Nobody's Home | By : EmilyRose Category: My Chemical Romance > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2271 -:- 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. |
A/N: Alex, where are you? I'm missing your reviews and your fanfics *sad*
Anyway, here's another chapter for you!
You're not alone
Together we stand
I'll be by your side,
You know I'll take your hand
When I arrived to the car I had a smile on my face, even with the tears running down my cheeks still. Frank got out of the car and walked over to me. He stopped in front of me and didn't show any sign that he was going to do anything but just stare at me. And I didn't mind. So there we were, outside a huge cemetery. The sun was high on the sky and it was the ordinary hot July day.
There I stood, in front of the boy who loved me more then life. What else could I do but smile? After a few minutes it started feeling weird, just standing there. So I took a step forward and held my arms out like I wanted a hug, and Frank dived into my arms at once. We held each other, without exchanging a single word for I don't know how long.
Finally we broke apart and we walked still in silence to the car and got in. We didn't exchange a word the whole drive home, and then we entered the house in silence. It wasn't until we were sitting together on my bed that I let my emotions out.
It had never felt so good to cry ever before in my life. This time there was tears of relief mixed in with the tears of sadness. Need I even mention that Frank held me as I wept? No didn't think so. It's amazing how that boy seemed to be the only one I'd allow to see me cry. In front of my mother I felt like I shouldn't cry, because she had lost her son and I had only lost my brother. But when I sat there next to Frank, my head buried in the front of his shirt and his arms wrapped tight around me, I felt so safe, so right.
I knew in my heart that this would be the last time I would cry like this over Mikey. Well, his birthday and the anniversary of his death not included.
After a while the tears subsided and I was no longer crying. But I was still wrapped up in Frank's warm embrace. "You know I'll always be here" Of course I knew, he didn't need to tell me that. Somewhere inside I had always known. I took a deep breath and took in his scent with my eyes closed. I heard, and felt, him giggle as I did this. "Are you smelling me Gerard?" I heard the laughter in his voice and I couldn't help but giggle myself. Another thing I hadn't done since Mikey died.
"Maybe I am" I smirked as I pulled away from the hug and instead took a hold of his hands, still smirking. "Well then, tell me. What do I smell like?" He raised an eyebrow and his lips twitched a little, and I could tell he was trying hard not to laugh. I leaned in and smelled him again, letting his scent fill my nostrils. When I leaned out he couldn't keep a straight face anymore and he smiled widely.
"Like sweat and cigarettes" I said smirking. I yelped when he gave me a playful punch on my arm, still with a smile on his face. "Well like you smell any better" he stated and I gasped in a mock insulted manor. "Well I've never" I said with a snotty voice that caused Frank to burst out with laughter. "I'll have you know I smell as a summer's afternoon" I continued in a high pitched voice and with my head held high.
Before I knew it Frank had leaned in and taken a whiff of me as well. I laughed as he scrunched up his nose and leaned back from me again. "Oh maybe when you're fresh out of the shower" Now it was my turn to give him a playful punch. "Maybe I should shower then" I said rolling my eyes. "Maybe you should" He replied snickering.
So far away
I wish you were here
Before it's too late,
This could all disappear
After a refreshing shower I re-entered my bedroom only to find Frank picking up some random things I had thrown around in the room during some of my rage attacks. "You don't have to do that" I tried to reason with him but he wouldn't listen. He just told me to get dressed so that we could leave my 'dungeon'. I sighed and got some clothes and went back into the bathroom to change.
My mother was pleased to see me out of my room, and she hugged me tightly as soon as she saw me. I didn't try to push her back like I normally would have done, instead I held her close. I love my mother, and I know that she loves me too. I knew I hadn't exactly been the perfect son lately and I wanted to make it up to her somehow. She had already gone through a lot and I hadn't been helping. "I love you mom" I whispered when she let go, and she gave me a teary smile and replied the same.
I and Frank hung out around my house for a few hours before he talked me into going out with him. Out as in hanging, not as in dating. We walked together down the streets of New Jersey, not really going anywhere, just walking. Suddenly Frank stopped and pointed across the street towards a playground. I laughed at his excitement but followed him when he ran to it.
He launched himself onto a teeter totter and ushered me to sit on the opposite side. If anyone else had asked me I would have refused, but when it was Frank… well lets just say I couldn't resist those hazel eyes or that toothy smile he gave me. I laughed just as much as Frank as we played in the playground just like two small kids.
The pit in my stomach, which had so far been filled with anger, rage, sorrow and despair, was suddenly filled with something else. Happiness and… love. Yes somewhere deep inside I did love Frank. But I was no where ready to let him, or me know that. Instead I was happy just spending the day with Frank playing like me and Mikey used to do as kids.
Finally after much running around, emptying our shoes, and Frank almost falling of the teeter totter and breaking his arm, we ended up on two swings just as the darkness of the night wrapped its wings around the sky. We sat on the swings, staring up at the star filled sky while talking about random things.
The more we talked, the more serious the subject became. Finally we were talking about the one thing that I didn't want to talk about. Our relationship.
"I don't want to pressure you, but you deserve to know where I stand" He pushed some of his hair out of his eyes before continuing. "And I deserve to know where you stand" He added, and he studied my reaction closely. At first I didn't know what to say, and I thought for a moment. He seemed to understand that it was a hard question to answer, so he gave me time to think.
Finally I swallowed before letting go of the chain with one hand, and letting that hand find his, lacing our fingers together. "Keep holding on Frank, because you know I'll make it through" I had chosen my words as carefully as I could, and I hoped he would get what I meant. I saw the familiar sparkle in his eyes as he lifted our hands to his mouth and kissed the soft skin on my hand. "Then I'll hold on forever"
There's nothing you could say
Nothing you could do
There's no other way when it comes to the truth
So keep holding on
'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through
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