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Old Flames Die Hard	By : angelgirl9987 Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 1866 -:- 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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“What,” Bert asked quietly not quite believing his ears.

Gerard gulped and took another shaky breath before answering in a barely audible whisper, “I said okay. Yes, we can try this again.”

Bert instantly burst into tears of joy and slipped from his side of the table to Gerard’s to embrace him in a tight hug. “Oh Gerard, I love you so much, I thought I’d lost you forever, never thought you’d give me another chance…maybe there is a god after all. Oh Gee I promise I won’t fuck it up this time I promise, I’ll be the best boyfriend ever I promise Gee, I promise!”

Gerard stiffly returned Bert’s hug. He still wasn’t sure if he had made the right choice, but anything had to be better than the depression he’d been living in for the past three years. Gerard knew he was going to have to explain some things to Bert to make sure they didn’t make the same mistakes again. There had to be some ground rules in order for things to go well. He wanted to get out of there quickly and take Bert somewhere more private, people were starting to recognize them and point and stare. ‘Oh God,’ Gerard thought, ‘the press is gonna have a fuckin’ hay day with this shit.’ What a perfect way to start mending a broken relationship, having to answer questions about the reunion in every interview for possibly the rest of their goddamned careers. Gerard again wondered if he was ready for all this, but felt a little reassurance from the warm arms wrapped around him. Bert was so ready to make this work; the least he could do was give them a fighting chance to survive it.

“Come on Bert; let’s go back to my house where we can talk privately. People are starting to recognize us.”

Bert sniffed loudly and said “Okay, yah sure, let’s go.”

As they walked out of the coffee shop Bert slipped his hand into Gerard’s and sidled up to him. Gerard quickly pressed his lips to Bert’s temple and continued walking. When they reached Gerard’s house Bert became noticeably hesitant to go inside. “Bert what’s wrong?” Gerard asked when Bert came to a halt halfway up the pathway to the door. “Umm…is Mikey gonna try to kill me? I mean, I was so shitty to you for so long; I just don’t want Mikey to think that I’m tricking you to hurt you even more you know. I would really like to live long enough to enjoy this reunion. I’m not sure I can walk in there without him lunging at me and trying to rip out my throat.”

Gerard laughed at the absurdity of the mental image of Mikey lunging at anyone with the intention of ripping out their throat. The most Mikey would do is pull Gerard aside and ask him what the fuck he was doing. However, maybe Bert had a point. Gerard should go in before Bert and explain to Mikey what was going on so that he understood there were no ulterior motives on either side of the plate, and that even though he had been hesitant at first, he really was happy to have Bert back, and would do all he could to make sure it worked this time.

“Bert, I highly doubt he’s going to try to rip out your throat! This is Mikey we’re talking about, but maybe you should wait outside while I go in and let him know what’s up. It might be too much of a shock for him if I just walk in with you.”

“Okay, that would make me feel a lot better. I just really don’t want him to rip my throat out Gee, please make sure you tell him that!”

“Alright I promise I’ll tell him that. I’ll come get you when it’s safe,” Gerard chuckled squeezing Bert’s hand before leaving him outside and walking into the house he shared with his band mates. He walked into the living room to find Mikey, Frank, Bob, and Ray watching Fuse and talking about how much they wished they could have went on Taste of Chaos this year.

“All I’m saying is that I miss touring with that many bands,” Frank said, “There’s always someone new to talk to, new songs to hear, it’s never boring.”

Bob gave a fake shocked gasp and said “Oh so you’re telling us that we’re boring? That you hate touring with us because we’re the same four dudes you always tour with? Why don’t you go join 30 Seconds to Mars…their bassist just quit.”

“Bob that’s NOT what I was saying, and I don’t play bass…what are you thinking?”

“Dude I’m just kidding don’t have a cow, besides bass is like the easiest instrument to learn, I mean Mikey learned how to play it to be in this band didn’t he? How hard could it be if Mikey can learn to play it?”

Bob shrieked when a pillow flung by Mikey hit him in the face. “Dude what was that for? I was just messing with you!”

