Post by `emz0, bby. on Jul 5, 2007 22:21:26 GMT -5
loooong chapter 
“I’m gonna miss you a lot.” I said as they were about to leave. “I’m gonna miss you too.” I could tell he really didn’t want to leave. He kissed me, then he looked in my eyes. “I love you” “I love you too. I’ll call everyday, Brit. I promise.” He hugged me and then boarded the bus. “You already miss him, don’t you?” Rachel said as she walked over to me. “Yeah, I do.” “I miss Gerard already too.” I watched the bus pull away, and I knew I wouldn’t be very happy in the next month. Rachel was sleeping over my house, so we walked back there beneath a cloud of misery. We got to my house and we threw ourselves onto the couch. I felt my phone vibrate. I looked and I had a text. “I miss you already <3” He is so sweet. I had to reply. “I <33 youu” Rachel knew who it was from because she didn’t seem interested in what I was doing.
I really missed the guys once they left. I know Brit was really missing Frank. She adores that boy. I’ve never seen her so head over heels. We walked to her house solemnly. When we got back to her house I noticed she had gotten a text message. I knew it was from Frank. We watched some TV and then the doorbell rang. Brit answered it. [Sorry her POV is so short but I wanted to have the next part in Brit’s POV]
“Hi, Bert,” I said, confused at why he was on my doorstep. I met The Used once at that concert I went to, you know, the one where it was quite interesting. “Hey, Brittany. I was in the neighborhood and I figured I’d stop by and invite you guys to our party tomorrow night.” “Well, the boys are on tour, they left earlier today, so it would just be me and Rachel.” “That’s cool. What’s your phone number so I can call you and give you the place and stuff?” We exchanged phone numbers, and I couldn’t help but feel kinda suspicious. This was like out of the blue, and it was weird. Maybe he was just trying to be nice. Either way, I was kind of wary about going to the party. I called Frank and asked if we should go. He said that it’s okay. Tonight flowed into tomorrow and pretty soon we were getting ready for the party. Bert had called me and told me it was going to be at his house, and it wasn’t too far away. I dressed no different than I usually do, and Rachel did the same. When we got there not many people were there, and I figured it was going to be a lot bigger. It didn’t get much bigger. It was a small-ish party, and I preferred it. People were getting really drunk though. Rachel and I didn’t drink, but Bert and Quinn drank a lot. They were being quite obnoxious. “Hey, Brit,” Bert said as he stumbled over to me. “Hey.” “You know, you’re hot.” “You’re drunk.” “I only had a little, I’m not drunk.” “Sure.” He sat next to me and put his arm around my shoulders. It did make me kinda uncomfortable because he was drunk and because I didn’t know him that well. I shifted in my seat a little. “What’s up Bert?” “Nothing much, just hanging out with a gorgeous girl. How about you?” “Nothing.” “So how’s Frank treating you?” “He’s treating me the best he possibly could.” “I bet I could treat you better.” “Probably not.” “I’m a better kisser than he is.” “Who has compared you two?” “No one. Yet.” Then, he leaned on top of me and kissed me. I could smell the alcohol on his breath, and it was overpowering. I tried to push him away but he was too strong. He finally pulled away from me and I could see he was happy with what he had just done. “Who’s better?” “Frank is. He isn’t a whore like you.” “Trust me, I could do more for you in a day than Frank ever could.” “Don’t you fucking talk about him like that.” “I’m just saying the truth. He couldn’t please a girl if he tried.” Right at that moment I punched Bert in the face. I saw his nose start to bleed a little. I just walked away. I heard him following me, so I went by Rachel. She was standing by herself. I saw someone walking away, so she was most likely talking to them. “What’s up, Brit?” “Bert just kissed me. Then he was saying shit about Frank so I punched him and walked away and he’s following me.” “Look what you did to him…” I turned around and I saw that I didn’t break his nose, but it was bleeding a lot. “Oh my God…I did that?” “I think he needs tissue.” Of course I happened to have tissues on me, so I gave him one. “Rachel, we gotta leave. I don’t want to be here anymore.” “Okay, let’s get out of here.” As we walked out the door, I heard Bert yelling at people to leave him alone. The car ride was quiet, and it gave me time to think about what I was gonna tell Frank. I mean I know what I’m going to tell him, but what is he going to say? I had so many thoughts buzzing around in my skull. Rachel dropped me off at my house and I walked inside and dreaded when I would have to call Frank. I knew I had to call him as soon as possible. “Better now than never,” I mumbled to myself. I dialed the number and with each ring I grew more and more tense. “Hey, Brit.” “Hey.” “What’s up?” “You know how I went to that party, right?” “Yeah,” I heard a slight sense of panic in his voice. “Well, people were drinking a lot, and Bert came over to me and started talking to me. He was really drunk, by the way. And he was saying I was gorgeous and that he could treat me better than you and that he was a better kisser than you. I asked who has compared and he said no one yet. Then he kissed me and I tried to push him away and he was too