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Liar (It Takes One to Know One)	By : LadyRevenge Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 2094 -:- 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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***A/N: Sorry I didn't update sooner, but I'm in Miami, FL visiting my sister and just now got the chance to get on her computer and post this! That's why I'm doing 2 chapters in this update. Enjoy!***

We got back to the bus and all of us ate in our respective seats. I didn’t eat that much because my appetite was suppressed for obvious reasons. A few bites in and I was done. I sat my take out box on the small table beside my chair and took a swig of my second beer. It didn’t even taste good to me. I discarded it next to the food. I sighed and began looking around the small living room of the bus. There were countless comic books strewn around various surfaces, action figures in their original blister packs hanging on the walls, a bulletin board with a collage of candid pictures of the guys doing different things and posing with different people, very good drawings of mostly comic book characters scattered on the walls, and a sexy chick calendar pinned to the end of the kitchenette cabinets, scrawled with dozens of dates and times for various appointments and shows. Gerard saw me looking around and not eating so he put his food down and stood up.
“I’m done. Wanna join me for a smoke?” He caught my stare and I nodded and followed him outside. The air was chilled, so I was thankful yet again for the hoodie he had given me. We lit up and leaned against the side of the bus. I kicked my feet lazily and watched them move the grass around in front of me. I wasn’t very talkative. I had too much on my mind and didn’t know what to do about it all.
“You’re quiet. You okay?” I looked over at Gerard and leaned my head back against the side of the bus.
“I guess. As okay as can be expected. I just keep seeing him in bed with that girl.” I made a disgusted sound and shook my head. I looked up at the stars that sparkled so happily in the black sky. I hated them for being so happy and bright. I wished I felt that way still. In one short day my life went from perfect to shit. It was just unreal.
“I know it’s hard. You probably won’t ever forget that. But, maybe you could get your mind off of it for a while.” I looked over at him and realized how close he was to me. He was staring at my lips, and I knew what he wanted. It was all I wanted too, but I didn’t know if it was the right thing to do. I was so confused. I was so strongly attracted to everything about Gerard; his looks, his compassion, his laugh, his stage presence, his sweetness and caring towards me. But at the same time, my love for Adam being pulverized to dust lingered in the foreground and hazed my inhibitions. I didn’t know whether to run away from Gerard or attack him and make love to him. I was too vulnerable to do either one at this point.
“I’m sorry,” he said, looking down and dragging on his cigarette, “I shouldn’t be doing that. It’s not right of me. You don’t deserve that.” I figured he was referring to his desire to kiss me just then.
“It’s okay. I…” I looked down at my shoes again. “I really don’t mind it. It definitely gets my mind off things.” I smiled and snickered, referring to Gerard’s earlier statement. He smiled softly and brought his hand up to my cheek, caressing it with his thumb. He stepped close to me and looked me in the eye.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, looking at my full, pouty lips and licking his own in heightened anticipation. I was suddenly shy again, and I looked down from his gaze and bit my lower lip. He snaked his other arm around my waist and pulled me into him gently. I put my hands on his chest and leaned into him. He rested his forehead against mine and closed his eyes. Then he did something surprising. Instead of kissing me, he hugged me into him, tight and secure. I didn’t expect him to do it, but it was so very nice and comforting. I rested my head on his shoulder and just held on to him. I think I needed it more than I realized at first. All I really wanted was someone to care about me. I never thought I’d find it in one of Adam’s best friends. When I left home earlier that morning, the only person on my mind was my Adam. But now, since he was no longer mine, a cold emptiness had crept in, replacing my warm heart and building up my steel walls with lightning speed. I felt like Gerard was trying to turn those walls from steel to paper, so he could enter them easier, but at the moment I was resisting with all my might. I cared about him because he had been so sweet to me the whole day, but I didn’t think I was ready for him to hang his hat in my heart. I didn’t know this man I was cuddling with. I knew that I liked him immediately from the moment I met him, but it was so awkward and weird to be hugging him when just an hour earlier, I had found my boyfriend fucking another girl. But something in me didn’t want to stop, no matter how weird it was. Something about it felt right. Gerard rubbed my back up and down and played with my lengthy, black hair. I gripped his shirt with my fists and clung to him for dear life. At that moment, I felt he was the only person in the world who gave a damn about me.
“You okay?” He asked, leaning back and trying to look at my face. I didn’t move, I just held onto him tighter.
“I’m just fine now.” Gerard smiled and leaned his cheek on my head. I sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. We stayed like that for what seemed an eternity, until my eyes began to get heavy and I realized how relaxed and sleepy I was. I yawned, and Gerard leaned away and looked at me.
“Are you tired?” I nodded, smiling and blinking heavily. He moved some hair out of my face and traced my cheekbone with a finger.
“Come on, I’ll show you to your room.” He took me inside, where the guys had settled down for the night. Ray was lying on the sofa watching “Chappelle Show” and Mikey was asleep in the sofa chair, looking rather uncomfortable. Frank and Bob weren’t in sight, so I guessed they were in their bunks. When Gerard took me back to the big bedroom and closed the door, I realized that it must be his bedroom only.
