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greener grass	By : ournationsfate Category: My Chemical Romance > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 941 -:- 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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She lives close enough to walk to so I don’t take my car. I likewalking at night better anyway. It was relatively warm but I wore my leather jacket anyway.
This is wrong. This is so awful. There is no way I’m going to get away with this. Melanie will inevitably find out. Hell Melanie probably hired this girl to ask me out. That must be it. This girl is way too hot to want me. Hell I should have known something was up the moment she walked into the store. No chick with a face like that goes to our store. The only logical explanation is that I’m being set up. I should just turn around now. Why do my feet keep going in the direction of her apartment. I should be turning back. Damn it feet. You’re in league with dick aren’t you? No longer listening to me huh? Well all right. If she offers a foot massage guess who’s getting turned down. That’s right.
C’mon legs you have the power to stop this coup d’état. This is for wearing tight pants isn’t it? Oh well. Fuck you body. I’ll let you take me to her door. Only because the truth is; dick has taken over brain as well.
I reach the lobby. I press the button for her apartment. She rings me in and I proceed. As I approach her apartment I really wish I had brought her flowers. It’s corny but I have a feeling she would have gotten all girly said “awww” and kissed me. At the door of a random apartment there is a tacky floral arrangement with a big “Get Well Soon Grandma” sign sticking out of it. I commandeer a single red rose that luckily has a long stem. I knock on her door. I hear a loud crash, a groan, and a very distraught Kendra saying “Just a minute.”
She answers the door. Her hair is slightly disheveled but she looks gorgeous. “Hey sorry about that. I was trying to hang a painting and it didn’t quite work. Oh the woahs of being short.” she says with a laugh. She looks at the rose and smiles. “For me?”
I smile and hand it to her. She kisses me on the cheek. “A single red rose. Very sexy. Thank you” she adds.
As we walk down the hall she sees the source of her rose and laughs. “And you stole it from a dying old woman. Even sexier. You are definitely my type of guy.”
I just blush. “So what do you want to see?” I ask her. I really don’t go out to the movies much. The only time I do is when Melanie drags me.
“The world.” she responds dreamily. “But I’ll settle for a movie.”
We continue to walk along. We pass by a guy selling hats, scarves, and bags on the sidewalk. She picks up two black derbies and throws the guy a 20. She playfully puts one on me and slaps the other on her head with a smirk. She says in a nearly perfect British accent. “I really fancy a vidying a good ole film. You know real horrowshow. Especially a Kubrick film. Every weekday they play an old movie down at this old theatre. Tonight just so happens to be none other then A Clockwork Orange. Care to join a devotchka like me oh my droogan brother?”
I just look at her oddly. The strange language, seemingly misplaced British accent, and hat didn’t make any sense to me.
“You’ve never seen it have you?” I shake my head no. She gasps and grabbs my hand and pulls me along at a steady run to the theatre. We arrive there in a little less then 10 minutes. I was slightly out of breath.
“Two for Clockwork please” she asks the clerk. The boy smiles at her and hands her two tickets. “That’ll be $11.50.”
I quickly get out my wallet and pay before she can even try. We get popcorn, candy, and soda. It’s such a relief to be with a girl who isn’t on a perpetual diet. Melanie never eats any junk food at the movies. Always complains that she is too fat. Truth is she could use the extra weight. She’s so thin that it downplays any curves.
We take our seats towards the front in the centre. Only 5 or 6 people are in the theatre. The movie starts and instantly I’m hooked. The whole act of derbies and a strange British dialect makes sense to me now. The movie is so fucking amazing. I was expecting a boring chick flick that I could just make out with her in.
The movie theatre is very cold. As they almost always inevitably are and I see Kendra shivering. I take my leather and drape it over her shoulders. She puts her arms through the sleeves. It is way to big on her but that just makes it all the more adorable. It makes me feel like I’m a big strong man that could protect her from all evil when in reality I’m a scrawny little bugger that stands at about 5’8”.
She pulls my ear to her mouth and whispers “Thank you.” She kisses my cheek and I put my arm around her.
The movie ends at about 12:30 and we head outside. “Well that was fun.” she says stating the obvious. “We can either go home or we can do something else if you’re up for it.”
“I’m definitely up for it.” I say. Afterwards I realize that the statement could be taken 2 ways. Both of which I mean. “You want to get some coffee.”
“Sounds good. Let’s take it to go though. I have something I want to show you.” We get coffee and once again she is leading me by the hand.
We come to an abandoned edifice. The palatial building looks like a church with gothic architecture. It has obviously been condemned and there are several obstacles to go through before we get the actual building. Without a word I know she wants me to overcome them with her. We hop the fences. She with more skill than any lady aught to have. This is exciting and dangerous. My adrenaline is pumping at 1 million CC’s per second.
I follow her to the side of the building. “I just want to let you know that I am completely, undeniably, and quite seriously insane.” she says with a slightly manic smirk, “This, my dear Gerard, is an abandoned mental hospital. They treated the criminally mentally ill here. Treated, however, is perhaps a word the patients would disagree with. A more apt term would be experimented or even tortured. They say it’s haunted. Now tell me; are you as crazy as I am?”