strong. After that, he asked who was better and I said you and I called him a whore. He said all this stuff about how he could please a girl more than you and I got really mad and punched him.” He didn’t say anything. “Frank?” “I can’t believe he did that. Are you okay?” “Yeah, I’m fine. I just didn’t want you to be mad at me.” “I wouldn’t be mad at you. You told me the whole story. I’m gonna have to deal with him when we get back.” I was so relieved he wasn’t mad at me. We talked for a while, and then since it was getting kinda late, I figured I’d go to bed. The next day I had a very bright idea. MCR was having a concert that wasn’t that close, but it was within driving range, so I figured I’d ask Rachel if she wanted to surprise them. I called her and she seemed ecstatic that I thought we should do that. It was a two hour drive, but I was up for it if she was. The show was at like eight o’clock, so I figured we would get there while they were playing and be waiting for them on the bus or something. We left earlier in the day so we could walk around there. It felt like it took forever, but it was finally time for us to go surprise them. I thought it might be kinda hard to get on the bus, but the security guys knew who we were. It didn’t take too long for them to get back on the bus. Ray was the first one to board. As soon as he saw us I held a finger up to my lips telling him to be quiet. Mikey was on next, followed by Frank. A huge smile spread across Frank’s face when he saw me. He walked right over to me and hugged me. “I missed you.” “I missed you too.” This poison's my intoxication
I broke the needle off in my skin, picked the scabs and picked the bleeding, and assumed that it was all in vain “Bert’s calling me. I don’t want to answer it.” I went to silence the call and Frank took my cellphone, put it on speakerphone and answered it. “Hey Bert.” “Oh, hey Frank. I thought you guys were on tour.” “We are. My girlfriend is visiting me. I heard about what you did last night.” “She kissed me man. I didn’t want to kiss her but she was too strong for me...” I went to say something but Frank stopped me. “I don’t know if I’d stay with her if she was my girl.” “You want me to break up with her so you can ask her out, don’t you?” “No, I’m just saying what I think, man.” “Well, I believe my girlfriend, not you, so you better stay away from her.” “Dude, you believe that bitch over me?” “You watch your mouth.” Frank hung up on him. I could tell he was pretty pissed at him. I went over to him and hugged him. “Thank you for doing that.” “I had to. I couldn’t let him bother you.” “I love you.” “I love you too, Brit.” I’m soo fucking happy he did that.
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“I’m gonna miss you a lot.” I said as they were about to leave. “I’m gonna miss you too.” I could tell he really didn’t want to leave. He kissed me, then he looked in my eyes. “I love you” “I love you too. I’ll call everyday, Brit. I promise.” He hugged me and then boarded the bus. “You already miss him, don’t you?” Rachel said as she walked over to me. “Yeah, I do.” “I miss Gerard already too.” I watched the bus pull away, and I knew I wouldn’t be very happy in the next month. Rachel was sleeping over my house, so we walked back there beneath a cloud of misery. We got to my house and we threw ourselves onto the couch. I felt my phone vibrate. I looked and I had a text. “I miss you already <3” He is so sweet. I had to reply. “I <33 youu” Rachel knew who it was from because she didn’t seem interested in what I was doing.
Rachel’s POV
I really missed the guys once they left. I know Brit was really missing Frank. She adores that boy. I’ve never seen her so head over heels. We walked to her house solemnly. When we got back to her house I noticed she had gotten a text message. I knew it was from Frank. We watched some TV and then the doorbell rang. Brit answered it. [Sorry her POV is so short but I wanted to have the next part in Brit’s POV]
Brit’s POV
“Hi, Bert,” I said, confused at why he was on my doorstep. I met The Used once at that concert I went to, you know, the one where it was quite interesting. “Hey, Brittany. I was in the neighborhood and I figured I’d stop by and invite you guys to our party tomorrow night.” “Well, the boys are on tour, they left earlier today, so it would just be me and Rachel.” “That’s cool. What’s your phone number so I can call you and give you the place and stuff?” We exchanged phone numbers, and I couldn’t help but feel kinda suspicious. This was like out of the blue, and it was weird. Maybe he was just trying to be nice. Either way, I was kind of wary about going to the party. I called Frank and asked if we should go. He said that it’s okay. Tonight flowed into tomorrow and pretty soon we were getting ready for the party. Bert had called me and told me it was going to be at his house, and it wasn’t too far away. I dressed no different than I usually do, and Rachel did the same. When we got there not many people were there, and I figured it was going to be a lot bigger. It didn’t get much bigger. It was a small-ish party, and I preferred it. People were getting really drunk though. Rachel and I didn’t drink, but Bert and Quinn drank a lot. They were being quite obnoxious. “Hey, Brit,” Bert said as he stumbled over to me. “Hey.” “You know, you’re hot.” “You’re drunk.” “I only had a little, I’m not drunk.” “Sure.” He