“Gerard, I’m not going to take your bed from you. I can sleep out there on the floor or in one of the bunks. I don’t want to put you out of your own bed.” Gerard opened the door and picked up my duffle bag and brought it back into the bedroom. He sat it on the bed beside me and looked down at me.
“Don’t worry about it. The bunks are plenty comfortable for me. You need a good night’s sleep, and this is the biggest bed here. You are more than welcome to it, okay? It’s not putting me out as you say.” I gave in, but felt defeated nonetheless. I sighed and slumped my shoulders.
“Are you absolutely sure?”
“Yes! Now go to bed!” He widened his eyes and for a moment he looked just like my mother when she got mad at me as a kid. She scared me more with her evil eye look than with a smack to the behind. He snickered and rolled his eyes as he opened the door and started to leave.
“Let me know if you need anything,” he said, smiling and backing down the hall. I nodded and smiled back, watching until he closed the door and I lost sight of him. I changed into a black tank top and pajama pants and crawled up onto the bed. Sleep was suddenly very attractive to me, and when I lay down I felt like I could stay that way happily for the rest of my life. I reached up and turned the small lamp over the bed off and turned over, letting sleep quickly take over my mind and body.

My dreams were fitful; full of blurred images of Adam and that girl. I kept seeing him smiling at her before he realized I was standing there. I couldn’t shake his smile. My dream zoomed right up into it and then suddenly his head was huge and filling up the whole bedroom and he was laughing maniacally while the girl’s moans echoed all around me. I started crying and ran out of the room but Adam followed me, mocking my cries until I disappeared into the blackness. I awoke with a jerk, and sat up in bed. My hair was clinging to my face, which was wet with tears and sweat. I collapsed back down on the bed and sobbed into the pillow. The bedroom door opened quietly and someone loomed at the foot of the bed.
“Jordyn?” Someone whispered my name. I was too upset to be startled, but I sat up and turned to see who it was. Gerard was standing there, hair askew and a very sleepy face. All he had on was his sweat pants. He sat on the edge of the bed and held out his arm.
“Come ‘ere.” I scooted down to him and he wrapped his arms around me. I cried on his chest, and he stroked my head and just held me. He knew I had had a nightmare. I felt like a silly little girl by being so emo, especially in front of five guys I didn’t even know. I tried to calm down and stop crying, but I still held on to Gerard for dear life. His scent stirred something deep in me that I didn’t realize was there for him. He smelled faintly like Xeryus cologne and clean bed sheets. It was intoxicating, as was so many other things about him. His skin was soft and warm, and I lightly dug my nails into his back as I held him.
“Did you have a bad dream?” He softly whispered. I nodded into his neck and then sat up. He moved the wet strands of hair out of my face and with his thumb, wiped the tears from under my eyes. I held his wrists as he did this, and just looked at him.
“Why do you care so much?” I asked, my voice shaky and crackly. He looked at me and slightly furrowed his brow, pondering whether I meant that as a dig or just a curiosity.
“I don’t know. Something just tells me I should. I couldn’t just let you stand out there and cry earlier. I couldn’t take it. You were so sad, and something in me told me to make you happy.” I smiled at his kindness. I had never had someone show me such compassion in such a short amount of time. He was amazing. I cupped my hands around his face and just kissed him. I was overwhelmed with the need to. He kissed me back, gripping my waist with his hands. I guessed it was my way of thanking him, but it was also partly driven by the sensual feelings that were creeping into me. It was the middle of the night, it was dark, Gerard didn’t have a shirt on and was touching me and I was just consumed with passion. He deepened our kiss, and I let him explore my tongue with his. He tasted heavenly. I felt like I was having an out of body experience. I found myself laying down and feeling Gerard’s weight resting hotly upon me. My nails dug into the back of his ribcage, and I heard throaty moans escape his feverish mouth. His lips left mine and ventured down the front of my throat, leaving a trail of white hot kisses in their wake. I ran my hands through his hair and sighed. I heard faint, loud voices somewhere, and they sounded angry. They got louder until I could make out what they were saying. Something about me; about sleeping; about not caring. I lifted my head and looked at Gerard.
“Did you hear that?” He briefly looked up from his place at my neck and furrowed his brow.
“What?” He breathed.
“Nothing,” I whispered, and rested my head against the bed again.

The bedroom door slammed open, jolting me awake. I sat up and turned to see what the commotion was. Adam was standing at the foot of the bed, Frank and Mikey right behind him. I pulled the sheet up to my chest, a look of horror taking over my face.
“Get out Adam! Leave her alone!” Frank grabbed Adam by the arm and tried to turn him around. Adam broke free of his grip and leaned down to grab at my leg.
“Get away from me you pig!” I screamed, curling up at the top of the bed.
“We need to talk. NOW!” He shouted, pointing at me and breathing heavily. Gerard pushed his way through and into the room. He checked to see if I was okay and then looked at Adam.
“Get out Adam! She doesn’t want you here, and neither do we.” Adam glared at Gerard and grinded his back teeth.
“So that’s it, huh? Just like that! No more us either?” Gerard glared right back at Adam, his jaw clenching in disgust.
