the hell is going on ? “ he thought. The reunion he had imaged was fading quickly, along with his cockiness. He imaged breaking her. Making her collapse on the floor in tears. Begging for his forgiveness. Telling him that the last year had been miserable with out him. And that she couldn’t live without him. He would then scoop her up in his arms and they would live happily ever after. He quickly became ashamed of his foolishness.

She was still giggling. This made him fill with rage. With one swift movement her grabbed a handful of her hair and pinned her against the wall. She squealed in pain. Clawling at his hand that had grasp on her hair. Her nails were digging in his skin. He loosened his grip but didn’t let go.

“ Your nothing. All these people that are here for you, are just bored housewives with nothing to fill out their day ! Sorry sweetie, but you’re a nobody ! “ he screamed loudly and closely his nose touching hers as his not breath hit her cheeks. He stepped away from her releasing her hair to see her reaction. Her face was blank. He waited for her to speak.

“ You can’t hurt me anymore Gerard. “ she sighed, her back still on the wall.

He thought about his next words carefully. And said what he thought for sure would break her. “ You know what ? You were just a piece of ass, that was willing and eager to do whatever I said. I NEVER LOVED YOU. “ he said confidently thinking this statement would destroy her. Because it took her so long to finally say it to him.

She giggled again.

He beginning pulling at his hair in frustration, he quickly stopped noticing her coming closer to him.

She stepped on her tippy toes and whispered in his ear, smiling “ Then what the FUCK are you doing here ?!?! “

His breathing became heavy and just when he was going to lose control he was shocked when her lips met his. He took full advantaged of this moment. Pushing her roughly back into the wall. He had awaited this moment for a long year, to taste her sweet lips again. And the feeling like so many times before was indescribable. Her hands tangled in his shorter black hair. Their tongues clashing, and their teeth biting whatever they could, bottom lips, top lips, nipping the tongue, whatever they could, for they were making up for lost time. They both began to whimper as his hand began to roam her body. He touched everything. Her breast, her stomach, her upper thighs, her ass. He wanted to make sure everything was just how he remembered it. And it was, and the feeling that it gave him a year ago was just as strong. They both began panting heavy. She broke away from him and pushed him against the wall. And reconnected their burning lips. Now it was her turn to roam her old territory. She slid her cold soft hand under his shirt, which made his gasp. He began sucking at her necking, knowing just the right spot to make her moan. Which she did. And then she quickly grabbed his hardened member through his pant. Not wanting to be the only one to surrender to the passion. Just like she thought he moaned loudly in the croak of her neck. “ I want you so bad Delilah. “ he said reaching for her pant buttons. And met her lips with his again.

“ Say it again. “ she whined between kisses. And then reached for his pant button.

“ I want you so bad Delilah. I love you. “ he said through his kisses.

She removed her hands quickly and kneed him as hard as she could in the balls. Causing him to yell loudly and collapse on the floor. Clutching the now throbbing pain between his legs.

“ That’s what I thought. “ she said out of breath as she wiped her mouth, and entered the back door the same way she came out. Making sure to close and lock it behind her.

“ AHHHHHH ! “ he screamed, as he stumbled to his feet. Knowing he had just be beaten. He began kicking and screaming at the door. Tears of frustration violently rolling down his cheeks. He ran over to his bag and grabbed her book. He threw it against the building as hard as he could. It bounced off the wall and fell to the ground next to him. He stomped on it angrily, like a 5 year old having a temper tantrum. He fell to the floor leaning on the wall next to the book. He stared at it as the tears of angry slowed. He picked it back up, and slowly open the front cover and started to read the first pages.

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