Tout Que J’ai Besion Est Vous 1 (the story is in English, title is French) MCR FANFIC

Tout Que J'ai Besion Est Vous 1
By Cassandra Jones (Addixtoo)


You had been waiting for the perfect time before you could leave. You packed your back pack with clothes and pretended your back pack was heavy with books.

“Hey dad, I'm going to school now. Casey is having a sleep over tonight so I'll be home tomorrow.” He was drinking, with bottle of whiskey in hand. He mumbled something incoherently and waved a hand in the air.

You faked a smile and walked out of the door. Rolling your eyes you walked down the street the sun getting hot against your neck. You finally reached your destination, The Garage, a.k.a. summer school. You inhaled deeply. You knocked on the door and waited.... and waited... and waited and FINALLY it opened.

You walked and threw your bag on the ground. You looked around, everyone was slumped into a bean bag chair, because the heat was seeping in through the garage walls and ceiling. You took your turn and slumped into a bean bag next to Gerard. The guy 4 years older than you. He was the one guy you wanted, but the only guy you could never get.

You couldn't have him, not only because you were 16 and he was twenty, you were the drummer in the same band he was in. You firmly believed that band members shouldn't be romantically involved with each other. But main thing that was separating you was the fact that he had a girlfriend, one he'd been dating since he started animation school. Her name was Cindy.You would have loved to push her off a bridge. But she was never around you long enough for you to invite her on a walk. He wasn't looking to happy. You knew that the only thing that would make him smile after being in a deep rung like that was (as much as you hated it) Cindy.

“So…how’s Cindy?” you asked, quickly you began to regret it. He gave you a death glare and stood up storming towards the door.

“Dude, she doesn't know.” Ray said defending you.

“Don't even try to take it out on her, Gerard!” Frankie said grabbing onto his shoulder, Gerard shrugged off his hand.

“I'm not. Just fucking leave me alone.” Gerard turned and walked into the house taking the long way around to his room. The slam of the door echoed through the room. Everyone stared at the door.

“Don't worry.” Bob said breaking the silence. You looked at him a little miffed.

“Obviously, if he storms off because of something I said, I think I should worry.” You said in the nicest way possible. Bob was in fact the sweetest guy in the world to you, always at your back and defending you.

“He and Cindy have been fighting… a lot. I hate to say it but I don't give them longer than tomorrow.” Mikey explained. He was his younger brother. It always seemed that the younger kids always know what’s going on in the older one’s life.

“Oh, fuck I should go say something.” You looked around and saw Matt and Bob raiding the alcohol cabinet.

“You two are hopeless.” You joked. Matt tore himself away and stared at you.

“At least we aren't after a guy that obviously doesn't have feelings for us.” You stood glaring at Matt. He was always a fucking dick hole to you all the time. You hated him because he always took a chance to put in his stupid comments, mainly anything to put you down. What made you annoyed; was the fact that he was an okay person, but he treated you like shit not only because you were a girl, but because you were the drummer in the coolest band you'd ever been in, My Chemical Romance. Bob was a friend and fan, while Matt was just after your position.

“Eat me Matt.” You retorted. He narrowed his eyes.

“I don't eat junk food.” You rolled your eyes and flipped him the bird.

“That’s not what your mom told me.” The band, and Bob sat in their chairs with heads looking side to side like people at a tennis tournament. and a wave of ‘ooooh’ after your comment.

“BURN!” Frankie said directly in front of Matt's face. He never really got along with Matt. You smirked at Matt knowing that you won the small battle of wits.

“I'm going to go talk to him. I'll be back soon,” you turned walked out of the garage. You were going to take the short way to the basement.

“Hey.” you turned around and caught a bicycle helmet flying towards you. “You'll need it.” Mikey said with a grin. You smiled and put the helmet on a bean bag chair. You walked out of the garage and down the stairs to the back door entrance of Gerard’s ‘lair.’ You placed your face to the glass part of the door.

“Gee, you want to talk?” you said trying to peak between the thick curtains.

“No, Not really.” You heard him reply clearly, like he was standing just behind the door.

“You mean you think you have a choice?” you laughed. You heard him chuckle under his breath then he slowly unlocked the door.