“You did it to yourself, Adam,” Frank said. Adam looked at me again. Tears were streaming down my face as I just looked at all of them standing there. I realized it was morning, and that the dream I was having wasn’t real. That was the only reason I had begun to cry. It wasn’t because Adam had burst through the door in a rage.
“I guess just call me Bert then, huh Gerard? You love killing your friends off don’t you?”
“Fuck you, Adam,” Gerard said menacingly. Adam gave me one last look; one that said so much in such a short amount of time. He looked angry, hurt and sorry all rolled up in one, but it didn’t faze me. He had done something so horrible to me that nothing he said or did could ever make up for it. Ever. He sighed, irritated, and pushed through the guys and out the door. Frank and Mikey followed him, and Gerard sat down next to me.
“Are you alright?” I nodded, wiping the tears from my cheeks. I ran a hand through my hair, realizing how awful I must have looked after having the dreams I had had. “We tried to stop him from coming back here, but he…” I interrupted him.
“It doesn’t matter. I’m over him. I don’t need him anyway. But thank you for trying to keep him out of here.” I smiled and placed my hand on Gerard’s. He nodded and stood up.
“Do you want some breakfast? We’re making French toast.” I slid down to the end of the bed and stood up, stretching my arms high above my head. My stomach insisted that I say yes.
“Yeah, that sounds really good. Can I shower first though?”
“Yeah, sure! Everything’s in there that you should need.” I grabbed some clean clothes from my duffle and went into the bathroom. The hot water was heavenly raining down my tired body. As I washed, it felt like I was washing away all the hurt and anger towards Adam at the same time. By the time I was done, I felt like a new person. I got dressed and padded into the living room and plopped down on the sofa next to Frank.
“Hey, you alright?” He sweetly asked.
“Yeah, I’m fine, thanks. I can’t believe he just came in here like that; disrespecting you guys that way just to show his ass. I’m really sorry you all had to see that.” Frank shook his head and looked over at me.
“No, we’re sorry that he put you through all the bullshit. It was a real shock to us.”
“You’re telling me!” I chuckled and ran my hand through my long wet hair.
“I’m just glad we could be there for you. You’re welcome here as long as you want.” I shot Frank a perplexed look and then glanced at the other guys. They all nodded in unison. I turned to look at Gerard and he had a sly grin sliding across his mouth.
“What do you mean?”
“We all talked about it this morning, and we think you should come with us on the tour for the remainder of your vacation.” Gerard flipped a piece of French toast onto a plate.
“You’re all joking, right?” They all shook their head in unison again. I shook my head in disbelief.
“I can’t stay with you guys that long! It’s just not right. I…I refuse. I will not impose on you guys that long. No way! Uh-uh!” I vehemently declined the offer. I stood up and walked back into the bedroom to get my duffle and shoes. I brought them out to the living room and sat back down.
“Where are you going?” Gerard asked, coming over and standing in front of me. I put on a pair of socks and slipped my Adidas Sambas on my feet.
“I just can’t Gerard. I told you that last night.” A look of disappointment swept across his face.
“Can I talk to you in here for a minute? Please?” I sighed, looking up at him and then over to the bedroom where he was pointing. I reluctantly got up and followed him back there. He shut the door and sat me down on the bed. He squatted down in front of me and began to talk.
“Look, I can’t force you to stay. But I can beg. I want you to stay. I really do. I’m the one that asked the guys if they cared whether you stayed for two weeks. They all thought it was a good idea.”
“But you all probably have girlfriends and I would just be in the way. I don’t want to prod into your privacy like that. I wasn’t raised that way.” Gerard rolled his eyes and sighed.
“We don’t ALL have girlfriends,” he said, looking me in the eye and raising his eyebrows. “And they aren’t always here either. There is enough room for you to stay with us and we really would like it if you did, okay?” I slumped my shoulders and sighed. He wasn’t going to let me win. I could see it in his eyes. I just didn’t understand yet why he was so adamant about me staying.
“Are you sure? I mean absolutely sure? I mean, you didn’t bribe them into agreeing with you or anything did you? I don’t want to feel resentment from anyone.” I cocked an eyebrow and studied his face. He knew I was going to say yes. He couldn’t hold back his boyish grin.
“Of course not. They don’t do things they don’t want to do. They’re men, remember?” He snickered under his breath.
“Well so are you,” I said, fighting a smile of my own.
“That’s right. And I usually get what I want.” I raised my eyebrows at this statement, and saw his look pass into a sultry stare.
“You do? Really? Well, I’m a woman, and I usually get what I want too.” I leaned closer to him, as if I were going to kiss him. He looked down at my lips and slightly cocked his head to one side.
“Touché, madam. Touché.” He smiled, not taking his gaze from my lips. I smiled, putting my hands on his shoulders and standing up. He nearly lost his balance and fell back, but caught himself with his arms. He looked up at me as I stood over him, triumphant in my flirtations.
“Oooh, you’re so gonna get it. Revenge is sweet,” he said, standing up and looking into my stare.
“Bring it,” was all I said, smirking and stepping around him to return to the living room. Mikey was finishing the French toast that Gerard had nearly let burn, and soon we were all enjoying it together.
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