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Bathtub?
By : silk
Category: My Chemical Romance > General
Views: 2639 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: 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. - Chapter List
“Come on slow poke.” Kayla called to Frank who was taking his sweet time getting out of the car. Kayla had been out with Frank when she remembered she wanted to borrow a dress from Jera later that night. She called Jera’s phone only to be greeted with the voice mail. Kayla knew Jera never went anywhere without her phone so she decided to stop by Jera’s house, hoping to find her and ask her in person. And also, later, scold her for not answering her phone.
“I don’t see why you need to talk to her right now, couldn’t you do it later?” Frank asked as they neared the front door to Jera’s place.
“I could, but later is when I need the dress silly.” Kayla laughed as she knocked on the door.
There was no answer.
“Why don’t you ring the bell?” Frank suggested.
“I would, but it’s broken. It’s been broken for a week.” Kayla sighed, “Another thing I need to get on her about.”
Frank giggled at the word play.
“Honestly Frank, does your mind always make everything sound dirty?”
Frank just smiled sweetly in response.
Kayla put her hand on the doorknob and turned it, the door swung open. “Doesn’t she know how to lock a door?” Kayla sighed as they slowly entered the house, “Even if you’re home, locking a door just makes sense. Now where is that girl?”
While Kayla went to look in the kitchen, Frank stepped toward the hallway to check the other rooms. As he neared the bathroom, the sound of running water could be heard. He lifted his knuckles, ready to tap on the door when instead, he leaned closer and heard something other than water. His eyes widened as his hand flew to his mouth.
Frank then turned quickly, realizing Jera was not alone in the bathroom. However, he turned in such haste that he tripped over what he thought were his own feet. He fell flat on his face and looked back, it hadn’t been his feet that he’d tripped over, it had been a pair a black shoes. Frank squinted his eyes at the pair of shoes, his eyes then widened for the second time when he realized he knew who the shoes belonged to.
Frank scrabbled to his feet and fled into the living room where he met up with Kayla. He grabbed Kayla by both her shoulders as he tried to regain his composure. Kayla just stared at him in a confused state, his expression was unreadable.
“What Frank? What is it?” she asked.
Frank gulped down a breath of air, then, not being quite able to respond, he just resorted to pulling Kayla over to the bathroom door.
“What?” she asked again.
Frank pointed down at the shoes in the doorway and jabbed his finger in the direction of the bathroom door. He was panting in a way that made him seem like a dog.
“Ok, I feel like I’m talking with Lassie here.” Kayla said becoming exasperated.
Frank composed himself enough to get out, “Listen.” as he brought her closer to the door so she could hear…
A/N: So it was silk’s idea to have someone come in the house…just a little tidbit for you, we were gonna have the mom come home, but there was nowhere good to go from there and it was crap so we sacked that idea and thought about Gee’s cutie friend. : ) If we get a lot of reviews for this little dinky ass chapter, it will really help to kick our asses into gear for making the next chapter the steamiest, hottest, most sextacular chapter ever. And if you’re reading this, then you get a huge Gerard sex shaped cookie…with frosting and sprinkles…and a big bow on top.
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