I have to admit that I’m scared as fuck at this point but I nod my head and smile devilishly anyway. Out of her purse she procures a brick. With a smile she states “Just in case of a riot.” She smashes a window and drapes my jacket over the sill so as not to impale us on any jagged glass. We climb through and find ourselves in an office. The whole place reeks of decay. There is an aura of pure despair about the place. The desk is overturned, there are broken chairs with splintered wood all over the place, and files and papers are strewn carelessly about the place. Kendra picks up a file and begins to read. She summarizes her findings for me. “Emily Witt. Born November 12, 1898. Commited suicide at the age of 24 on February 23, 1923. She was in here from the time she was 16. She murdered her brother in her own bed. She said she did it out of self defense. Said that he had raped her from the time she was 9. The charges still held and the court found her pleas to be false accusations. Apparently she was pregnant upon arrival but miscarried. Doctors believed that she was in fact lying about her pregnancy due to the outlandish accusations that a doctor had raped and impregnated her on her 24th birthday. She stabbed herself in the stomach a few months later. She was in fact 3 months pregnant. They believe the father was a fellow patient with whom they believe she had consensual sex due to her promiscuous past.” A look of pity just washes over her face. “Isn’t that just so sad?” I nod my head yes and walk over to her. I wrap my arms around her and she cuddles up against my chest. We stay that way for about a minute until she says “Grab your jacket. Let’s continue.”
I do as she says. As much as that little horror story kind of freaked me out I want to see more. We walk out of the office and into the hallways. They reek as well. This place is filthy. We peak into different rooms as we pass. Most of them are just offices and file rooms. We find a stairwell and decide to go down. It gets much darker. Kendra finds a broken chair leg and lights it on fire so we have a makeshift torch. What we find downstairs is highly disturbing. All of the walls are lined with what looks to be animal cages. The though of people living in this dungeon like environment is sickening. I see a rat scamper across the floor. The rat was the size of a small dog. The stench down here is so overpowering.
Kendra turns to me. It’s obvious that this place is bothering her too so we go upstairs again. We find another stairwell. This one leads up. There are rooms for patients on this floor. The rooms have padded walls and barred windows and are very small but at least they are not the cages of below. We enter on room and look around a bit. The room is pretty much empty with only a few pieces of furniture about. She put out the torch and lights a surprisingly functional gas lamp. Kendra turns to me and grins. “Thanks for doing this with me. I know I’m kinda twisted for liking this kind of stuff but I just thought you might be a little morbid too.”
“Morbid? Me? Well maybe a little. I don’t know this is just really exciting.”
“Exciting hmm? Yea. The danger of it all. The fact that at any time we could be caught. The possibilities of ghosts. The fact that I’m up here with a very sexy guy that I barely know.” She says walking toward me.
“Me? Sexy?” I say taking her in my arms. She stands on her tip-toes and brings her mouth very close to mine.
“Overwhelmingly.” She whispers huskily. I press my mouth to hers. Her mouth tastes like cinnamon and sugar. My lips part slightly and she takes my bottom lip and bites gently. We part for a second. We kiss again only this time I slide my tongue into her mouth. She caresses it with her own. She presses her hips against mine and I moan slightly.
I begin to push her gently towards the wall without breaking our kiss. She yields. When we reach the wall I slide my hand along her thigh. Her skin is silk. I begin to travel upward. I slide two fingers against her panties. She shivers. I move the thong to one side and gently massage between her folds. I insert one finger. She kisses me harder. I insert another and begin to slide in and out slowly. She is so soft and warm. It’s killing me to restrain myself from fucking her. I quicken my pace and her vice grip on my shoulders lets me know she’s close.
“Gerard. Stop.” She whispers in protest. “We can’t. Oh god. Oh. STOP!”
When she shouts stop I listen. Her breathing is shaky. She kisses my neck and begins to tug at my belt buckle. Surprisingly, she undoes it with ease. She pulls down my pants and boxers with urgency.
She falls to her knees and grabs hold of my dick. She pumps me slowly and takes me into her mouth. She swirls her tongue around the tip and sucks gently. Then she takes about half of me down her throat. The quick sensations and strength in her mouth makes me moan. I put my hand on her head and run my fingers through her hair. I watch her head bob back and forth along my length. It’s pornographically perfect. She grabs on to my hips for stability. She’s shaking violently. I’m so close though that I don’t stop her.
“Kendra. Stop. I’m about to. I’m going to.” She just continues. I come and she swallows all of it. She keeps going until I finish. She wipes her mouth and stands back up.
“You taste really good.” she says. She breaks a leg off a wooden chair and makes another torch. She blows out the lantern and starts to head out the door. She adjusts her skirt as she walks. Not before I catch a glimpse of her perfect round ass. I pull up my pants quickly and hurry up to follow her. We make our journey out of the institution and back to the sidewalk.
We walk to her apartment silently. When we get to her door she turns to me and smiles. “I had an amazing time.” She kisses me and heads into her door.
“I’ll call you tomorrow. Well err. Today.” I say. I really mean it too.
“Sure.” she says with a sad smile. Either she doesn’t believe me or this is the end.
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