sat next to me and put his arm around my shoulders. It did make me kinda uncomfortable because he was drunk and because I didn’t know him that well. I shifted in my seat a little. “What’s up Bert?” “Nothing much, just hanging out with a gorgeous girl. How about you?” “Nothing.” “So how’s Frank treating you?” “He’s treating me the best he possibly could.” “I bet I could treat you better.” “Probably not.” “I’m a better kisser than he is.” “Who has compared you two?” “No one. Yet.” Then, he leaned on top of me and kissed me. I could smell the alcohol on his breath, and it was overpowering. I tried to push him away but he was too strong. He finally pulled away from me and I could see he was happy with what he had just done. “Who’s better?” “Frank is. He isn’t a whore like you.” “Trust me, I could do more for you in a day than Frank ever could.” “Don’t you fucking talk about him like that.” “I’m just saying the truth. He couldn’t please a girl if he tried.” Right at that moment I punched Bert in the face. I saw his nose start to bleed a little. I just walked away. I heard him following me, so I went by Rachel. She was standing by herself. I saw someone walking away, so she was most likely talking to them. “What’s up, Brit?” “Bert just kissed me. Then he was saying shit about Frank so I punched him and walked away and he’s following me.” “Look what you did to him…” I turned around and I saw that I didn’t break his nose, but it was bleeding a lot. “Oh my God…I did that?” “I think he needs tissue.” Of course I happened to have tissues on me, so I gave him one. “Rachel, we gotta leave. I don’t want to be here anymore.” “Okay, let’s get out of here.” As we walked out the door, I heard Bert yelling at people to leave him alone. The car ride was quiet, and it gave me time to think about what I was gonna tell Frank. I mean I know what I’m going to tell him, but what is he going to say? I had so many thoughts buzzing around in my skull. Rachel dropped me off at my house and I walked inside and dreaded when I would have to call Frank. I knew I had to call him as soon as possible. “Better now than never,” I mumbled to myself. I dialed the number and with each ring I grew more and more tense. “Hey, Brit.” “Hey.” “What’s up?” “You know how I went to that party, right?” “Yeah,” I heard a slight sense of panic in his voice. “Well, people were drinking a lot, and Bert came over to me and started talking to me. He was really drunk, by the way. And he was saying I was gorgeous and that he could treat me better than you and that he was a better kisser than you. I asked who has compared and he said no one yet. Then he kissed me and I tried to push him away and he was too strong. After that, he asked who was better and I said you and I called him a whore. He said all this stuff about how he could please a girl more than you and I got really mad and punched him.” He didn’t say anything. “Frank?” “I can’t believe he did that. Are you okay?” “Yeah, I’m fine. I just didn’t want you to be mad at me.” “I wouldn’t be mad at you. You told me the whole story. I’m gonna have to deal with him when we get back.” I was so relieved he wasn’t mad at me. We talked for a while, and then since it was getting kinda late, I figured I’d go to bed. The next day I had a very bright idea. MCR was having a concert that wasn’t that close, but it was within driving range, so I figured I’d ask Rachel if she wanted to surprise them. I called her and she seemed ecstatic that I thought we should do that. It was a two hour drive, but I was up for it if she was. The show was at like eight o’clock, so I figured we would get there while they were playing and be waiting for them on the bus or something. We left earlier in the day so we could walk around there. It felt like it took forever, but it was finally time for us to go surprise them. I thought it might be kinda hard to get on the bus, but the security guys knew who we were. It didn’t take too long for them to get back on the bus. Ray was the first one to board. As soon as he saw us I held a finger up to my lips telling him to be quiet. Mikey was on next, followed by Frank. A huge smile spread across Frank’s face when he saw me. He walked right over to me and hugged me. “I missed you.” “I missed you too.” This poison's my intoxication
I broke the needle off in my skin, picked the scabs and picked the bleeding, and assumed that it was all in vain “Bert’s calling me. I don’t want to answer it.” I went to silence the call and Frank took my cellphone, put it on speakerphone and answered it. “Hey Bert.” “Oh, hey Frank. I thought you guys were on tour.” “We are. My girlfriend is visiting me. I heard about what you did last night.” “She kissed me man. I didn’t want to kiss her but she was too strong for me...” I went to say something but Frank stopped me. “I don’t know if I’d stay with her if she was my girl.” “You want me to break up with her so you can ask her out, don’t you?” “No, I’m just saying what I think, man.” “Well, I believe my girlfriend, not you, so you better stay away from her.” “Dude, you believe that bitch over me?” “You watch your mouth.” Frank hung up on him. I could tell he was pretty pissed at him. I went over to him and hugged him. “Thank you for doing that.” “I had to. I couldn’t let him bother you.” “I love you.” “I love you too, Brit.” I’m soo fucking happy he did that.
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