“Hmph,” Mikey snorted before throwing another pillow at Bob before turning to Ray and saying, “Would you please tell Bob that while the bass is easy to learn, I have since mastered it and am way better than any amateur that just plunks around at it?”

Ray sighed before turning to Bob and saying, “What he said,” jabbing his thumb in Mikey’s direction.

It was about this time that Frank looked up towards the door and saw Gerard standing there looking anxious and blushing.

“Yo Gee! Dude how long have you been standing there? Your brother’s gonna kill Bob, you really shouldn’t forget to give him his meds, he’s turning into a monster!” Frank laughed and ducked as Mikey chucked an empty pop can at him. “See what I mean? He’s getting violent!”

Gerard decided to cut the small talk and get right to the point. He walked over to the couches where the guys were sitting and said, “I’ve got some big news. The person Brian had me go to see, well it turned out it was Bert.” Gerard’s news was met by a chorus of horrified gasps of “WHAT THE FUCK?” “DUDE I’M GONNA KILL BRIAN AND THEN SHOVE HIS HEAD DOWN BERT’S THROAT!” “THAT’S IT BRIAN’S FIRED! I CAN’T BELIEVE HE’D DO THAT TO YOU!”

“Guys, calm down its okay. Bert actually was there to say he was sorry for everything. He feels terrible about what happened. It turns out he thought that when I got clean, I was trying to force him to be clean by saying that without me sobering up we would never have gotten as successful as we did, and he just freaked out. He thought I was trying to change him, and of course he was hurt that I wasn’t spending as much time with him, because he didn’t understand that I couldn’t be around him when he was partying because it would have been too much of a temptation for me. But that night at Order to Chaos, I explained to him that I never meant to hurt him and that everything I said had nothing to do with him; that just because I had to get clean to make our music better didn’t mean that he had to. He left that night without saying anything because he was so confused. He didn’t know what he wanted. Now he knows that he never wanted to lose me in the first place and he realizes that he should have come to me when all of this started and that if he had done that all of this could have been avoided. He asked me to be his boyfriend again. I said yes.”

“ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE?” the guys chorused in unison. “Gee, he’s trash talked you, and us for three years straight, and all of the sudden he’s sorry and wants you back? That sounds really fishy to me. I think he’s just using you again for some reason…publicity or something…don’t they have a new album coming out soon? It’s just to gain hype for the album dude, can’t you see it?”

“Ray, it’s not a publicity stunt. You weren’t there when he was begging me to take him back. He looked so miserable, like if I didn’t say yes, he would have died. He’s sincere about this and I want to give him another try. Have you forgotten that I cried myself to sleep for months because I missed him so much? This could be good for both of us. Our relationship can only get stronger if we can get past everything that has happened. I’m willing to give him another chance, and I’m asking you all to do the same. This won’t work if I don’t have the support from you guys.”

Mikey, Frank, Bob, and Ray looked at each other in shock, the last thing they wanted to do was let Bert back in after everything he had done, but they could see it in Gerard’s eyes that this was what he really wanted. They knew their vocalist well enough to know that they had to support him in this transition to make it work, and they did want him to be happy, so they all nodded to each other in a silent agreement that they would accept the relationship and do whatever they could to keep it together.

“You have our support Gerard,” Mikey said, “But please, please, be careful.”

Gerard grinned and rushed to give his friends a hug. “Thank you guys so much. I really don’t know what I’d do without you guys. Oh and Mikey, Bert made me promise to ask you to please not rip out his throat."

A/N: First of all...YAY BACK TOGETHER!! tried to make this chapter a bit longer...and no cliffhanger on this one so you guys don't mutiny against me!! lol...anyways a VERY HUGE SPEACIAL AMAZING THANK YOU to Corinne for saying "this is one of the only stories worth reading on this site." WOW!!! that's a HUGE compliment and I am truly touched! However Corinne if you haven't read Adorning Contrition by the amazing Starflow, then you really should cause it makes my story look like a piece poo. Anyways thanks to ALL my reviewers...you guys keep me going! This is all for you guys!
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