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We All Wear Masks	By : VindictiveDiva Category: My Chemical Romance > General Views: 1385 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Whew! Finally got the next add up. Sorry guys, I know it's taking me a while to get them on here but I just haven't been able to sit down and type as much. I may have Chapter 7 up tomorrow, but no promises. Alright, enjoy, and remember to let me know what you think.

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Gerard tried to wrap his brain around it, but he was so drunk and strung out it was hard. Bert had Carmine by the hair and on his knees. ‘No, her.’ “Bert, let her go.” Gerard said, stumbling up to his friend. “She’s a fraud Gerard! She’s been lying to you the whole time!” Bert yelled. “I was not!” Carmine cried. “You know I live as a man you son of a bitch! Let GO!” Carmine clawed at Bert’s hands, gouging her nails into his flesh. Bert cried out and finally let her go.

Carmine got to her feet just as the bus door slammed open. “What the hell is going on in here?” Ray asked, then stilled as he, Mikey, Matt, Frank and Bob took in the scene. Carmine was completely disheveled, her hair sticking up everywhere and bruises had already started to blossom on her skin from Bert’s assault. Her eyes glittered with unshed tears as she suddenly pushed through everyone and, after grabbing a hoodie off the couch, ran off the bus.

“Wh-What happened?!” Mikey asked, just as surprised as anyone else. “What happened? I just showed Gerard what a lying two faced bitch Carmela really is.” Bert said venomously. “No…” Gerard said slowly, “what you did was attack and humiliate my lover.” Bert turned to Gerard, shocked. The singers eyed each other and Gerard said, “Get out of my sight. You… You fucking planned this. You’re… God you’re disgusting!”

“I’M disgusting?! Did you even - -” Gerard cut Bert off, his buzz was almost completely gone. “Get the fuck off this bus Bert.” Bob walked up to Bert, taking his arm. “C’mon man, let’s get going huh?” Bert was so dumbfounded he let Bob lead him away. Matt followed them out, saying he needed another drink. “I have to find him. Er, her, uh… Fuck this is confusing.” Gerard muttered. “C’mon big bro, I’ll help you find her.” Mikey said, taking Gerard’s hand.

The Way brothers got off the bus, the distant sounds of partying and a fight or two echoing in their ears. It didn’t take long for them to find her. She’d donned the hoodie and walked over to the road, apparently trying to hitch hike. “Carmine, what are you doing?” Mikey asked. “Going home.” She replied. “Why?” Gerard asked, puzzled. She looked at him incredulously. “Are you fucking serious? Did you see what happened in there? I wasn’t going to tell you until I thought you could handle it! And to find out you lied to me… This is too much.” Carmine said, voice ragged.

“Lied to you?” Gerard asked, surprised. “I saw the cocaine Gerard! I know what you were doing!” Carmine shouted, then turned her back on the brothers. She wrapped her arms around herself as though she were cold, then surprised Mikey and Gerard by falling to her knees. They rushed to her and pulled her up, pinned between them. Gerard thought she would slap him, but instead she buried her face into his chest and cried.

Mikey looked at Gerard, silently asking his brother if he should stay. Gerard shook his head and Mikey left. “Come on sugar, let’s sit down somewhere and talk.” Gerard said, and lead her to a bench near the club. They sat down, and when Carmine regained her composure, she looked at Gerard. “I should probably explain.” “Please, I’m so confused.” Carmine sighed, then began to talk. “I started dressing like a boy when I was 8. I was homeless and I was safe from other street people as a boy. More scruples about molesting a boy than a girl.

“I was finally taken in to foster care when I was 10. I didn’t end up in a lot of good homes but I got lucky sometimes. But then my Mom found me again when I was 12 and I went to live with her. See, after Dad died she kinda lost it and had to go into the asylum, and no one had taken me in. Rather than being put up for adoption or being put in the foster care system in the first place, some guardian I barely remember dropped me in the middle of New York City and never looked back. By the time I was living with her again I was dressing like a guy full time. I just felt safer and more comfortable as a man. Mom didn’t care, she thought it was sweet, like I was the son she never had.

“Then we moved to Utah, and onward came high school. I’d changed my name and was registered as a boy. No one suspected a thing though there were a few close shaves. Then I met Bert. I’d heard around school he was gay and a freak, but I kinda liked him, so we started going out. We caught hell for it too but we didn’t care as long as we had each other. I felt so deeply for him that one day I decided to tell him the truth.

“We went to my house after school and we’d been making out for a bit when I told him I was a girl. He just laughed until I took my shirt off. He… Didn’t handle it well.” Carmine paused, and it didn’t seem as if she’d say any more. But Gerard had a sneaking suspicion that there was more. “What happened?” Carmine looked up at him, suddenly terrified. “I can’t tell you. Please don’t make me.” She whispered. “I need the whole truth sugar, please.” “Does that include you?” Asked Carmine.

“Well… Yeah.” Gerard said. He knew that was coming. But after this he felt it was probably best to level with her. “I never told anyone about this, please, please don’t tell anyone else.” She begged. “I won’t, I swear.” Gerard said, taking her hand. “Bert just… He lost it. He beat me up and screamed that he never wanted to see me again. He left and I thought that was the end of it. I picked myself up, cleaned myself off and decided I’d try to put my life back together the next day. Then… Around one in the morning Bert showed up at my window saying he wanted to talk, so I let him in. He reeked of whisky and when we got up to my room…” Carmine was crying now, and Gerard had an awful thought.

“Did… Did he rape you?” Carmine shook her head, then said, “No, he tried to, he got really close. His fingers were inside me and he had me down on the bed, saying he was going to show me what it was like being a woman. But I had this… Well I had this Sandman statue on the edge of my night stand, I picked it up and whacked Bert upside the head with it. He fell off me, then I ran out of the room and locked myself in the bathroom until I was sure he was gone.” Gerard just sat there, numb with shock and surprise. He finally said, “You’re kidding, right?”

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Of ALL the stupid things for Gerard to say! Okay, remember, review.
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