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Dead Like Me	By : poe Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 4827 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It was a constant thing. I would watch the steady flow of guys entering and exiting his room, almost in time with the weeks that passed. If I didn't know better, I would have thought that the term "flavour of the week" was made up by someone who had done an extensive study on Gerard's personal life. He couldn't stand to fuck someone for more than a week. Flavour got old, he said.
And why shouldn't it? When there was an abundance of new flavours to be sampled, why limit yourself to just one? He said it so matter-of-factly. Of course it sounded arrogant. Most things did, coming out of his mouth. He exuded this unnatural confidence that most people would kill to have.
And with good reason. He had no shortage of random guys walking up to him in clubs, at school, on the sidewalk even, talking to him, clamouring over each other, it seemed, to get their chance with him. They knew that it wasn't going to turn into anything. They knew it was just a fuck. But they came anyway.
He never got enough. No one flavour could ever satisfy him. All I wanted to do was give him what he needed. But he needed a new boy every week. And I needed him.
God, he knew it. He played me so hot and cold sometimes I thought that I was going to spontaneously combust. The lingering touches when he handed me a cigarette from his pack. The way his hand curled around mine to light my smoke. I can still picture the way he used to flick his wrist to snap the lighter closed.
That was my problem. He was so tangible, he was right there-- but I could never touch him. Not the way I wanted to anyway. He was everyone else's. But never mine.
He exhaled a smoky breath and thought about what I'd just asked him.
"Was I scared to admit it?"
He smiled that little half-cocked smile that he did when he knew something I didn't. He shook his head.
"No, Frankie." He paused to take another drag. "I wasn't scared." He exhaled and rolled his head back to rest on the headboard of my bed. "I wasn't exactly prepared to do it. It just kinda....happened." He rolled his hand in a circular motion, like he always did when trying to explain something just beyond words.
"How?" I heard myself ask quietly.
He laughed a little, and rolled his head back down to look at me. "I didn't really have a choice, you know. When I was 13, my mom caught me kissing another boy, and well, that was it." He paused for a minute, smoking again. "Kinda hard to tell her it's not what it looks like, when I've got my hand half-way down his pants....you know what I mean?"
I stifled a laugh and pulled a breath from my own cigarette. If only I could be so open about it. I mean, by then I knew something was there. I wasn't exactly ashamed or anything. It wasn't like that. I didn't know what I was feeling, didn't know what it all meant. I knew I had feelings for Gerard. But I didn't know what they signified. I just knew that I cared about him.
"Why did you ask me that, Frankie?"
I wasn't looking at him anymore, but I knew that he was looking at me still. I could feel his gaze penetrating my skin, worming its way down my spine and into my nervous system. What the hell was I supposed to say?
"Uh....I dunno. I guess I've just always wondered what it would feel like to..."
"To what?"
I felt his hand touch my leg, and I turned to meet his gaze. It was the softest look he had ever given me. I felt my throat close up, and my brain was consumed by thoughts of his lips on mine, and his hands on my suddenly very apparent erection.
It came out quieter than I meant it to.
"...to have someone find out a secret that you've always had to keep hidden."
His hand didn't leave my leg, and he held my gaze firmly.
"And what kind of secret could my sweet, innocent, little Frankie have that he's afraid to tell?" The tenor of his voice matched my own, and I could feel the hairs on my body suddenly raise with gooseflesh. I thought my breathing was going to stop as it became shallower and shallower with every uncontrolled pound of my heart against my chest.
He wouldn't have thought I was so innocent if he could have seen the dirty, bad, naughty thoughts that I was having about him right at that moment.
What was I supposed to do now? He was so close to knowing the truth.....just three words, and I'd be free of my stupid fucking secret forever.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you."
Fuck. It would have been so much easier for me if I just would have said it. I want you. Then we could have fucked, and he would have left me after a week, like he did with every other guy, and I wouldn't still be here, seven years later, with all of this angsty, juvenile, stupid, useless, pent-up emotional baggage that I've been carrying around forever. It's heavy. And it will only keep getting heavier.
God, I want this to end.
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